: When are you gonna come down When are you going to land I should have stayed on the farm I should have listened to my old man You know you can't hold
big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show I know it's not much but it's the best
: When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs Prima Donna lord you really should have been there
: I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest
: Hello, baby hello Haven't seen your face for a while Have you quit doing time for me Or are you still the same spoiled child Hello, I said hello Is
wrap herself around you like a well worn tire You feel her nail scratch your back just like a rake He one more gone, he one more John who make the mistake
: Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in
: Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork
: She packed my bags last night pre-flight Zero hour nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then I miss the earth so much I miss my wife It's lonely
: Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five The headlines screamed that I was still alive I couldn't understand it I thought I died last
When are you gonna come down When are you going to land I should have stayed on the farm I should have listened to my old man You know you can't hold
I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest
she wrap herself around you like a well worn tire You feel her nail scratch your back just like a rake He one more gone, he one more John who make the
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs Prima Donna lord you really should have been there
Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five The headlines screamed that I was still alive I couldn't understand it I thought I died last
Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork
She packed my bags last night pre-flight Zero hour nine a.m. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then I miss the earth so much I miss my wife It's lonely