You'd think I would know All the answers for the questions before I roll But I spent to much time thinking and I spent tomuch time doing Its time to go
We, we are in love We, forever We're, not gonna stop We'll be, forever And all the stars in the sky And all the flowers in the fields And all the power
Wake up It's a beautiful morning Honey, while the sun is still shining Wake up Would you like to go with me? Honey, take a run down to the beach Oh,
Darling, you can be so unforgiving, You can be so unloving, You can be misunderstanding, But i don't know how to feel without your love... So tell
Oh baby, I don't know what to do with myself Oh honey, I don't know what to do with myself I'm sleepin' in the kitchen (sleppin' in the kitchen) I'm eaten
if you've got a boyfriend well go kiss him if you've got a girlfriend well go kiss her because she needs it she wants it yeah he needs it he's gotta have
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny don't be lazy Jenny, Jenny, Jenny don't be lazy I know it's hopeless I know it's sad I know your stupid I know it's sad But Jenny
Here I go again Getting upset over nothing Getting upset over your heart Over your heart Over your heart And if I ruled the world I would make every
I'll do sums You break fingers I'll break thumbs You play Dads And I'll play Mums You play Glockenspiel And I'll play drums My name is Derek
I hear the sound of distant drums Far away, far away And if they call for me to come Then I must go and you must stay So Mary marry me, let's not wait
hot! Now, dig this.... Yeah drums of death y'all Yeah drums of death y'all Yeah drums of Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah drums of Yeah drums of death y'all Yeah-yeah, drums
shell revolver Hot as lava Guns skills that reel and in the 'ville I be the barber Gangster saga, the motha-fuckin' face carver Drums of death hold
heroes were still human and messed up And they rocked on real drums And they rocked on real drums Don't let this carry on, dear son Real drums forever
the rhythm of the war drums Count the bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep (Counting bodies like sheep) (To the rhythm of the war drums
I hear the sound of distant drums Far away, far away And when they call for me to come Then I must go and you must stay So Mary, marry me, let's not
Clock in my head Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven Friday is heaven Day in, day out Day in Day in Wish you
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop Come with me to the church on the corner, the hop There's nuts and crisps and there's c-c-cola on tap
