Feeling mighty fine Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes I am Feeling mighty fine Feeling mighty fine at this time, yes indeed Walk down any street
I need some sleep You can't go home like this I try counting sheep But there's one I always miss Everyone says I'm getting down to low Everyone says
Well, the sun is shining but it don't feel good Don't smile down on this neighborhood When I go walking through this stinking town Mister, I keep my eyes
Saturday morning Who?s gonna play with me? Six in the morning, baby I got a long, long day ahead of me The parents are sleeping soundly The neighbors
Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor Cry your guts out 'til you got no more? Hey man, now you're really living Have you ever made love to
I got some sleep and I needed it Not a lot just a little bit Someone's always trying to keep me from it It's a crying shame It's a royal pain in the
Don't got a lot of time Don't give a damn Don't tell me what to do I am the man If there's a God up there Something above God, shine your light down
Get off your sled and go to bed Don't you ever tire? Throw a bone I'm finally home Curled up by the fire Snow is falling from the sky Like ashes from
The smokestack spitting black soot into the sooty sky The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian's eye The elephant won't forget what it's like
You're such a beautiful freak I wish there were more just like you You're not like all of the others And that is why I love you Beautiful freak, beautiful
And every time you crave for me I'm here And anything you hunger for I'll share And I will be quietly standing by While slowly I am dying inside Hold
Turn the ugly light off God wanna feel the night Everyday it shines down on me don't you think that I see Don't you think that I see what it's all about
There's a world outside And I know 'cause I've heard talk In my sweetest dream I would go out for a walk But I don't think I'm ready yet I'm not feeling
Standin' in the dark Outside the house Breathin' in the cold And sterile air Well I was thinkin' How it must feel To see that Little light And watch
Are you one of the beautiful people? Is my name on the list? Wanna be of the beautiful people Wanna feel like I'm missed Hey you with the walkie talkie
Goin' over to Susan's house walking south down Baxter street Nothin' hidin' behind this picket fence There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles On the
22 miles of hard road 33 years of tough luck 44 skulls buried in the ground Crawlin' down through the muck Oh yeah Johnny don't like the teacher Johnny
There's a spider crawling on the bathroom mirror Right on top of my right eye And I can't stop staring back, how did I get this way? Take a big look at
