Dressed in country cloth and sitting on the floor Warmed by antique sun amid the green timber Held together by uncertainty, climb the Babel tower Looking
Oh I love you in the morning When the sun comes shinning through And I love you in the daylight When the sheets turn pale blue Well I want to be your
Fat ugly fat man swam In a red tire made of stone A painted lady paddled next to him With two poodles on her lap Garbo quietly picked a flower While the
I ran to tunnel of love You were no longer sparking clean Well, my boat got stuck in the fog Here I used to go swim in the stream The gates of the tunnel
you will see the sun shine too Come shining through I hope you understand that I still love you so bad But when tomorrow morning comes I hope that you will
not tell We would stay there 'til her sister rang the evening bell Jamaica, say you will Help me find a way to fill these empty hours Say you will come
Oh I love you in the morning When the sun comes shining through And I love you in the daylight When the sheets turn pale blue Well I want to be your
When I awake you will be gone, shady tomorrow I want to go, where will you be? So I'll stay home letting my hair grow long And I will be walking in dew
I want to grow up to be a politician And take over this beautiful land I want to grow up to be a politician And be the old U.S. of A.'s number one man
Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev'rybody knows That Baby's got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and her bows Have fallen
Cursed with sorrow pain and woe Full of feelings I can't show Hopeless love what else for me Is this my destiny? God in Heaven surely meant For every
In times of despair, I think about the good things that you've done And though you're not there, I sometimes ask myself, is anyone? It's hard being human
Glory, glory Hallelujah, since I laid my burden down Glory, glory Hallelujah, since I laid my burden down Well, I feel so much better, so much better
Fat ugly fat man swam in a red tire made of stone A painted lady paddled next to him with two poodles on her lap Garbo quietly picked a flower While
Glory, glory, Halleluja since I laid my burden down Glory, glory, Halleluja since I laid my burden down Glory, glory, Halleluja since I laid my burden
In times of despair I think about the good things that you've done And although you're not there I sometimes ask myself is anyone It's hard beeing human
I wanna grow up to be a politician And take over this beautiful land I wanna grow up to be a politician And be the old USofA's number one man I'll always
