Sea Lion The force of my love was strong The sea lion lay down long With song in the air, why should singer care? When singer can be among song. Ma, ma look what I did ma Look what I did to my hands, I broke em. You gave me the stone, gave me the chisel, didnt say how to hold them. Didnt say giveaway every piece of the puzzle till I was left with nothing. But I took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust. Get in the bus. Hop in the van. Jump in the water. Crawl to the land. Build another castle out of the sand. Forget down and then Ill get into the saddle again. Im going city to city Im already lost. Tell the boss who is new in town. Ill ride this horse till it bucks me off and Im forced to shoot it down. Ill take him out for some gasoline. Trade this cow for some magic beans. Make mom proud of the deals that I made because Im just a modern day Johnny Appleseed. But Im glad that I never passed the genes and I never put down the axe. Piano man get a checkered dance floor to grace and a painful look on his face. Cause the crowd is packed And the louder they clap The less he is able to make the connection Between what he sees when he hears certain notes and the hurt that is shown in his facial expression. I dont need your go-ahead to go ahead I know no one said it was going to be easy But sweet Jesus who wants to sleep with me? Way too many moves to learn But not enough people to put them on Look it, mom! I built this suit of armor with wooden arms
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 06:25:56 +0000
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