Heal me darling Pleaded the playboy bedroom eyes Grace your sunshine Till everything's okay, alright, fine What's hers is his 'Cause everything is forgiven
Ever since I was a twinkle in my father's pants They told me I could have it all and more when given chance "We'll get you anything that you want" A
Go to sleep and hush little darling It's time for bed, time to put out the light Sweet dreams are awaiting behind your closed eyes And a blanket of night
When you need someone And there's no one there There is always the nine o'clock train To take you out somewhere I take the train in town Like I did for
Curtain opens, spot lights the gentleman Signing his love letter best wishes Simpleton Dialog swam from his pen like polliwogs He knew better that perfume
I know it sounds unfair She's like a painting standing there I thank the Heavens up above For the one that I'm thinking of Calling Sarah Crawling back
strike the tent unpop the paintbox and pack the carriages with the flesh freaks of fear at the beach we left them shell shocked lining up the avenue
I dreamt about a tranquil Sunday drive A sensory lullaby We trade the comics, cartoons and magazines For pistons and gasoline We see the road from the
It's not the same with out him here Twenty years of him dead and gone This vodka does the memory clear Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears
Grazing on the grounds of ponytails The substitute is counting down her ticks 'til recess Hammering down to size her fingernails 'Coz today's the day
Ugly apparition, God's gift to oxygen The puffed up immortal son How they love him 'cause he'll become The ghost at number one How does it feel To be
He writes her a letter tells her he won't be home soon (She still loves him) He lost his temper belted his love cross the room (She still loves him)
Jimmy, his secret's out The one he locked inside and denied every word about He's guilty so his story claims Twisting in his seat he repeats alone his
I hope you remember me, I was your daddy once Wearing a sailor cap and dirty nails To you I'm just a picture on your mother's mantelpiece Who chose to
She turned the night light on and blew him a kiss He stared back through his green Crayola eyes She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc Next
So this is where she stands at night On this cold avenue of lights the reds and greens but mostly reds for you he's stopping In seeing him she knows him
Sit beside the breakfast table Think about your troubles Pour yourself a cup of tea Then think about the bubbles You can take your teardrops And drop
Though it's time to admit it's true I've come to depend on you You and your angelic shout Loud enough for two And that is why I'll confide in you the