Saturday, May 1, 2010

A Post Without A Name



So don't delay; Act now; Supplies are running out.
Allow, if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow. But if
The offer's shun, You might as well be walkin' on the sun.........




Well everybody better move over, that's all
'Cause I'm running on the bad side
And I got my back to the wall
Tenth avenue freeze out..........




Get outta Denver better go, go
Get outta Denver cause you like just like a commie
And you might just be a member,
Better get outta Denver
Better get outta Denver




We didn't start the fire,
It was always burning since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire.
No we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it.




Why stay in college? Why go to night school?
Gonna be different this time.
Can't write a letter. Can't send a postcard.
I can't write nothing at all.




I see you got your fist out. Say your piece and get out.
Yes, I get the gist of it. But it's alright.
Sorry that you feel that way; the only thing there is to say:
Every silver lining's got a touch of grey.




Walk on your tip toes
Don't try No Doz
Better stay away from those
Who carry round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a Weatherman
To know which way the wind blows..............




I can't dance. I can't talk.
The only thing about me
Is the way that I walk.




Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides.
He looks through his window
What does he see?