I can't go back there anymore He lives in another time Wave another day goodbye Red is angry green is jealous That was all she had to say Still I'll take a chance and see To see the place she's lately gotten to Then you got into funny scenes That all your work discloses Sometimes voices in the night will call me back again People hurry by so quickly Don't they hear the melodies But now it's just another show But the one man band By the quick lunch stand He was playing real good, for free I sing soprano in the upstairs choir Don't it always seem to go Don't it always seem to go Don't it always seem to go Don't it always seem to go But you know life is for learning So the years spin by Oh will you take me as I am I'm going to make a lot of money Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene But the songs you punched are dreaming Listen, they sing of love so sweet Just like Nat King Cole And you want to get moving And you want to stay still They toss around your latest golden egg Speculation-well, who's to know I really can't give up just yet They start bringing out the hammers And the boards And the nails She's got all the wrong fuses and splices You get bored so quick I'm going to tell you again now If you're still listening there Now you're thinking That's no substitute It just don't do it The gift goes on You can't please 'em all Caught in my struggle for higher achievements The band sounds like typewriters I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh well He drifts off into the memory Calendars of our lives Critics of all expression No regrets Coyote But till you get there yourself you never really know But you still have your music In search of love and music My whole life has been I pay a high price for my open talking Anyway the best of my mind All goes down on the strings and the page Heed those trumpets all night long To cheap work and cheap thrills In memories Of old friends of mine We move in measures We're middle aged No demands Just pleasurable sensations I'm just sounding brass And tinkling cymbals I can't decide I don't know Which way to go? Tonight I'm going dancing With the drag queens and the punks Try another Land of short attention spans Mega lights and supersonic sounds People talk to tell you something She says I'm leavin' here but she don't go Recognize this? Isn't there some other way? Way back in 1957 Must I surrender With grace The things I loved when I was yonger One day I just disappeared Let me speak Once I was blessed I see the diggers waiting, they're leaning on their spades The old man is snoring And I'm taming the tiger Formula music, girly guile Genuine junkfood for juveniles I'm so sick of this game Life's too short, the whole thing's gotten Boring! Part of this is passing That's my very best to you
