Look at you you're talking to yourself Could it maybe be a cry for help Can't see the forest from your tree there Sometimes I think you're doing well
Sometimes I close my eyes And picture the plains I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois Riding again Open skies, fertile ground This was heaven on earth
Brick by brick you built a mansion Piece by piece it seems You're tearing it down Once you walked so tall and handsome Now nobody even wants you around
The cats were on the table They were waiting for their dinner ?Til the children came and shooed them all away Daddy?s at the racetrack Desperate just
Here we go again Hands making circles That you can't turn back again Sky turning purple At the funeral of a friend Who wasn't ready for the ending yet
Captain America is that you Flying down the highway In your red white and blue You remind me of the days In that infamous war When we weren't quite sure
Rush down, down to the first floor There never seems to be enough time Push hard and push a little bit more A cup of coffee and I'm gonna be fine Fine
I hear voices from beyond the veil They reverberate in mystery There are shadows in my heart, oh And they multiply in memory And the comrades that I'
Hold on tightly to your innocence And don't you let go Until you know it's gonna be your way Through the tangle and the bramble There's a thread that
Bourgeois Pig You got too big You forgot where you came from You big pop star You took it too far You better get humble and then some Bourgeois Pig
So they say that a man Can't live in this world If he's wearing his heart on his sleeve I can And they say that a man Cant understand What a woman needs
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki des ka Do you feel all right Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki desu ka Genki desu ne Do you feel good, oh, oh
Looking up from where I stand I see the vapor trail Of a jet plane in the sky Here the wheel is in my hand But there's no wind in my sails And life is
: Bourgeois Pig You got too big You forgot where you came from You big pop star You took it too far You better get humble and then some Bourgeois Pig
: Sometimes I close my eyes And picture the plains I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois Riding again Open skies, fertile ground This was heaven on earth
: Look at you you're talking to yourself Could it maybe be a cry for help Can't see the forest from your tree there Sometimes I think you're doing well
: Looking up from where I stand I see the vapor trail Of a jet plane in the sky Here the wheel is in my hand But there's no wind in my sails And life
: I hear voices from beyond the veil They reverberate in mystery There are shadows in my heart And they multiply in memory And the comrades that I've
