Standing on the corner
Plastic cup in her hand
Standing on the
I'm a breather mail receiver
And I don't know where I
On the way to Greenland I shall find
All the disparate
It rained it poured
It rained so hard
Rained so hard all
I was walking
With my feet
A disposition
Fell over me
The armory wall
I saw you last night
My, my, how indiscreet
Your self-destruction is
I'm goin' on home now guess I'm satisfied
Please tell me
Too long you waited too long to come home
Now your
I've been driving all night
Bathing in flourescent light
Of a western
Everybody's talking
Nobody's listening
Everybody's sweating
Nobody's glisteni
Elder Green is dead and gone
Lost his way going to
Why? Why'd you do that?
You shouldn't have done that
If I