A million old soldiers will fade away
But a dream goes
They say I don't think enough about the afterlife
Of what's
Who's that on the racks again?
A portrait of a crazy
Laura, I saw you open in LA
There's something I gotta
Like a fly batters itself against a window
Time and again
No catch, no strings
None of the usual things
I'm happy just
I was born this very morning
and my brother he was
Black Maria, you scare me so
I feel as though my
If you want to cry
You can always find something to
Beefsteak Charlie says to Porky the Pig
"I can see the
Sleeping at night in a plaster board box
Scratching the earth
Saw you once and you looked so sweet
Saw you twice
Time marches on
I learn to crawl, I learn to walk
You
Don't take yourself too seriously
There are precious few things worth
We can't turn back the clock
But we can chant for
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