Fare thee well, gentle maid
I'll see you on your way
And
Genocidal tendencies are silly to extreme
After all you're still quite
I hear a thousand drums a million miles away
I feel
(ian hunter)
You used to float just like a boat upon
Well, I picked her up on a Saturday night
[Incomprehensible] poison
Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a
Lonely days, lonely nights
Hoping thing's gonna turn out right
You had
Driving off in the rain and snow
Oh, the jets ain't