Yeah, yeah, yeah      Well, I aim at the first one who?ll dare to stand still   Oh Lord, you're tension is making me ill   You've got no friends in your home   You've got no family stone   You can't go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip   The multi-talented strip   Will gather ?round you with coke and pain   Oh, the trees, ain't no doubt about the seeds   I had no thought about, no, yeah, yeah, yeah      Don't know why I can't locate this feeling   That I would rather be with you   It makes no sense, while crying out loud, well, I may love you      This stress is wasting my emotions   That I would rather be with you   Don't let them closer to this secret that I may love you      Take 'em outa west, take 'em outa height   Take 'em on a sweet ride   Those little angels are numbered nine   The colored TV once shined on desolation one five   They've got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Bust ?em in the light, bust ?em in the light   Bust ?em in the daylight   They ain't worthy being named as thieves   One of those shorties said, "Hi" up to the Abbot who died   The rebound, yeah, yeah, yeah      Don't know why I can't locate this feeling   That I would rather be with you   It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, well, I may love you      This stress is wasting my emotions   That I would rather be with you   Don't let 'em closer to this secret that I may love you   Yeah, yeah, yeah      Now, hear the bluebird whistle hymns like   ?I would rather heal your wounds?   Now, hear the dark gun punching out   That, that I may love you      Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah