Well late last night I heard a rappin’ on my
Snow falls on the railroad ties this evening
And the shoulders
Close your eyes and all the things that you knewPlaces
Night after night, another town, another hotelAnother road takes me
They're all alive, in old moviesSee them, even though they're
I don't like the systemToo many kinksHear lots of talkin'Nobody
Don't rush me, just this onceI want to make this
You make me out a foolYou think I'm funnyThe thing
Here I've loved you for so many yearsI still want
You're all fools, don't you bother to say itWell I'm
Well we've come a long long way, Look at everything
PAINTED LADIES Ian Thomas words & music: Ian Thomas
One by one they disappearedThe minds of science, the nation's
They are masters of deceptionThey'll catch you in their causeThey
Everyday I sit beside you on the bus to Madison
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