International caller on my line;
Tomorrow's just another distance.
Put in a
The weather's grim
Though spring is on its way
I heard it
He's crawling from the bathroom
He's sinking in the carpet
He's looking
I keep getting letters about divorces.
Just like cowboys changing horses,
Well I've been bouncing off the walls
Cause that was all
It's a man's life living in West Virginia.
It can take
Have you ever really wanted something?
Ever really wanted it so
This is partytime
And we're all having so much fun
This is
I think the man next door
Is having a nervous breakdown
Sounds
You don't look like a hero
Of the Soviet Union to
Thousands of people
Are queueing in the rain
To meet the Pope
(Meet
You can try, It's right that you do
In your own
Whaddya think I'm standing here for?
Whaddya think, I'm mad or
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