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And here I am againCryingBack againTrying to think clearBut it’s hard to see straightThrough hasty heaping tearsPlease, let these be left-over tearsLostThese have to be left-over tearsThey must…And there you were againSittingOn my couch againHitting on my memoriesIt used to be too smallNow there’s place enough for three(at least)Please, let these be left-over tearsLostThese haveLire la suite « Left-over Tears, Lost – A Balladeer – letras »

We met at redhead Mary’s houseOn a Bible study nightI heard she was a rebelOnce until she saw the lightThen in the backseat of a crowded carAfter weeks of holding handsShe was slipping me the tongueAmong her Christian friendsWe could chuckle and talk for hoursAnd then one night over the phoneShe went and told meLire la suite « Mary Had a Secret – A Balladeer – letras »

he’d asked her to come to California where it’s even warmer than in Texashe tells her twice to lose her glasses as they pass the masses on the streetsJackie she sees what a lady is not supposed to seeJackie she starts to scream and gets up on her kneesit’d been the perfect night for murderLire la suite « Nightmare On Elm Street – A Balladeer – letras »

it could be the Christmas seasonwhy I want to get awayand just lately for no reasonI’ve been thinking of LAthere’s a place called Laurel Canyonwhere Houdini still has funI’ve been dying for some actionand a little bit of sunlet’s catch a plane to Californiathere are clouds about to breakwe’ll take the first flight in theLire la suite « Oh California – A Balladeer – letras »

so here’s the plan: you take the carand drive it down to somewhere southI love the smell of tar that meltsbut that is not important nowthis is me believingthis is free Americathis is me believingwe’ll fool around and flip the birdfucked up on amphetamineswe’ll share a drink and sing alongto a long forgotten evergreenthis isLire la suite « Plan B – A Balladeer – letras »

The smell of the sage bush reaches your brain.The scent of the pines from the snow-covered rainyou came out to Laramie, in search of a friend,but the Wyoming wind wants to play with your pains.Hang on, handsome,we are going to get you out of here quick.Hang on, handsome,just wait, and watch out for the bicyclist.TheLire la suite « Poster Child – A Balladeer – letras »

Well, it’s been a few days now, so how have you beenNot that I should know what state you’re inI could care lessWell, I just bawled my eyes out and feel really relievedNot that I threw up enough to fully retrieveI’m still a messBut what really helps a lot is the knowledgeThat it’s nothing butLire la suite « Robin II – A Balladeer – letras »

Damn, this is bad – this is so badI get out of the crash thinking no one survivedBig eyes from the backseatTo my surprise I see all three aliveYou’re losing blood in the grass thereOn the side of the road in your summer stripe dressThe boy runs off to see youI pick him up, butLire la suite « Sirens – A Balladeer – letras »

The Benz fansAre turned up highLand pansBefore your eyesFlashbackTo father’s suntanned thighsHopped onIn driver’s seatUp frontWith dangling feetChest beltHis muscled arm aroundAnd the sun goes downThe lake wakesA hard blue skyWaves breakAnd Sam says ‘hi’FlashbackTo Super Snorkel SpyYoung blondeWith fishing netStrong, fondHis back half wetSplash trackAnd underwater soundAnd the sun goes downPlease stop the thinkingLire la suite « Summer – A Balladeer – letras »

Sam here says he lost his callOn the day Cousteau had diedThe ocean was a tub of sharksWith Jacques Yves as a guideSam here says the water’s safeThat man should not have left the seasCalled the Human BathyscapheHe’s King of ExpertiseREFRAIN:So if someone wants to knowAnd asks you where I amYou say you saw meLire la suite « Swim With Sammy – A Balladeer – letras »