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All I suggest
There were times when I was solo, so I took some comfort there
All lies and jest
There were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there
All I suggest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear.
All lies and jest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear.
All Liza's chest
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And Disney guards the rest
All lies and jest.
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
All eyes and chest,
Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
All lies and jests,
still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
All eyes and chest
All lies and jest
All eyes in just
still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
All lies and jest.
Still, a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
All eyes ingest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
All eyes ingest.
All lies and jest.
All lies in jest
All lies and jest
And Chinamen's balls
And tenement halls
Asking only woman's wages
Asking only workman's wages
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the war zone Seventh Avenue
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
Asking only workman's wages,
I come looking like a slob
So I get no offers
Just a comment from the horse on Seventh Avenue.
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come home from the war zone every thousand years
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Asking only workman's wages
I come lookin' for a job, but I get no Whoppers.
Asking only workman's wages
I come lookin' for a job, but I get no offers.
Whoppers - Big Burger King hamburgers
Asking only worthless wages
I come looking for a job but I get new offers
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job but I get no offers
But I get no offers,
Just to come home from the war zone, 7th Avenue
But I got no offers,
just a 'come on' from the whores on 7th Avenue
But I get no offers,
just a come on tumble wars on 7th Avenue
But I get no offers,
just a 'come on' from the whores on 7th Avenue
But I got no offers,
just a couple from the horse on 7th Avenue
But I got no offers,
just a 'come on' from the whores on 7th Avenue
But I got no offers
Just a come on from the war zone, 7th Avenue.
But I got no offers
Just a come on from the whores on 7th Avenue.
But I got no offers
Just to come in from the wars on 7th Avenue.
But I got no offers
Just a 'come on' from the whores on 7th Avenue
But I got no offers
Just a 'Come on!' from the horse on 7th Avenue.
But I got no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue.
By the light
By the li-li-li-li-light, by the light
Lie-la-lie
Li-li-li-li-li-li-li, lie-la-lie
Catch him Jimmy cried out
Or cut him till he cried out
For a pocket full of gumballs, such are promises.
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises.
For a pocket full of marbles, such are promises.
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises.
For a pocketful of marbles
Such are promises.
For a pocketful of mumbles
Such are promises.
Hydlide
Lie-a-lie
Hydlide is the name of an Nintendo NES game, which this song obviously predates.
I am just a pier boy though my story's sadly told.
I am just a poor boy and my story's seldom told.
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance- for a pocket full of mongreled sunshine promises.
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance- for a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises.
I am leaving
I am leaving, but the fire still remains.
I am leaving
I am leaving, but the fighter still remains.
I am leaving
I am leaving, but to find her still remains.
I am leaving
I am leaving, but the fighter still remains.
In the clear evening stands a boxcar, and a fighter by his train.
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade.
In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fido by his side
And he carries the reminders
When Emily Glover played him down
And cured him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
While the Fido still remains
In the clearing stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains
In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his side
In the the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade
In the clearing stands an Oxford.
In the clearing stands a boxer.
In the clearing stands of Oxford
Stands a fighter by his tree.
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade.
In the clearing stands of Oxford
In the clearing stands a boxer
In the quiet Delta railway station, running scared
In the quiet of the railway station, running scared
Just a 'come home' from the folks on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come on from the horse on seventh avenue
Just a come on from the whores on seventh avenue
Just a come on, son, the war's on 7th Avenue.
Just a 'come-on' from the whores on 7th Avenue.
Just a come-on fro the horse on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the folks on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the horse of 2nd Avenue.
Just a 'come-on' from the whores on 7th Avenue.
Just a come-on from the war zone, Seventh Avenue
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
Just a come-on from the wards on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come-on from the warzone, 7th Avenue.
Just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue.
Just a come-on from the wharves on Seventh Avenue
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
Just a common from the horse on 7th Avenue
Just a 'come on' from the whores on 7th Avenue
Just come up from the horse on Seventh avenue
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh avenue
Just to come home from the war zone, Seventh Avenue.
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just to come home from the wars on Seventh Avenue.
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Just to come on from the warzone Seventh Avenue
Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
Laying low seeking out the poor reporters who the ragged people know
Looking for the places only they would go.
But I got no offers. Just a come on from the war zone, 7th Avenue.
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know.
But I get no offers, just a come-on from the whores on 7th Avenue.
Light the light.
Li la li.
Looking for the poorer quarters where the rabbit people go.
Looking for the poorer quarters where the ragged people go.
Looking for the poorer quarters where the rabid people go.
Looking for the poorer quarters where the ragged people go.
Seeking out the poor reporters where the ragged people go.
Seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go.
Seeking out the poor reporters.
Seeking out the poorer quarters.
Seeking out the quiet of a railway station, rabbit skin
Seeking out the quiet of a railway station, running scared
Such are promises:
all eyes and chest
Such are promises.
All lies and jest
Such are promises:
All lies in chests.
Such are promises.
All lies and jest.
Such are promises
All I suggest.
Such are promises
All lies and jest.
Such are promises
All eyes ingest.
Such are promises
All lies and jest.
Sunshine promises
Such are promises
The horse on Seventh Avenue
The whores on Seventh Avenue
Where the New York City winters are a weed in me, weed in me
Where the New York City winters aren't a-bleeding me, leading me
Where the rabbit people go
Where the ragged people go