I may be an antique like the Stones, but antiques are valuable.

Rock and roll just used to be for kicks, now a days it's politics.

There ain't much future for a man who works the sea, there ain't no island left for islanders like me.

If I need a cause for celebration, Or a comfort I can use to ease my mind, I rely on my imagination, And I dream of an imaginary time.

Streetlife serenader never sang on stages, needs no orchestration, melody comes easy, need no vast arrangement to do their harmonizing.

She's got a smile that heals me.

Rock and roll cola wars, I can't take it any more.