Life is so groovy when your record is hot.
The King is dead, rock is done. You might be through, but I've just begun.
You got all your friends, I got a TV set.
Better close your window tight or I might come in for a bite, I'm a sleep walker.
I'm susceptible to that sort of thing - to walls and flowers. You can probably get something more from a wall than a person sometimes. It's just put somewhere.
To the field we are scattered from the day we are born to grow wild and sleep rough til from the earth we are torn.