Way up in the nosebleeds we watched him on the screen, they'd hung between the billboards so cheaper seats could see.

If you stretch your imagination, I'll tell you all a tale, about a time when everything wasn't up for sale.

You spend your life dreaming, running 'round in a trance, You hang out forever and still miss the dance, And if you get lucky, you might find someone, To help you get over the pain that will come.

There was rock and roll across the dial, when I think of her it makes me smile.

You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again.

I'm not interested in the TV much. I quit watching the news a couple years ago and my outlook on life has gotten a whole lot better.

I'm so tired of being tired. Sure as night will follow day most things I worry about will never happen anyway.