every single time i listen to this (ve heard this for many years) i feel like i was a miner in a past life and died while working.. this is such a trip!!
Spider eyed and dreaming of change After tonight we’ll never be the same We can’t turn around And we’re not slowing down We’ll get what we deserve If we do honest work There is no leaving this trip Were merely skips It’s more than flapping our lips Or making it There are many men with the wrong intent Ambition full of life but principles are dead If we are on the same page we’ll be erased We won’t find (…?) right away so we won’t race We are set racing for a shallow grave Never forget that we chase our own fate There is a time and a phase, but not a lot Life isn’t something to waste, time doesn’t stop Life has many guides Life has given us eyes To do more than see Hearts and heads must agree There’s a fine line Between happiness and misery If the gift of life’s to be free let’s not kill it all with greed There is a time and a phase, but not a lot Life isn’t something to waste, time doesn’t stop We are set racing for a shallow grave Never forget that we chase our own fate There is a time and a phase, but not a lot Life isn’t something to waste, time doesn’t stop Life has many guides Life has given us eyes To do more than see Hearts and heads must agree There’s a fine line Between happiness and misery If the gift of life’s to be free let’s not kill it all with greed
Yessir! He sings a couple songs on their early Couples albums. People Don't Change, Jive POP Wiggly Stomp, and this are the ones I know off the top of my head
[Verse 1] A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottle She’s driving through my head She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Verse 2] With flowers in her hair, a dagger around her waist She always leaves me with that bitter taste I don’t want to miss this train She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Verse 3] She knows no magic, she just knows game Inflicting her and numbs the slow pain If all I want is lost My baby’s got me on the run, got me on the run [Verse 4] A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottle She’s driving through my head She’s got me hanging by the last thread [Verse 5] She has a soul that’s made of coral She’s got a rules book with that moral She cannot be controlled She can be straight up for my gold
