I'd just like to say,
I remember the day,
I first woke with you,
Some days I have to admit,
The way we happened to meet,
Was strange, because it was new.
I'm not drinking no more,
Not drinking no less,
Not sleeping at all,
Never in the same bed,
Undressed at the bar,
Engraved bench in the park,
We'd watch them fly Sundays.
Fly, birds round my head again,
Laughed at the words you sent,
I pushed the boat back to you,
I flew from the rain again,
Killed you with what I said,
You already knew.
Not thinking no more,
Not drinking no less,
Not sleeping at all,
Never in the same bed,
Undressed at the bar,
Engraved bench in the park,
We'd watch them fly Sundays.
They say if something should fly away,
And it comes back to you again,
Then it's yours.
Everyday I Think Of Money
I drive a truck, it carries money,
And everyday, I dream up my fantasies.
Yesterday, I bought my beach house,
A little place just off the coast of France.
Everyday I think of money,
Everyday I think of running.
I love my truck, I love my family,
Stuck in the back, the good life surrounds me.
Could tie my right hand man, and put him some place,
Then I'd ditch the truck, and buy a new face.
Everyday I think of money,
Everyday I think of something.
It cant buy you love, cant give you soul,
Can pick you up, can down you low.
Can drag you out of the hole,
You dug, yourself, out of again.
Sat in a truck, it it carries convicts,
My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs,
Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard,
Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment.
Everyday I think of money,
Everyday I miss my family.
