So Clary is now visiting Turkey,
says it's messy, but, intrigunley dirty;
the old houses with bold mouses
and the moldy towers with muddy showers,
so wary, she leaves, aged thirty.
first we must accept other cultures
first we must accept other cultures
not pick over old bones like vultures
So Clary is now visiting Turkey
While dining on salty beef jerky
Worldly goods in boxes
Digging holes for foxes
Wandering about polluted waters, murky
Without maps or compass, my journey
Without maps, or compass, my journey
Concluded with my attorney
Telling that reprobate Bill
Had left us without a will
I musta been on the wrong page in life somewhere......or that was the day I let my brain sleep in....oops...so let me patch the holes a little. (shaking brain awake now)
first we must accept other cultures
not pick over old bones like vultures
mend the broken hearts
we all need new starts
healing the wounds with tender sutures
So Clary is now visiting Turkey
While dining on salty beef jerky
Worldly goods in boxes
Digging holes for foxes
Wandering about polluted waters, murky
Without maps or compass, my journey
Concluded with my attorney
Telling that reprobate Bill
Had left us without a will
Carried out on a broken down gurney
Turn up the music, I can still think
Turn up the music, I can still think
I believe it is time for a drink.
Something icy and strong,
Turn up the music, I can still think
I believe it is time for a drink.
Something icy and strong,
Vanilla tequilla can't be wrong
It's five o'clock somewhere, clink
Shall we dance around the clock?
Shall we dance around the clock?
or stay in, for an evening of Bach ?
A bit of wine I could handle,
by the light of a candle.
Shall we dance around the clock?
or stay in, for an evening of Bach ?
A bit of wine I could handle,
by the light of a candle.
Oh, now that is my kind of talk
Maybe a long stroll in the moonlight
Maybe a long stroll in the moonlight
Or perhapes a short run in the sunlight
Will lead us to where...
Maybe a long stroll in the moonlight
Or perhapes a short run in the sunlight
Will lead us to where
Seasons blending flare
Autumn's fire burning throughout the night
Announcing winter's playful game
Announcing winter's playful game -
Pour raindrops over summer's flame
Open umbrella's, gloomy-faced fellas
The death of the season's a shame
There once was a girl from Siam
Who read volumes of Omar Khayam
There once was a girl from Siam
Who read volumes of Omar Khayam
Iran and siberia
never felt nearer
than when the poetry was in her hand
Take me where i am not to be
Take me where i am not to be
so that again i may be free
if you still want to part
Take me where i am not to be
so that again i may be free
if you still want to part
from finish or start
horizon's question always, we
oops....new lead line
Sunset or sunrise, here we dare to stand
Sunset or sunrise, here we dare to stand
Above the ocean, so by the strand
Dreaming of distant horizons
Sunset or sunrise, here we dare to stand
Above the ocean, so by the strand
Dreaming of distant horizons
Undreamt of by Verizon,
With cell phone ready to hand.
There once was a guy named Columbus
There once was a guy named Columbus
Who dreamt of new lands so with some fuss
He manned three sailing ships...
