All the years combine, they melt into a dream,
A broken angel sings from a guitar.
In the end there's just a song comes cryin up the night
Thru all the broken dreams and vanished years.
Stella blue. stella blue.

When all the cards are down, there's nothing left to see,
There's just the pavement left and broken dreams.

In the end there's still that song comes cryin like the wind.
Down every lonely street that's ever been
Stella blue. stella blue.

Ive stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel, can't win for trying.
Dust off those rusty strings just one more time,
Gonna make them shine, shine

It all rolls into one and nothing comes for free,
There's nothing you can hold, for very long.
And when you hear that song come crying like the wind,
It seems like all this life was just a dream.
Stella blue. stella blue.

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all you need is man or a sheep if you're lonely
if you're horny, stick with sheep
all you need is man and a sheep
can be happy, don't need nothing else
no other creeps

wooly afternoons in love
surrounded by trees and grasses
and here come again the irish lassie boys

all you need are irish lassie boys
which would be the men and your sheep
of course there's the mediterranean boy standing next to the tree
we've gotta lump him in there too

all you, all you really need
are these men and their sheep
and bring yourself some valvoline

so all you need is the mediterranean boy
the irish lassie kings and queens
and get yourself a couple dozen sheep
remove the eyes, blacken them like sammy davis sheep
oh, love each one, teach them how to deep throat like lovlies
have yourself a time, have a go
see what you can discover 'neath the covers of the hills
the lovely lands, the, the mediterranean boy
the lassie kings and queens, the sheep
and here comes over the hill, nelly's goat
well, don't leave him out
mmm, batter him about
he's already black & blue, maybe you can squirt a little, add a little green
add a little green

Imagination
That's the way that it seems
Man can only live in his dreams
Oh, it seems so hard

If I'd lived a thousand times before
And if I'm going to live anymore
Always brings me down

Everyone wants to live forever
Thinking that it'd be a lot better
Everyone wants to live forever, whoa

The feeling in my head starts heading south
It seems it stops the fever from shooting out of my mouth
Life gushing all around

Everyone wants to live forever
Thinking that it'd be a lot better
Everyone wants to live forever, whoa

I'm sorry. I think you might have missed the word "good" in the title

but my lyrics are good right!

The piano has been drinking

This was Harmless as well.

The ashtray says you were up all night

yes, dkfan9, your lyrics were good

The homecoming fanfare is echoing still
No tapping on tables
And sensing a chill
Poor families expecting a loved one’s return
Only summon some charlatan spectre
Oh, when will they learn?

You hung the moon
From a gallows in the sky
Choked out the light
In his blue lunar eye

The shore is a parchment
The sea has no tide
Since he was taken from my side

The lines of the fallen are viewed through the glass
You cannot touch them at all
Or hear their footfall just as they go past
The drunken ground is where they are bound

You hung the moon
From a gallows in the sky
Choked out the light in his blue lunar eye

The shore is a parchment
The sea has no tide
Since he was taken from my side

So slap out his terrors
And sneer at his tears
We deal with deserters like this
From the breech to the barrel, the bead we will level
Break earth with a shovel, quick march on the double
And lower him shallow like tallow down in the abyss

You hung the moon
From a gallows in the sky
Choked out the light in his blue lunar eye

The shore is a parchment
The sea has no tide
Since he was taken from my side

I only play the games that I win at
And stay the same with more rhymes than there's ways to skin cats
As a matter of fact, let me rephrase:
With more rhymes than ways to fillet felines these days