I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage 'Hey mister' the bellman says 'I can only recall and spend some time I said.' So he replies 'Then how do you manage'? So he replies 'Then how do you manage' Just a dime store poet Keeping pace,

My bad my bad influence Call it bad Can't accept your difference They call it bad influence Free mind, free soul Break out of the mold before the mold sets in Dangerous walls are closin' in They twist the truth Then give it a spin

That's what the blues is all about Oh you come home one eve'nin' To nothin' but the four walls And then ya find your phone been disconnected You can't even make no call Ya hung out for your baby, oh, an'she's not there You look in the closet, buddy,

Thinking you can have whoever you please And then you want a kind of me Just give me one dance tonight I'll be your romance for life Uuh uuh, uuh uuh Calling Darlene, calling Louise I, I, I heard that you were calling Darlene, calling Louise Talking 'bout

I got my head on a swivel I got my head on a swivel, swivel I can send a missile Eyes peeled when I wiggle This is not a starter pistol (No, no) I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah) If you need me just whistle Call a few plays then break the huddle

I can’t believe that someone like you Surrenders every element of you And you abuse it So someone you love, you really love May never seen the wonderful in you Why, it’s why you do it Then I don’t know why they call you A dane when you look in the mirror

Tired as fuck The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up See now then Or get so high that you can't let go I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin Can't and won't you will and can It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of Being aloft,

I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

There you are You're there with open arms Can't see when I'm falling Losing myself But then I hear you calling Only you know me the way you know me Only you forgive me when I'm sorry Even when I messed it up

London calls me a stranger I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two Can't control what I'm into