Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

I've tried goodbye a hundred times, not one of them true I'm screaming "I don't want you" but you know that I do (nobody like you) But I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone again And all I want, all I want is to feel again There's nobody like you (nobody like

They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy In the house of the rising sun There is a house in Sin City And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in Sin City

I'll morph to someone else If I keep moving, they won't know Defense mechanism mode What they throw at me's too slow I'm just a ghost There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it For "above" is blind belief and "under" is sword to sleeve And "around"

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside Hardly know my name But it's getting better by time I saw something in the mirror

Did you ever watch the one you love Slowly drifting away from you? And you know deep in your heart There is nothing that you can do To make her stay To turn the tide To ease the pain That you feel deep inside When her eyes say it's over and done

Is there anyone finer In the state of Carolina? If there is and you know her With her Dixie eyes blazin' How I love to sit and gaze in To the eyes of Dinah Lee! Yet, every night

Is there anyone finer In the state of Carolina? If there is and you know her, With her Dixie eyes blazin', How I love to sit and gaze in To the eyes of Dinah Lee! Yet, every night,

Still alone, all at sea, Still there's no-one to care for me. When there's no hand to hold my hand, Life is a loveless tale, I don't know what day it is, Or if it's dark out there; Somehow that's just the way it is, And I don't really care! I go to this

Oh child, oh child And I know that I can't pretend that I haven't had my regret From the memories that I've kept, to the history I forget Oh, my father before he left Oh, there's one thing I wish he said "Oh child, just do what you love, 'cause you won't