I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

Every time I rise, you fall away It's the same story day after day You're voice is like poison You can't be me I've heard it all before The murmurs and the whispers I don't listen anymore (Fall away) (I'll call you out)

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along

Time goes by so slowly Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you Time goes by so slowly for those who wait No time to hesitate Those who run seem

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Love starts with a toothbrush Everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing Just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know A Bic razor and a Dixie cup A little

Na-na, na-na-na, na Friday can't come fast enough Here's to another week gone Raise 'em up and sing along Let the good times roll when the guitars play Alarm clock, ding-dong, pants up, boots on Coffee, cigarette, blue-collar breakfast Hard hat, fork

And I know what time it is now. I didn't know what time it was Oh, what a lovely time it was, How sublime it was too! I didn't know what day it was Warm like the month of May it was, And I'll say it was grand. Grand to be alive, to be young, To be mad,

It's an illusion Can't believe what you hear Don't believe what you read Here and gone in a day Not what it seems this American dream Just drifting away After all that we've seem A complete waste of time Just a nursery rhyme