Cause I love being here with you I love the East, I love the West North and South, their both the best But I only want go there as a guest I love the sea, I love the shore I love the rocks and what is more You and they never be a bore Singing in the

It's all the same to me Yeah baby if you leave Girl, you can head North, South, East or West Which way you go, I couldn't care less It doesn't matter, if this is where You want to be You can take the couch, you can take the chair It makes no difference,

Wales, certainly in the more central and Southern parts, it'll be a fine dry day Good deal of sunshine to begin with Clouding over somewhat later on. But for Scotland, Northern Ireland and er Back in south-westerly for. Showers, good.

Aw shit, we on the westside Aw shit, we on the southside Aw shit, we on the eastside Aw shit, we on the northside Better hold up Aw shit, we on the southside (aw shit, we on the southside) Aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw shit, aw

I've cried the tears So bring me home My tears flow like a child's in need of love The ground is full of broken stones The last leaf has fallen I have nowhere to turn now Nor east nor west North or south And all that's ahead of me

North of heaven, south of Santa Fe Somewhere north of heaven Where eagles fear to fly Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate The desert meets the sky Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel's face Where the rain don't fall and the grass don't

Cut you like a razor blade She won't cut you like a knife, like a knife That little look in her eyes'll You're blindfolded walking South down the whiskey tracks She's rolling north like a neon train Bolt of lightning in the night Speed of light, you

East to South, North to West Seabirds fly the salty wind See us go, as they go, across the borderlines Can we go, as they go, across the borderlines? I can feel the fear hang heavy on the water Glinting sharply with the pale moonlight Mothers hold on

There's a Northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change And a Northern wind's really makin' me feel kinda strange And when that bird sings from over that silver wall I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go There is a wind, my Billy, and

Smooth operator, smooth operator No need to ask, he's a smooth operator Smooth operator Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale Diamond life, lover boy He move in space with minimum waste and