Oh, oh oh, oh, oh We could all be blown to pieces Because time's a ticking bomb We could all be dead tomorrow But our love will carry on 'Cause when you know, your days are numbered And you're looking in my eyes It's not the end, 'cause the energy never

Private Eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know

Private eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know

Oh-oh, yes I'm the great pretender Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal Oh yes I'm the great pretender Just laughin' and gay like a clown I seem to be what I'm not, you see Pretending that you're still around Pretending that I'm doing well My

You're moving too fast Frames can't catch you when You're moving like that Slow down everyone Brushfire fairytales Itsy bitsy diamond wells Big fat hurricanes Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down

Just the way you look tonight Someday when I'm awfully low When the world is cold I will feel a glow Just thinking of you And the way you look tonight Oh, but you're lovely With your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

The General Lee I'm the Gerneral Lee, A pistol pumpin', steel belted cavalry. I'll never let you down when you're riding with me; Buckle up and I'll show you what I mean. Take a look back there: Sirens blownin', red lights flashin' everywhere; I'm a

So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day Oh my name is Jock Stewart I'm a canny gun man And a roving young fellow I've been I have acres of land I have men at command I have always a shilling to spare Well I

What about the love? What about the nights I gave to you? You're acting like there's nothing left to lose What about the love we fell into? But what about the love? Can you tell me who to follow? When there's no one left around, oh You've been