Make a dent in the shovel Run the mud through the sieve Paste your hopes on a wind mill blade And plant it up on the hill. A pencil sharpened with a putty knife A pretty girl as a pretty nun Maybe you wake and think this is great I just want somewhere to

Is anybody loving you these days Midnight stoplight, happens every time Pretty girl in a car No resemblance whatsover I wonder how you are Constant question poundin' in my brain Lonesome pillow, sun comes yellow I reach across the bed