I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I wonder where your are tonight You're probably out on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight In getting in somebody's hair And you always had the knack Fade to black I bet you already made a pass I see a darkened room somewhere You

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive Believes the underdog will eventually survive Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory Where things are not as they seem Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more

Tell me whatcha gonna do when I'm gone Oh and where your gonna go when there's nobody home Tell me whatcha ya gonna do when I'm gone And who's gonna love you when you're all alone Oh whatcha gonna do when I'm gone Who wakes you in the morning time, Who

Lost in California I just wanna burn, I just wanna burn for you baby Wanna get caught, get caught up in your summertime Whisper in my ear, dreamin' disappear, say you'll take me Where the world unwinds There's a long stretch of desert through the canyon

Yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me The irony, I used to iron jeans that had the heavy crease You know my destiny is somewhere over the catastrophe You know your majesty You don't smoke strong, that's muscle atrophy That's such a

I will make my home here Know I was fine before, fine before, fine before My feet ever slow The age that takes me I'll slip out to the mountains Where nobody knows me Do you ever listen Did you know that We could make sounds?

On a body like you Tell me what I gotta do Oh na-na-na La-di-da-di Wanna know how it feels Let me love you like that, honey do I watch you movin', you movin' to me, see where this can go I got you choosin', you choosin' to be somebody to know Say that,

I been drifting along In the same stale shoes In the back of my mind If you thought that you were making your way To where the puzzles and pagans lay I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation Loose ends tying a noose When I wake up Someone will

The candles burned The moon went down The polished hill The milky town Transparent, weightless, luminous Uncovering the two of us On that fundamental ground Where love's unwilled, unleashed, unbound And half the perfect world is found