People get ready You don't need no baggage You just get on board All you need is faith To hear the diesels humming Don't need no ticket I'm getting ready

Oh, you look so beautiful tonight And I miss you when you're not around I'm getting ready to leave the ground In the city of blinding lights The more you see the less you know The less you find out as you go I knew much more then than I do now Neon

Alone again Spend some time away Getting ready for the day you're born again Spend some time alone Understand that soon you'll run with better men No use looking out It's within that brings that lonely feeling Understand that when you leave here

I'm getting ready to let you go Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go I have lost my self respect Oh, baby, I'm getting ready My hands shake, my heart's unsteady Oh, how I once loved you so I know all the magic's gone Wish I had a magic wand I would put a

As it's getting later Heading for the corner And oh, don't let me see you crying 'Cause oh, honey, I'll smoke you 'til I'm dying Early in the morning Just trying to let the sun in And open up my eyes Already running dry

Don't get much better than this It doesn't get much better than this Spent too much time getting ready for this These days it seems like I just can't miss And I must confess It don't get much better than this (Baby, ah) Don't get much better than this

I'm ready to go! I'm living like a landmine Waiting to explode! I'm ticking like a time-bomb Ready to go! I'm a danger to myself And everybody else And I can't hold much longer It keeps getting stronger

I'm getting ready to let you go Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go I have lost my self-respect I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready Oh, baby, I'm getting ready My hands are shakin' My heart's unsteady Oh, how I once loved you so I know all the magic's

Hear me, I'm cryin' out, I'm ready now Turn my world upside down, find me I'm lost inside the crowd, it's getting loud I need you to see, I'm screaming for you to please Can you hear me? Are you listening? Hear me, hear me, hear me

La la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, oh Oh mama, actin' like my life's already over Oh dear, act your age and try another year As I'm getting older, chip up on my shoulder Rolling through life, to roll over and die Missing hippy Jon, salad days are