And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town Oh yeah, get up

I just need somebody to love. I need somebody, I-I need somebody, I don't need a whole lot but coming from you I admit I I don't need nothing else, I promise girl I swear. Oh oh for you I'd write a symphony! I'd tell the violins It's time to sink or swim

Farewell to old friends Oh, where'd you go? Let's raise a glass to the bitter end The words that you said They still ring in my head Don't you know We say goodbye With a tear in our eye It's alright, you can sleep tonight

How do I get to heaven? The truth runs wild So I'm counting to fifty Counting to fifty, counting to fifty Without losing a piece of me Without changing a part of me All my time is wasted Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh So if I'm losing a piece of me

Like one more time if our love ever grows cold And this new thrill somehow grows old Oh, when forever for us is no more Don't tell our friends, baby Let me be the first to know When you no longer care When my dreams, you no longer share Tell me before it

Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart When you go, what you leave is a work of art On my chest, on my heart And my love is yours but your love's not mine And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find She went out

No sacrifice at all Cold, cold heart Hard done by you Some things look better, baby Just passing through And it's no sacrifice Just a simple word It's two hearts living In two separate worlds

Ay, oh, ay, oh, oh We gotta make it work, work Oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah

And he would play, In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town, Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from miles around. And all the girls from there to Austin, Were slipping away from home and putting jewelery in hock. To take the trip, to

So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow