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Fifty years after the fair
The picture I have is so clear Underneath the clouds in the air Rose the Trylon and the Perisphere And that for me was the finest of scenes The perfect world across the river in Queens Fifty years after the fair I drink from a different cup But it does no good to compare Cause nothing ever measures up I guess just for a second we thought That all good things would rise to the top And how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30s but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair Fifty years after the fair I live in tomorrow town Even on a wing and a prayer The future never came around It hurts to even think of those days The damage we do by the hopes that we raise But how beautiful it was, tomorrow We'll never have a day of sorrow We got through the '30's but our belts were tight We conceived of a future with no hope in sight We've got decades ahead of us to get it right, I swear Fifty years after the fair |
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Today's the fourth of July
Another June has gone by And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky I'm certain I am alone In harbouring thoughts of our home It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past I ought to have gotten it gone Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her" So that's today's memory lane With all the pathos and pain Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless And they're always the same A verse, then a verse, and refrain Oh, baby I wonder if when you are older Someday You'll wake up and say "My God, I should have told her What would it take? But now here I am and the world's gotten colder And she's got the river down which I sold her..." |
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I should be knocking on the door of the pearly gates
Why keep a poor man alive in a job he hates I've heard that good things will come to he who waits I should be riding on a float in the hit parade Instead of standing on the curb behind the barricade Another verse in the doormat serenade Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the box for me Cause it's only black and white and not a lot of each There's a remote on the shelf, but it's out of reach Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put some hope in the bottom of the box for me I need it (Oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top or change the odds Won't you put me on top (oooh, put me on top) Or at least put some hope in the bottom of the box Put me on (oooh, put me on top) Won't you put me on top again (change the odds) Or at least put some hope (oooh, put me on top) Put some home in the bottom of the box Oh, at least put some hope in the bottom of the box |
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Nothing was saving our day
There was nothing to say But you said something anyway Claiming I stepped out of line Which forced you to leave me As if that idea was mine Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started I bet you knew it would come That's just like you to sit back And just play it dumb One word of warning would help But that sacrifice was made Trying to save yourself Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing Stopping it all Before it even started Maybe that's just how I am To fall where I stand Or I'm weak for that kind of man One who looks helpless and brave But you turned into a coward I don't care for the parts you saved Oh, you stupid thing Speaking of course as your dear departed Oh, you stupid thing It wasn't me that you outsmarted Oh, you stupid thing... |
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You see me as a judge
Though I deny it And hold me like a grudge Then justify it But when you take such pains In searching for something that explains Please, take a good look at our remains Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And maybe there's room for compromise But signs that I get say otherwise Say anything, cause I've heard everything As hopeless as it seems I wouldn't worry You'll get your chance to tell Your side of the story While you're raising your right hand Whatever defenses you had planned Remember that when you take the stand If you were everything you say Things would be different today And though I'd be happy to believe I'd have to be much more naive Say anything, I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... So why do I refuse The truth, when I clearly cannot use The comfort of one more lame excuse Cause if you were everything you say Things would be different today And if you were everything you swear We wouldn't be beyond repair If you were everything you say Things would be different today And if there has got to be an if Get it over with Say anything, 'cause I've heard everything... Now I've heard everything... |
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So he's retired
Lives with his sister in a furnished flat He's got this suit that He'll never wear outside without a hat His hair is white but he looks half his age He looks like Jimmy Stewart in his younger days And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you My mother's calling From where she's living up in Troy, Vermont She tries to tell me A father figure must be what I want I've always thought age made no difference Am I the only one to whom that's making sense? And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you The day I met him he was raking leaves In his tiny yard Of course I know that We've only got ten years or twenty left But to be honest I'm happy with whatever time we get Depending on whichever book you read Sometimes it takes a lifetime to get what you need And honestly I might be stupid to think Love is love, but I do And you've waited so long And I've waited long enough for you |
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Well, I guess that this is now the end
Who'd have thought, my old friend We signed the papers and we capped the pen But I remember you from way back when Good evening, ladies and gentlemen Welcome David-what's-his-name-again Things change, the old cliche If we knew now what we knew yesterday Oh, we couldn't give it away I was working at a record store I knew you, you knew the score Some kind of deal is what we're looking for Time came, and disappeared No one steered and it got weirder Help was needed, no one volunteered Things change, you got to wait a bit What made me think that I could weather it? You're down before you even know that You've been hit And through it all I wondered Where the bus was taking you Who knew? Cause even though my one and one Was always making two I never thought that I was breaking you We were victims of the old taboo But people change, we changed too Just make it count before they get to you Cause things change, baby, hold the phone They'll shoot you down like you was Al Capone Oh, you better go it alone Well, I guess that this is now the end Paper signed, forget the pen Wonder if we'll ever meet again? |
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