Sometimes late when things are real And people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And Cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad. So please believe in me When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round Smoke glass stain bright color Image going down, down, down, down Soapsuds green like bubbles Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And Cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad So please believe in me When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round Smoke glass stain bright color Image going down, down, down, down Soapsuds green like bubbles No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man That he didn't, didn't already have And Cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad So please believe in me
Hey, Daddy just lost his pay What did he do it for It never made it through our door He drank the week away
What can a family say There must be a better way Now, Mama don't start to cry Let's give him another try
Pick up the telephone Tell him you want him home To sit and watch the evenings pass And readin' the Leaves of Grass
I'm caught in a closing door It's pinning me to the floor Now, Mama don't start to cry Let's give him another try
I'm caught in a closing door It's pinning me to the floor Now, Mama don't start to cry Let's give him another try
When we're old and gray And the things we say Are the things we rarely mean So why cause a scene When things ain't what they seem 'Cause the end result's the same
Now what can a family say There must be a better way Now, Mama don't start to cry Let's give him another try
This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup And ride that highway in the sky
This is for all the single people Thinking that love has left them dry Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup You never know until you try
Well, I'm on my way Yes, I'm back to stay Well, I'm on my way back home Hit it
This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup She'll never take you down or never give you up You'll never know until you try
Orange and yellow and purple and green The lights of the city at night set the scene Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane Sparkle through the glitter but don't show the pain
In Hollywood Underneath a golden palm tree Hollywood Come to the party the drinks are on me For free
Heartbeats echo through a cavern of love Come to the tavern I'll meet you up above Soaring through the heavens, what a fabulous ride But everybody's heading for the same place to hide
In Hollywood Underneath a golden palm tree Hollywood Come to the party the drinks are on me For free The drink's on me For free The drink's on me For free The drink's on me The drink's on me The drink's on me The drink's on me
For the last time I watched Old Man Took bait his hook And then throw his line Pick up his wine
He's a friend of mine Known him all my life and his wife 'Neath the swayin' pine And the clingin' vine Just before he left
He said now young man Take good care don't let the bugs bite Please make sure to say a word at night For all your brothers feeling blue Blue, blue, blue All the time
So I stayed awhile Took my tea alone, called it home Like a playing child Running wild
Heard a bluejay call Said we got you now Hope you bow To the old man's word I'm sure you heard Just before he left
He said now young man Take good care don't let the bugs bite Please make sure to say a word at night For all your brothers feeling blue Blue, blue, blue All the time
Now young man Take good care don't let the bugs bite Please make sure to say a word at night For all your brothers feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue Feeling blue ...
(Great hits of the sixties) Look the lady's got a photograph Silver framed and velvet backed Well, she took it quite a while ago Funny that she never let me know
What does it matter to me If it doesn't show I just don't know It's only just a memory Just a little history Oh, oh, oh
And now she's wearing satin shoes Gilded hair to pay the dues I guess that I should tip my hat I wonder if she'd think of looking back
What does it matter to me If it doesn't show I just don't know It's only just a memory Just a little history Oh, oh
In the parking lot late at night Paper straws never worked out right I knew I wanted to But didn't know why So I just said "Hi" (Everybody sing along now)
