Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Ian Hunter, Fare thee well, gentle maid I'll see you on your way And
By Ian Hunter, Genocidal tendencies are silly to extreme After all you're still quite
By Ian Hunter, I hear a thousand drums a million miles away I feel
By Ian Hunter, (ian hunter) You used to float just like a boat upon
By Ian Hunter, Well, I picked her up on a Saturday night [Incomprehensible] poison
By Ian Hunter, Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl I'm a
By Ian Hunter, Lonely days, lonely nights Hoping thing's gonna turn out right You had
By Ian Hunter, Driving off in the rain and snow Oh, the jets ain't