I can hound you if I need to
Sip your
There was a face on a hoarding
That someone had
I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs
Captain Fantastic, raised and regimented, hardly a hero
Just someone
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my
When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights
There's a dusty old gutter he's lying in now
He's
Snow, cement, and ivory young towers
Someone called us Babylon
Wise men say it looks like rain today
It crackled
Is there anything left, maybe steak and eggs
Waking up