in a disguise I wore a mustache and I parted my hair And gave the impression that I did not care But oh, the embarrassment, oh, the despair Came the day, helped with a
Walter, remember when the world was young And all the girls knew Walter's name? Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed? Do you
Johnny Thunder lives on water, feeds on lightning Johnny Thunder don't need no one, don't want money And all the people of the town, they can't get through
came I'm the last of the good old fashioned steam-powered trains I'm the last of the good old renegades All my friends are all middle class and gray But I live in a
Big sky looked down on, all the people looking up at the big sky Everybody pushing one another around Big sky feels sad when he sees the children scream
A long, long time ago In the land of idiot boys There lived a cat, a phenomenal cat Who loved to wallow all day No one bothered him As he sat, content
book, a holiday in August Outside a bed and breakfast in sunny Southend Picture book when you were just a baby Those days when you were happy, a long
Baby, you don't know what you're saying Because you're a victim of bright city lights And your mind is not right You think the world's at your feet '
the city There's a village Green, it's been a long time Since I last set eyes on the church with the steeple Down by the village Green 'Twas there I met a
We are the Village Green Preservation Society God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry
in a bad, bad world I'll take you where real animals are playing And people are real people not just playing It's a quiet, quiet life by a dirty old
In a dark and misty house Where no Christian man has been Wicked Annabella mixes a brew That no one's ever seen Relatives have passed her by Too scared
can close my eyes Sitting by the riverside with you, I love sitting down By the riverside, watching the water go flowing by Oh golly gee, it is heaven to be like a
Under a lamp light Monica stands at midnight And every guy think he can buy her love But money can't buy sweet lovin' from Monica Morning to moonshine
pull cards like Vegas, clap my hands then walk away From the table with ya payment How I'm paid? Niggaz are barely a village I spit with a foul mouth like Terrance & Phillip A
and salty air Quaint little villages here and there You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod If you like the taste of a lobster stew Served by a
rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Croquet lawns, village greens Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, Victoria I was born, lucky me In a