I opened the gates up.Hey, Screw... Did you miss me?Jimmy, I see that you found a new friendWarden, come down here and kiss me helloCuz I'm back home in Huntsville again.This suit ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
The morning sun touched lightly onThe eyes of Lucy JordanIn her white suburban bedroomIn a white suburban town,As she lay there 'neath the covers,Dreaming of a thousand lovers,Till...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Now a friend of mine, way back in Chicago
You know, he finally made his pile.
Well he got himself a mansion on Butler and Sheff
An' he was livin' in the latest style;
But I run in...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Beware of lovers, who close their eyesThey could be hiding a thousand liesYou never know who they fantasizeBeware of lovers who close their eyesIt might be a stranger, or your best...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Boy: I see you're all along sittin' in the bar.Can I sit down beside ya, Blue Eyes?Girl: Well, you see my boyfriend just went into the wash roomAnd he'll be right backAnd he's seve...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker,Eatin' candy-coated cashews, sippin' orange lemonade,While a sweet young thing fans the flies from off his eyebrows.He's dozin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Many dark and dreary days have gone and passed me bySince you took my heart and dashed it to the ground.Many long and lonely nights I'd lie and wonder whyYou could take your love a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
I used to be a prancer,A one-eyed song and dancer,But eyes for true romanceI didn't even try.I'd get 'em and forget 'em,But I never could stay with 'em,Cause I thought my well of l...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
In a pad with no heat, up on Sullivan Street
The last of the hipsters lay dyin'
Wearin' his shades, so like no one could tell
Like whether or not he was cryin'
All the junkies and ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein
Perched on a purple plastic stoolAt the Hollywood-Mexo-Eato,Tryin' to talk my way intoA free beef/bean burrito,When a shriveled old man in a brown straw hat,He sits down next to me...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Shel Silverstein