You're singing that song again and messing around with the words Your actions are camp and you're using words I've never heard And there sits your fan club all ...

I appreciate your friendship, I recall that you were kind, I remember that one phonecall, your words are preying on my mind I look forward to next summer, no, I...

I sat silent talking hot-air like a washroom device, The passing gentry did nothing for me, I was the Three Blind Mice My name was a number posted on the wall M...