It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don’t matter, anyhow An’ it ain’t no use to…
What’s the matter with me I don’t have much to say Daylight sneakin’ through the window And I’m still in…
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the…
Tomorrow night Will you remember what you said tonight? Tomorrow night Will all thrills be gone? Tomorrow night Will…
They’re selling postcards of the hanging They’re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus…