It’s a mellow song, a summer song, and it’s all I’ll ever need

One more song is all I have to sing / One more song to see what the future brings.

How can I go on singing love songs / When things are much more bitter than sweet ...

Well his name is Uzi just like the famous machine gun / And with all the noise he makes he might as well have been one ...

I used to be so cool with my hat and beard / In my younger years way back ...

There’s nothing new around in this dead man’s town / Nothing to do in a dead man’s world

Well I tried to sing the blues / But the blues been beaten to death ...

I lay back and think of all the crap / That I’ve been through in my lifetime / It hurts to think ...

How do I pull myself out of this spiral? How does my even keel get restored?

The desperate and pathetic / still try to make their stand / Wounded, killed, and resurrected / Forever and ever in Jughandleland.

Something that keeps me turning right when I need to go left / Down in Jughandleland.

Hey hey hey, ho ho ho / Joey’s gone—say it ain’t so / Hey hey hey, ho ho ho / Joey’s gone, but it was too soon to go.

What mek-a dis night, so diff-a-rent, from all other night.

I lift my eyes to the mountains / From where will come my salvation / I shake my fist at the heavens / To where hides the lord of creation

And when the heat of the moment comes crashing down / We’re gonna keep ourselves high up, keep on hangin’ around

Understand me, and try to see just where I’m coming from / Listen I pray, and hear what I say, and I say it not in fun

I keep looking at that cloud, and I think of how it got there.

Hey Frumie / Love that three-quarter-length skirt / With those colored stockings / And that long sleeved shirt ...

So you don’t know what you came in for / And you can’t take what I got in store / I’ll always be happy to show you the door ...

When all my crazy dreams / Get torn apart at the seams / I can’t get protection!