On a razor's edge At the first sign of light The car was packed While the house was quiet And my sister slept As we started the drive To California Where it's warmer Gonna start a new life Gonna miss Ohio but this time We're gonna get it right Station wagon tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast And the days move fast On northern plains And I read the maps The prairie grass moved In the wind like waves And we can't look back Some men you just can't save We had our reasons for leaving It's better this way Gonna miss Ohio but I'm not Gonna miss the rain Station wagon tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio Ohio Goodbye blue house Goodbye red door Abandoned worlds where we would drink on weekends There's magnet's pulling from the ocean floor I can't forget The way you looked when we were leaving Tires, flying Katie's counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes State lines and capitals go rushing By as I'm trying to find A station on the radio Everything's gonna be better on the west coast Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio

Great Jah who provide bread and water for I I've got to praise him, you know For all this, yes. I'm alone in the wilderness I'm alone Reach out my Jah I'm alone in the wilderness We told and take for I and I and I Ooh and I'm alone Jah be my help all day, all day and night When I'm with one of these desert I say a prayer, Oh yes it answer I Jah Rastafari and it's an African joy I'm alone in the wilderness Jah I'm alone Reach your hand, mighty Jah I'm alone in the wilderness Only Jah would hear my plea Said I'm not your To any or anyone And when you're going to read some of prayer Just read it sincerely from your heart The weekend is come, yeah, when there any sound Even through the great You've got to bow down and not defeat, yeah I'm alone in the wilderness I'm alone With Jah I'm alone in the wilderness I prepare to take my medicine That's why I sing The sweetest song For you to realize But when I'm alone Only Jah Be the strength of my survival In this revival I ask myself How can I get over? But Jah Come up in my pram only I'm alone in the wilderness, yeah I'm alone Charged with lightening I'm alone in the wilderness Only Jah can be my call Jah is very kind To every mankind So don't you give your prayer to another And send who I know not Praise the rightful king And sing a little song And maybe play on his arm Sincerely and Jah take.

I took the train home, facing backwards Another hopeless chase Echo Park, indian summer I wrote a new song about your new life Like steps I retrace Block letters in your little black notebook, yeah Flashbacks get me close, I'm almost there Headlights in the driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Out there on the high dive You dance with your headphones on And I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's A black jacket, a blue motorbike Pass the mission in the moonlight Teenagers in the alley kissing Smell the gas burn, saw your street sign I'm doing eighty in a forty-five Throwing shadows you could hear if you listen, yeah Flashbacks get me close, I'm almost there Headlights in the driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Out there on the high dive You dance with your headphones on And I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's Flashbacks get me close But I'm staring at someone else's Headlights in your driveway You stand in the window waiting The stars are out tonight One million fires burning Meet me on the high dive You'll dance with your headphones on So I could watch you all night long Dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Oh, dancing to someone else's song Someone else's song, To someone else's song To someone else's, someone else's, someone else's song

You can pick yourself up You can start walking straight Tonight you're the life of the party When the bar lights come on at your paper parade You don't have to chase down the moon 'Cause I'll leave the light on for you It's not your birthday And it's not the fourth of July Tomorrow's a work day You've got a life and a spaceship to fly You've got a woman and a beautiful yellow-haired daughter Come back to earth, kid You know that you can't chase the stars underwater You can play all the notes You can write all the words You headlined in all the big cities But when the spotlights are off and the crowds have gone home You could be going home too It's not your birthday This isn't Mardi Gras either Tomorrow's a work day You've got a life and a spaceship to fly You've got a good job and a beautiful yellow-haired daughter Come back to earth, kid You know that you can't chase the stars underwater It's not your birthday You should be done waking up on the floor Come back to earth, kid Don't you know you're not a kid anymore? You married a good girl She gave you this beautiful yellow-haired daughter Come back to earth, kid You know that you can't chase the stars underwater No, it's not your birthday It's not your birthday It's not your birthday It's not your day So blow out your candles It's better than letting them burn out

Well, I've walked these streets A virtual stage, it seemed to me Makeup on their faces Actors took their places next to me Well, I've walked these streets In a carnival of sights to see All the cheap thrill seekers The vendors and the dealers, they crowded around me Have I been blind, have I been lost inside Myself and my own mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have seen? Well, I've walked these streets In a spectacle of wealth and poverty In the diamond market the scarlet welcome carpet That they just rolled out for me And I've walked these streets In the madhouse asylum they can be Where a wild eyed misfit prophet on a traffic island stopped And he raved of saving me Have I been blind, have I been lost inside Myself and my own mind? Hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have seen? Have I been wrong, have I been wise To shut my eyes and play along Hypnotized, paralyzed By what my eyes have found By what my eyes have seen What they have seen Have I been blind? (Blind) Have I been lost? (Lost) Have I been wrong? (Have I been wrong?) Have I been wise? (Have I been wise?) Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found? (By what my eyes have found?) In that great street carnival Have I been blind? (Blind) Have I been lost? (Lost) Have I been wrong? (Have I been wrong?) Have I been wise? (Have I been wise?) Have I been strong? Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized By what my eyes have found? (By what my eyes have found?) In that great street carnival In that carnival (It's crazy, yeah) (Have I been hypnotized, mesmerized) (By what my eyes have found?) (By what my eyes have found) (In that great street carnival)

Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't keep it from me. Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world's gonna fall at my feet. It's all coming to me. Going down picking when it's harvest time, Gonna get my share, gonna get what's mine for me. Sun is a-blazing down but I don't mind; I'm picking, I'm digging, it's harvest time for me. When I get my little eye on it, When I get my little mind on it, you best believe. Ole sweet tooth aching in my head, Gonna fill my belly to the brim, oh yes indeed! Hive is a-buzzing in a hollow tree And I don't care if I gotta kill a little honeybee. When I get my little eye on it, When I get my little mind on it, you best believe. Oh my, it's all coming to me. Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't keep it from me. Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world is gonna fall at my feet. It's all coming to me. Pumpin' and a-suckin' till the well is dry, Nobody's booming in these busted times like me. Down in Texas where the cattle don't roam Oil is a-dripping and the savings and loans, they bleed. When I get my little eye on it, When I get my little mind on it, you best believe. Oh my, it's all coming to me. Papa came along and he shook the tree; Down came a bushel and a peck for me. Papa shooed away all the honeybees. Papa dug a well and it flowed for me. Papa caught the mother-lode fish for me. Papa set a fire and it burned for me. Papa put a skillet in the flame to fry; Papa filled this little silver spoon of mine. Papa said the Lord took a shine to me. Papa said I gotta set the whole world free. Papa said how it's gonna be.

Griselda is greedy, I'm sorry to say. She isn't contented with four meals a day, Like breakfast and dinner and supper and tea (I've had to put tea after supper-you see Why, don't you?) Griselda is greedy as greedy can be. She snoops about the larder For sundry small supplies, She breaks the little crusty bits Off rims of apple pies, She pokes the roast-potato-dish When Sunday dinner's done, And if there are two left in it Griselda snitches one; Cold chicken and cold cauliflower She pulls in little chunks- And when Cook calls: "What are you doing there?" Griselda bunks. Griselda is greedy. Well, that's how she feels, She simply can't help eating in-between meals, And always forgets what it's leading to, though The Doctor has frequently told her: "You know Why, don't you?" When the stomach-ache starts and Griselda says: "Oh!" She slips down to the dining-room When everyone's in bed, For cheese-rind on the supper-tray, And buttered crusts of bread, A biscuit from the biscuit-box, Lump sugar from the bowl, A gherkin from the pickle-jar, Are all Griselda's toll; She tastes the salted almonds, And she tries the candied fruits- And when Dad shouts: "Who is it down below?" Griselda scoots. Griselda is greedy. Her relatives scold, And tell her how sorry she'll be when she's old, She will lose her complexion, she's sure to grow fat, She will spoil her inside-does she know what she's at?- (Why do they?) Some people are greedy. Leave it at that.