around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And where will she go and what shall she be And what costume shall the poor girl wear And cry behind
home This little piggy cried and cried and cried This little piggy had roast beef And this little piggy had none This little piggy cried and cried and
your methods inside and out And I won't be takin' in by fire and ice Fire and ice, you come on like a flame Then you turn a cold shoulder Fire and ice
? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And
It's been a long time since I Rock and Rolled It's been a long time since I did the Stroll Oh let me get it back Let me get it back Let me get it back
I'm made of hair and bone and little teeth I think I cannot speak I come on like a crippled play thing My spine is just a string I wrapped our love in
I see a bad moon rising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today So don't come 'round tonight It's bound to take
