Watching Driving through the night I'm all alone Empty Endless road A thousand miles to go Midnight Five million thoughts Passing in a row Will you Still be waiting there? God only knows I can still see your face in my mind With every turn I take And the wind through my heart feels so cold As it calls out your name Melanie Nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me Melanie Reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free Morning Sun's in my eyes I'm tied to your soul One chance One solitary life How could I let you go? Got a phonecall or was it a dream A voice spoke to me I could swear it was you that I heard Crying desperately Melanie Nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me Melanie Reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free I can still see your face in my mind With every turn I take And the wind through my heart feels so cold As it calls out your name Melanie Nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me Melanie Reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free Melanie Nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me Melanie Reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free

Johnny boy My friend It is the end Of the summertime And the wine In the tree You and me You recall All the tears I had fears You could not stop them from Falling But you did Johnny boy, my friend They're falling again Johnny boy, my friend Stop them again For a lonely girl In the world Of the stone buildings that Would turn brown If they were born in the town Where the trees are grown Johnny boy, i'm all alone Please take Me home Johny boy, my friend Please hold my hand In the middle of the night Whene the world crashes With all its might Johnny boy, if you had pain I would do the same Johnny boy, my friend You gotta Help me again Johnny boy, my friend It is the end It is the end Of the summertime And the wine In the tree You and me You recall All the tears I had fears You could not stop them from falling But you did,Johnny boy Johnny boy, my friend My friend You gotta Help me

Do you have some problems Would you like someone to solve them Would you like someone to share in your misery Well I don't know the answer But I know a flamenco dancer Who will dance for you if you will dance for me Her name's Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band And every Sunday morning When the sermon lines are forming And Saturday night is a memory that I gave She's busy in the pantry Far away from Elmer Gantry Who is busy baking souls that he may save Everybody's soul but Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band At the bar we're gin & scotchin While the F.B.I. is watching And they're tape recording every other word The Bartender is bleeding Pardon me I was just leaving As another cleaver voice repeats absurd absurd Everybody's talking about Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band Her name's Miranda Her name's Miranda Her name's Miranda

Oh mine eyes have seen the glory of the theories of Freud, He has taught me all the evils that my ego must avoid. Repression of the impulses resuling paranoid As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on There was a man who thought his friends to him were all superior And this complex he imagined made life drearier and drearier Till his analyst assured him that he really was inferior As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on Do you drown your superego in a flood of alcohol - or something else - And go running after women till you're just about to fall. You may think you're having fun but you're not having fun at all As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on Oh sad is the masochism, the vagaries of sex Have turned half the population into total nervous wrecks. But your analyst will cure you, long as you can pay the cheques As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on Is your body plagued by aches and pains that you can't understand Compound fractures ingrown toenails, floating kidneys, trembling hands, There's a secret to your trouble: you're in love with your old man As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on Freud's mystic world of meaning needn't have us mystified It's really very simple what the psyche tries to hide: A thing is a phallic symbol if it's longer than it's wide As the id goes marching on. Glory glory psychotherapy, glory glory sexuality, Glory glory now we can be free as the id goes marching on.

Come get me out of this hole Use all your mind control Hey man, tell me, where do I go? You look like someone who knows Soft nails claw the walls Slings and arrows, they're not my fault Think I gave it all that I got I gave it my best shot I'm free 'Cause I'm free Yeah, I'm free 'Cause I'm free Mud and matter, roots and coal Mama, gimme the remote control Transmissions from those in the know Who bathe in the gods galore Sick cities, pillars of salt Temptation, fits and starts Keep repeating, "We're all that they're not" We're gonna give her one last shot There is a light at the top of this hole There is a promise of complete control So come on, tell me, where do we go? You say you're the ones who know I'm free And I'm free 'Cause I'm free And I'm free Come get me out of this hole Come get me out of this hole Come get me out of this hole

Shining like a work of art Hanging on a wall of stars Are you what I think you are? You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side, lighting the sky Always the first star that I find You're my satellite Elevator to the moon Whistling our favorite tune Trying to get a closer view You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side, lighting the sky Always the first star that I find You're my satellite Maybe you will always be Just a little out of reach You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side, lighting the sky Always the first star that I find You're my satellite You're my satellite

I know a movie star I've got her plastered to my wall Just like we're dear old friends Like she already knows me She's as perfect as she seems Lifts me right out the mezzanine I finally fell in love I'd been waiting forever Four, three, two, one When out the barrel of a gun Keep my head way down Stay out I'll stay in. Half dead, half numb She's enough to make me warm It's all so safe and sound. Lie back and fast asleep If you could see what I could see Drip drop a lovely dream Goddamn, you movie star Can't you just stay a minute more We'd be the best of friends You could stay here forever Four, three, two, one When out the barrel of a gun Keep my head way down. Stay out I'll stay in. Half dead, half numb She's enough to make me warm It's all so safe and sound. She will be sweet on me Just like a mystery It's not so hard to see If I'm not mistaken She comes from far away Gets closer everyday And all that I can say She's all I want and all that I live for Four, three, two, one When out the barrel of a gun Keep my head way down Stay out I'll stay in Half dead, half numb She's enough to make me warm It's all so safe and sound