I was 18 years old just a research volunteer;
I walked home from the TCBY each night with no fear.
One particular starry 11 o'clock
I went down by the water;
An old man with a burlap bag
Said How you doin' my daughter.
He put me in the hole of his old rusty crawler
And fed me three pills a day to keep me from getting taller.
Learned me the rosary and made me pray to Santiago:
I wish I wish I was back in Chicago.
Up the river to Seville I was rowing and strumming
On my portable guitar my fair lady a humming
The pain, the pain, in Spain falls mainly on me.
The pain, the pain, in Spain falls mainly on me.
1 | Tropical Iceland |
2 | Ex-Guru |
3 | Duplexes Of The Dead |
4 | The End Is Near |
5 | Sing For Me |
6 | Mason City |
7 | I'm Gonna Run |
8 | Lost At Sea |
9 | Smelling Cigarettes |
10 | Crystal Clear |