I got ma nuts from a hippy In a camper van on Saturday night I got ma nuts from a hippy In a camper van on Saturday night I got ma nuts from a hippy
Sleepy eyes It's time to rise It must be well past afternoon I know you Got a wonderful view I am familiar with the ceiling But when tomorrow comes You
' that way is so hard All she wanted was security A man with a job and a car, baby You'd think I oughtta be happy On a hill with a view of the stars But
Sleepy eyes, it's time to rise It must be well past afternoon I know you got a wonderful view I am familiar with the ceiling But when tomorrow comes
look back on all the times you had the automobile Aside from a few interesting saturday evenings You got to admit that one of the nicest times of all Was a sunday afternoon
? There's no hot water And the cold is running thin Well, what do you expect from The kind of places you've been living in? Don't drink from that cup
at all So I?ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view I?m a butterfly, what more can I do?? One afternoon, the butterfly asked the
friends Shootin shit half wit politics Rockin til 12:09 'till the neighbor up above Didn't like our points of view So we regressed by breaking glass From
Arthur lying down dreaming a dream Woke up to realise life wasn't as it seems Four walls a bed and a wonderful view But he's feeling lonely without the
Hear me now, I'm calling out for you Pleading for your love You're falling from my view And there's nothing I can do I'm waiting in the afternoon For
Your prettiness is seeping through Out from the dress I took from you, so pretty And my emptiness is swollen shut Always a wretch, I have become so empty
to share 'Cause all alone here with you The little things will do Everyone's always reaching for brass rings As for me, I'm content with the view When the afternoon
a maudlin motion picture. A theme song in search of a movie, I've got the perfect script to match this tune. Who really knows what goes on in the afternoon
There was a sound split all the heavens apart In the northern view out in a southern spark Oh, I will be with you running from the rain When it reaches
through our coats The abandoned car came into view Finding one door open We gave a cry and dove inside And that was where We spent the afternoon Afternoon
've thought of you Lying in your bed with the ocean view Not me for company Don't shake me up There'll be a time when I'm far from you When I will see
a wrist in a bowl of warm water -and even that had its drawbacks despite good Roman precedent. Falls from a cliff were positively vulgar in view of the
face comes into view You think you've got a pretty good lie You say you slept at Mary Lou's You open the door You start telling lies But then from the