halt. Please throw down the box sir. And madame please I don't need your money or pearls They call him Black Bart P08. The highway bandit poetry man. Leaving his poem, disappeared. Like a ghost on
Written by Dennis DeYoung. Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung I remember Christopher. such a man. so brave and tall he took the baby Jesus. in his arms. across the waterfall people cried, "he's holy
Houdini. Foster the People. Rise above gonna start a war. Whatcha want whatcha need whatcha come here for. Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight. Takin me down is a prisoners right. Got shackles
The sun came up on the Spanish sea. Our homeland far behind us. Being junted by the King's Navy. It's sure he'd never find us. Pull away, me lads o' the Cardiff Rose. And hoist the Jolly Roger
Hang on St. Christopher through the smoke and the oil. Buckle down the rumble seat and let the radiator boil. Got an overhead downshift and a two-dollar grill. Got an eighty-five cabin on an
(Roger Taylor). . Tonight, we're painting this town red. Tonight, we legislate on blue. Tonight, we paint your mother green. Act out all our dreams and we'll celebrate me and you. Yeah we'll
(Roger Taylor). . I went to the ukraine. They don't have much to eat. No sugar on the table. But the people stay sweet. I've been to the third world. They've got nothing but hope. Through the
(Roger Taylor). . Loneliness. is the greatest curse. And loneliness. is hell on earth. They say it's all in the mind. Well I'm sure that's true. But knowing isn't a cure. It don't help me or
(Roger Taylor). . Same cycle happen every day. Same characters same play. My game plan's become clear. Gotta find a way out of here. There ain't no place to run. No welcome mat in my home. No
