Funky Squaredance

Hopeful days and stormy nights

I ain't got much to win, not much to lose

Under the burden of my loneliness

It feels so hard to win, so hard to lose

I won't enjoy my collection of stamps

When I'm six feet under the ground



Lonely streets and dusty roads

Lord it's a long way to go back home

Under the burden of your heart of stone

You shrug your shoulders as I decompose

Please keep a eye on those red haired boys

Someday they'll play drum with my shinbones

Now your chewing-gum on my coffin

Take me where I long to be



I can't believe that you want me to wear

The evening tails that will fit my corpse

I don't need a tuxedo

There's no bouncer in the after world

I only just left my dying bed and

Your making curtains out of my shroud

Don't you dig my grave with some excavator

Use a blood stained sword and a snow-white horse..please..



A last ride in the city's hearse

Few miles away from heaven above

A few more minutes 'till they bury me

A few more weeks 'till worms lick my bones

I won't enjoy my collection of stamps

When I'm five feet under the ground

Stormy days and lonely nights

Lord it's a long way to go back home



Funky square dance part2

Seems so glad my place is full

When you're dancing all my way

What a cruel way to threat a friend

Live my life in dignity

Well I must confess

Looking for a place

Everybody has to demonstrate

Everybody has a C-U-A

Figure out a real way to see

Mine is the love that you give

Remember all the things that you seen

Doesn't all the goal there was seen

Nothing I could fuck-up in years

Love got a little seers

Giving me a real sev of seers

Spering me my P-A-s-D

Giving lot of hole lot recive

Heaven sent T-N-T

Ohh can't go for the loves and

I can't goals in my mind

I remember all the years that I tried

Buried in a P-A-S-D

With all love and many day and

many night droped in heas

Troubled in a heaven fantasy

Heaven knows what I'm gonna do

Living in a lonesome avenu

Darling I'm a P-L-S-D

Going all the love I receive

K-A-I-E-E- E-L-E-I-S-O-N

Everybody, knows god demonstrate

Everybody has a T-A-U

These the things that I would do

Figure out a real avenue

What mathers is the love that you give