I Could Sleep (The Wuss Song)
The rhythm of life is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would
say
Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar the sirens have long given
waves
Dark as the murky graveyard of sailors whispering secrets told in the
crashing waves
The beating of hearts set walls to trembling the power of silence
persuades
The stumbling feet stagger predestined we all end up wild eyed and
crazed
And from the madness most jaded of vision reflections of horror invade
Running and falling relinquish y
The Wild West Is Where I Want To Be
Along the trail you'll find me lopin'
Where the spaces are wide open,
In the land of the old A.E.C. Yee-hoo!
Where the scenery's attractive,
And the air is radioactive,
Oh, the Wild West is where I wanna be.
'Mid the sagebrush and the cactus
I'll watch the fellows practice
Droppin' bombs through the clean desert breeze. A-ha!
I'll have on my sombrero,
And of course I'll wear a pair o'
Levis over my lead B.V.D.'s.
I will leave the city's rush,
Leave the fancy and the plush,
Leave the snow and leave the slush
And the crowds.
I will seek the desert's hush,
Where the scenery is lush,
How I long to see the mush-room clouds.
'Mid the yuccas and the thistles
I'll watch the guided missiles,
While the old F.B.I. watches me. Yee-hoo!
Yes, I'll soon make my appearance
(Soon as I can get my clearance),
'Cause the Wild West is where I wanna be.