My job is hard to take,
It ain't no piece of cake...

The day I was born,
A robin was on the sill of my nursery...

1st Verse:
Being with you is like owning my own cloud...

I am still here,
Wondering about the time...

I'm through,
I can not listen to another word...

Where are we?
These silhouettes that walk like men...

You are a leaf on the wind,
Floating and flying, never touching down again...

How much more time do we have,
Will it be a million years...

I'm so green with envy; I'm an avacodo,
DROP DEAD, that's my happy motto...

Check out the knitting brows,
You want a piece of the action...

Look at him,
With that blubber gut...

The splash of sunshine
On your face...