So Many Things
Why an' what's the reason for?
"Not I," says the referee,
"Don't point your finger at me.
I could've stopped it in the eighth
An' maybe kept him from his fate,
But the crowd would've booed, I'm sure,
At not gettin' their money's worth.
It's too bad he had to go,
But there was a pressure on me too, you know.
It wasn't me that made him fall.
No, you can't blame me at all."
Who killed Davey Moore,
Why an' what's the reason for?
"Not us," says the angry crowd,
Whose screams filled the are
Babys Driving
You bring your books along and I can wake up
You are the sacred one and I'm not like that
Ma always said I should be someone else
I'm just myself, I'm just me and if I can't be that then I am...
You are my favourite jinx, you're my bad luck charm
I used to be in love, you used to be alone
Ma always said I should be just like you
I'm just myself, I'm just me and if I can't be that then I am...
You bring your books along and I can't do that
You're as safe and one: I'm not like you
I impress myself, I undress myself
I'll find myself, I touch me and I am...
You used to sleep all day, I try to sleep at night
If I can see you there then I can be all right
Ma always said I should be somewhere else
I'm just myself, I'm just me and if I can't be that then I am...
You bring your books along and I can wake up
You are the sacred one and I'm not like that
Ma always said I should be just like you
I'm just myself, I'm just me and if I can't be that then I am...
You bring your books along and I can't do that
You're as safe and one: I'm not like you
I impress myself, I undress myself
I'll find myself, I touch me and I am...