Where I long to be

You know when your mind wanders away,

Back to happier times,

You remember your childhood loves,

The first time you listened to your favorite band,

Or the first time that a person held your hand,

And you look around at your life today,

And you ask yourself,

When did the person you used to be went away,

'Coz now the good times ain't as good,

And the happy times aren't as gay,

But the bad times sure are bad,

As the sad times are surely the saddest ones,

If only you could go back,

To when everything was magical,

When love was just automatical,
You didn't have to pray for it to be reciprocal,

To when a handshake was a real one,

When it wasn't a prelude to the stab to come,

To when everything was so simple,

Now it's all complicated and radical,

Take me back and leave me,

Where I long to be.

You go through your old school pictures,

Then you look at your face in the mirror,

You begin to realize that you ain't gonna be young again,

Then you understand that someday your story will end,

It hits you like a freightrain, one day you'll die,

But you've gotta pick yourself up off the floor, open up the door,

And go out to live 'til you die, it ain't no time to sit around and cry,

Though at times you'll go

If only I could go back,

To when everything was magical,

When love was just automatical you didn't have to pray for it to be reciprocal,

To when a handshake was a real one,

When it wasn't a prelude to the stab to come,

To when everything was so simple,

Now it's all complicated and radical,

Take me back and leave me,

Where I long to be.

ARealRock'N'Rolla

The only way I know how to be

I ain't never been the kind of man to say things,
Wordlessly,
Guess all these eyes o' mine can do is see,
Perhaps it's my fault, I've always been too lazy,
To teach them how to speak.


I've never had a good way with words either,
It takes the longest time, for these fingers to write,
Anything worth while reading,
Can't be blamed for being a quiet guy,


I never say anything,
Unless it's worth saying something,
And when I do, it comes out wrong,
Think that explains why I'm always on my own,
Maybe people get offended too easily,
Or maybe ev'ry time my tongue lets loose it crosses a line,
But this is the only way I know how to be.


My old lady asked me something the other night,
Can't remember wot it was,
Guess it wasn't too important 'coz I didn't reply,
She told me I didn't care 'bout anything she said,
And I told her not always, only at times,
She slapped me across the face and threw me out,
That's wot I get for saying wot's really on my mind,


But it ain't that I'm a bad guy,
I just can't seem to get along with lying,
I always say wot I feel whether I'm wrong or right,
Guess we'll find out, in time,

I never say anything,

Unless it's worth saying something,

And when I do, it comes out wrong,

Think that explains why I'm always on my own,

Maybe people get offended too easily,

Or maybe ev'ry time my tongue lets loose it crosses a line,

But this is the only way I know how to be.


ARealRock'N'Rolla