You appear stage left all searching for your plan of life Youth of course on your side as they play the drum and fife Tryin' to get you marching to the worn out song they preach About how things you hope for are so very out of reach Can't they even remember When they had hopes And dreams? Adolescence fled; the adolescents sang; while you -- you had no chance Then before you even knew your wife...

Icicles on my spine my boots feel empty I see the world around me through the corners of my eyes White girls lied to me no great surprise at all when I think of what you mean to me I shake and then I fall Lost control again today repeats You're not one of them you're pure you're something special yeah that's for sure You are my electric got a black jag for you that's why I call you my sweet va...