Texty:
Gees Bee Life In A Tin Can

you're living in Chicago, you're alone. If you're happy living down on the ground, where the crippled and the blind alone can see. I got a feeling God

Sweet simple song of different lights and different shades. The sound of life erupts and fades and all the world must play along. My life has been a song

: The sun shines down on a South Dakota morning, and I can see their faces in my eyes. I wish they were behind me. My enemy can find me if only to remind

t mean a word. You got my face and I'll play your ace, pretend I haven't heard. There's gonna be some confusion. And there's gonna be a day, you'll raise

to turn back now. There ain't no space back there. And how did I begin to lose my self-control? How did I begin to lose my self-control? There ain't a

m saying. But I guess that's not true and you know that's true, but there's a method to my madness. I've played the game, still it's not worth it, like a

of a sudden I saw a new morning. All of a sudden I saw a new morning. All of a sudden I saw a new morning. I saw a new morning. I saw a new morning.

t mean a word. You got my face and I'll play your ace, pretend I haven't heard. There's gonna be some confusion. And there's gonna be a day, you'll raise