#AmericanWriters
If we were a rock 'n’ roll band, We’d travel all over the land. We’d play and we’d sing and wear s… If we were a rock 'n’ roll band. If we were a rock 'n’ roll band,
Have you been to the land of happy… Where everyone’s happy all day, Where they joke and they sing Of the happiest things, And everything’s jolly and gay?
Hector the Collector Collected bits of string, Collected dolls with broken heads And rusty bells that would not rin… Twists of wires, worn-out tires,
You may be lookin’ for me but I a… I’m still lookin’ for myself and… When I found who I am and where… And if you come round again maybe… You wanna follow me but honey can’…
Don’t give a dose to the one you… Give her some marmalade... give he… You can give her the willies or gi… But the dose that you give her wil… I once had a lady as sweet as a so…
There was a time when people taked… How they talk and it doesn’t mean… Now picture the scene the day is s… A man meets a friend and asks him… He says I need five to keep me al…
Now I’m warnin’ all you women don… Now you’re talkin’ to a man in a w… Well I’m three parts tiger and on… I’ll ball you to sleep and I’ll b… And I’m so good that I don’t have…
An oak tree and a rosebush grew, Young and green together, Talking the talk of growing things… Wind and water and weather. And while the rosebush sweetly blo…
Where did you get such a dirty fac… My darling dirty-faced child? I got it from crawling along in th… And biting two buttons off Jeremy… I got it from chewing the roots of…
I tried on the farmer’s hat, Didn’t fit’¦ A little too small - just a bit Too floppy. Couldn’t get used to it,
Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s bu… too busy to come to the phone”. Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s tr… to start a new life of her own”. Sylvia’s mother says “Sylvia’s ha…
Big Barney Fitch, he got soddenly… He got a big fancy house in Melbo… With buckets of loot and big black… Acting so haughty and well-born But we of Australia, we’re childr…
She put in her clothes, Then thought she’d get A free bath here At the launderette. So round she goes now,
Well hey Miss Go-Go won’t you st… Cause the song you dance to it got… There’s a lotta things those long… Yeah but the words don’t reach ya Oh where you’re goin’ you dance to…
Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up yo… Let me know where did my baby go w… Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your blac… And bring my baby home bring my ba… I know she didn’t go up to New Yo…