I’ve got a coffee cup with Ringo John and Paul and George
Doesn’t see much morning
Fresh and hazy from another night of wanting more
I’ve been here before and I am holding
Onto some of what you said
The overnight successes are the ones who last for years on end
And then you feel the shower
Of the flowerfall the waving red
The laces hanging down the neck
The gallery is thrilled to death
The matador’s a hero
I’m at the point in life the dots are changing on the DL
I think I’ll roll ’em over
As of late I’m into doing once and thinking twice
Like the odds are mine and I am holding onto
Some of what you said
The overnight excesses are the ones that last for years on end
And then you fel the shower of the
Flowerfall the waving red
The lances hanging down the neck
The gallery is thrilled to death
The metador’s a hero
