#AmericanWriters
There’s a light on in the attic. Though the house is dark and shutt… I can see a flickering flutter, and I know what it’s about. I can see it from the outside,
Some dummy built this pencil wrong… The eraser’s down here where the p… And the point’s at the top - so it… It’s amazing how stupid some peopl…
Well now friends you’ll never gues… I just met the sweetest woman of m… But a friend of mine said, 'Buddy… Don’t you know that girl you’re fo… And that man is big and rough and…
Eight balloons no one was buyin’ All broke loose one afternoon. Eight balloons with strings a-flyi… Free to do what they wanted to. One flew up to touch the sun - P…
Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns
If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a… A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean… If you’re a pertender, come sit by… For we have some flx-golden tales…
I’ve been working so hard you just… And I’m tired! There’s so little time and so much… And I’m tired! I’ve been lying here holding the g…
I’ll tell you the story of Cloony… Who worked in a circus that came t… His shoes were too big and his hat… But he just wasn’t, just wasn’t fu… He had a trombone to play loud sil…
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…
Followin’ the trail on the old t… I came to the spot that said 'D… And four feet down my spade struck… Just where the map said a chest wo… But carved in the side were writte…
In the Grandville greyhound stati… Sittin’ on my suitcase goin’ quiet… All about you and then no feelin’… Uh every man in Grandville says h… Burn your ears if you could hear t…
Runny lent to the wibrary And there were bundreds of hooks’… Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one
In a pad with no heat, up on Sull… The last of the hipsters lay dyin’… Wearin’ his shades, so like no one… Like whether or not he was cryin’. All the junkies and loners
(Daddy what if the sun stop shinin… If the sun stopped shinin’ you’d b… You’d stare at the heavens with wi… And the wind would carry your ligh… And the sun would start shinin’ ag…
Well I was sittin’ up in my crane… Can’t get promoted no matter what… Ah when the forman he comes around… He says hold that load up there fo… Cause I got to check some gear do…