ONCE EVA EVA FOREVER

 Love Etc.

You Need Love

Boy, it's tough Getting on in the world When the sun doesn't shine And a boy needs a girl It's about getting out of a rut You need luck But you're stuck And you don't know how (Don't have to be) A big bucks Hollywood star (Don't have to drive) A super car to get far (Don't have to live) A life of power and wealth (Don't have to be) Beautiful but it helps (Don't have to buy) A house in Beverly Hills (Don't have to have) Your daddy paying the bills (Don't have to live) A life of power and wealth (Don't have to be) Beautiful but it helps (You need more), than a big blank cheque to be a lover or A Gulfstream jet to fly you door to door Somewhere chic on another shore You need more, you need more, you need more You need more, you need more, you need more, you need love You need love You need love Too much of anything Is never enough Too much of everything Is never enough Boy, it's tough Getting on in the world When the sun doesn't shine And a boy needs a girl It's about getting out of a rut You need luck But you're stuck And you don't know how (Don't have to be) A big bucks Hollywood star (Don't have to drive) A super car to get far (Don't have to wear) A smile much colder than ice (Don't have to be) Beautiful but it's nice (You need more), than the Gerhard Richter hanging on your wall A chauffeur-driven limousine on call To drive your wife and lover to a white tie ball You need more, you need more, you need more You need more, you need more, you need more You need love I believe That we can achieve The love that we need I believe Call me naive That love is for free (Don't have to be) A big bucks Hollywood star (Don't have to drive) A super car to get far (Don't have to live) A life of power and wealth (Don't have to be) Beautiful but it helps Beautiful but it helps Beautiful but it helps

Domino Dancing

                                                 Patrick G 5 5

WE CAN DANCE IF YOU WANNA IT TOO

Mind walking on the moon

You need a friend, a partner. To be kissed, touched, squized. To feel...

You need love.

Their job. Location, location, location. your location.

The devil´s tools

Once upon a time in the west

Shot in the dark

Telegraph Road

A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best Made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travelers came walking down the track And they never went further, no, they never went back Then came the churches then came the schools Then came the lawyers then came the rules Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads And the dirty old track was the telegraph road Then came the mines - then came the ore Then there was the hard times then there was a war Telegraph sang a song about the world outside Telegraph road got so deep and so wide Like a rolling river... And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze People driving home from the factories There's six lanes of traffic Three lanes moving slow... I used to like to go to work but they shut it down I got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found Yes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles They can always fly away from this rain and this cold You can hear them singing out their telegraph code All the way down the telegraph road You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights When life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care But believe in me baby and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names 'Cos I've run every red light on memory lane I've seen desperation explode into flames And I don't want to see it again... From all of these signs saying sorry but we're closed All the way down the telegraph road

LOVE

THE ALCHEMY DIARY

Tunel of Love

Private Investigation

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"Private Investigations" 

It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information, It's in a diary This is my investigation, It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports Digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts In this line of work Treachery and treason, There's always an excuse for it And when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got at the end of the day? What have you got to take away? A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies Blinds on a window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life No compensation Private investigations

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Ghosts Riders In The Sky 

ANCHORAGE