Beyond the Sun
House in the hills, Beverley Hills
You can't get a thrill
Hold back resistance
Don't need assistance
So follow me babe, you can't go wrong
You know babe I'm comin' back
I'm comin' back strong
I'm comin' back strong
I lived so good, too good, that's Hollywood
I've been the fool
But that ain't cruel
If you want me
You can have me baby
You can take me
If you want me baby
If you want me
You got to pay the price
If you want me take my advice
I'm comin' back strong
One friend in the city, now
The Boy Scouts Of America
Like a birthday card / from a previous year, /
the weather in Chayco / is sparkling and clear. /
The girl lies in bed, / the boy sits in the yard. /
He wants to talk sleep / but he has to keep guard. /
She stirs from her sleep / and she calls for a beer; /
he knows there are none / and pretends not to hear. /
She hears his breath / like she's heard it before. /
She cuddles her sheets / as he slips out the door. /
God had derailed / the Lonestar train /
that can take her away / from sadness and pain. /
He acts like a saint / but the strain really shows; /
The boy scouts of America / taught him all that he knows.