May
Hopelessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise
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The look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream
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The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
April
No, you couldn't call Jesse a babe in the woods
He's just weak in self-defense
Cause he's so thin skinned
He can't take a joke at his expense
"You're a push down window," says Rowdy Yates
"I can run you up and down
Anytime I want
I can make you my dancin'
My dancin' clown!"
You're my dancin' clown
Dancin' dancin'
My dancin' clown
Dancin'
You're my dancin' clown
Dancin' dancin' dancin'
My dancin' clown
Rowdy Yates is as bold as Jove
He's all chide and snide and bluff
Stuck in the romantic tradition
Of acting rough and tough
"You're always charging through," says Jesse
Nervous, lookin' all around
To see who's seein' him bein' a dancin'
A dancin' clown
He's a dancin' clown
Dancin' dancin'
A dancin' clown
Dancin'
He's a dancin' clown
Dancin' dancin' dancin'
A dancin' clown
March
Je hoeft niets op te biechten
Dat weet mijnheer pastoor
Want op het altaar staat de wijn ook voor
Ook hij neemt dan een slokkie
Hij zegt alleen geen proost
Hij zegt amen dat is dan zijn toost
Het staat echt in de bijbel
Geloof het maar of niet
Johannes schreef hem zelf of luister naar dit lied
Waarom zou 't drinken toch 'n zonde zijn
Jezus maakte rode wijn
'T Was eerste een glaasje water
Maar 't had zo weinig smaak
Waarom zou 't drinken toch 'n zonde zijn
Jezus maakte rode wijn
We proosten op het leven
Het bier en rode wijn
Het kan geen zonde zijn
February
Ten years ago on this day, my heart was yearning
I promised I would never ever be returning
Where my baby broke my heart and left me yearning
As we walked into the room, there were faces
Staring, glaring, tearing through me
Someone said welcome to your doom
Then they smiled with eyes that looked as if they knew me
This is scaring me
​
We walked up the stairs still concealing gloom
There were two girls sitting in my room
She walked up to my face
And said this is the place
You said meet you right here at noon
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This is heartbreak hotel
Welcome to heartbreak hotel
So this is heartbreak hotel
This place is heartbreak hotel
January
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Let me tell you about a place you might know
Maybe you've even been there
It's on the corner of the old main road
A place all the locals know
A cup of coffee and the weekends news
The farmers come when it's raining
All day long it's a revolving door
Of shaves and clippers humming
It don't matter where they're coming from
It don't matter where they're going
All they needed was to turn off the phone
From what there ain't no way of knowing
So they come in here and they can be Casanova
Tell ya tall tales you can't believe what they've told ya
It all stays here when they get their little moment alone
At the barbershop, oh uohu
At the barbershop, oh uohu