BeatnikAlright!
He's a rebel, he's a guru, and he's a beatnik
He's a rebel, he's a traitor, and he's a beatnik
He's a runner, and he's in the race to be a beatnik
He's a mentor, and he's a traitor, and he's a beatnik
She's a pebble, he's the water, he's a beatnik
Books Of CaliforniaAll these words I wrote
Those books were mine
From shattered avenues
Lost silver shine
"You can't catch death" wrote my baby girl
But I'd left that street
And I'd left the world
I Close My Eyes And Think Of GodHe said he felt like falling
(I feel like falling)
Said I can't stop drinking
(It helps the fever)
I close my eyes to think of God but he ain't there
I close my eyes to think of you but you ain't there
I close my eyes to think of God but he ain't there
look at you now you're cryingAnd there's no-one to say goodnight to
And the simple English rain
Just breaks her heart again
She looks at her hands
And expects raindrops and pearls
All for her love was had
But she's the MTV girl
Love Without LiesHe's worn the same suit for weeks and moused up his look
He's got a pocket for his walkman and a pocket for his bus book
In order to be smart he'll switch off his brain.
If conditions were different he'd do exactly the same
The same damn way
Again
Cut off my hair
Why I Try to Look So BadI was trying to look so hard
I was trying to find my way
I woke up sleeping
With green eyes, brown eyes
Get them away from me
There's nothing I will regret
There's nothing to forget