Adam Duritz, CC
"Theyre wakin up Maria
cause everybody else has got some place to go
She makes a little motion with her head,
rolls over, and says shes gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said Im sorry to Maria
for all the cold-hearted things that I have done
I said Im sorry by now at least once
to just about everyone
She says Ive forgotten what Im supposed to do today
And it slips my mind what Im supposed to say
Were getting older and older and older
and always a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes
and its more than your heart will allow
And August and everything after
you get a little less than you expected somehow
Well I stumbled into Washington Square
just as the sun began to rise
And I laid down on the lawn of the cathedral
and laid down and the shadow of St. Marys in the sky
And Im just one of these late model children
waiting for the king
But there aint no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
its just me and Im playin this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see
You know one day youre Daddys little angel
The next day youre everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
and they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after
Im after everything
I said yeah yeah yeah yeah - lalala
Well you got your reservations
and you got your seven-million dollar home
You got the number of some girl in New York City
whos always wide awake
so you never spend the night alone
You got a nasty little habit
of peekin down the shirts of all the little girls
as they pass you by
And I wonder when it all catches up to you
and they finally take you down
are you gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fuckin filthy hands off of me
Yeah well I hope you werent expecting to crucify me
The best that they can do
is to hang me from the nearest tree
Its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my knees
And August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed for me
I said yeah yeah yeah lalala...
They came down from North Dakota
with confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning showgirl
and dancing with their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel line
So Im going down to Los Angeles
to plead for my immediate release
And the lawyer says, yeah well let you go
but you gotta give us a better reason
than please, please, please
But I no longer know how to pray
I live in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I, I change my spots over and over
but they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
looking for the place where the buffalo roam
In August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
And I said in August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
I said oh yeah yeah yeah lalala"
adios muchacho's.....for now.......until the next drunken depressed filled stupor......(he he, i love talking to myself, anybody ever visit here?)null
"Theyre wakin up Maria
cause everybody else has got some place to go
She makes a little motion with her head,
rolls over, and says shes gonna sleep for a couple minutes more
I said Im sorry to Maria
for all the cold-hearted things that I have done
I said Im sorry by now at least once
to just about everyone
She says Ive forgotten what Im supposed to do today
And it slips my mind what Im supposed to say
Were getting older and older and older
and always a little further out of the way
You look into her eyes
and its more than your heart will allow
And August and everything after
you get a little less than you expected somehow
Well I stumbled into Washington Square
just as the sun began to rise
And I laid down on the lawn of the cathedral
and laid down and the shadow of St. Marys in the sky
And Im just one of these late model children
waiting for the king
But there aint no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
its just me and Im playin this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see
You know one day youre Daddys little angel
The next day youre everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
and they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after
Im after everything
I said yeah yeah yeah yeah - lalala
Well you got your reservations
and you got your seven-million dollar home
You got the number of some girl in New York City
whos always wide awake
so you never spend the night alone
You got a nasty little habit
of peekin down the shirts of all the little girls
as they pass you by
And I wonder when it all catches up to you
and they finally take you down
are you gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fuckin filthy hands off of me
Yeah well I hope you werent expecting to crucify me
The best that they can do
is to hang me from the nearest tree
Its midnight in San Francisco
and Im waiting here for Jesus on my knees
And August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed for me
I said yeah yeah yeah lalala...
They came down from North Dakota
with confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning showgirl
and dancing with their shirt off
in some Las Vegas hotel line
So Im going down to Los Angeles
to plead for my immediate release
And the lawyer says, yeah well let you go
but you gotta give us a better reason
than please, please, please
But I no longer know how to pray
I live in dog town and its a Dalmatian parade
And I, I change my spots over and over
but they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
looking for the place where the buffalo roam
In August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
And I said in August and everything after
man them buffalo aint never comin home
I said oh yeah yeah yeah lalala"
adios muchacho's.....for now.......until the next drunken depressed filled stupor......(he he, i love talking to myself, anybody ever visit here?)null