Over the River and Through the Woods
Written by Dewey Bunnell and Gerry Beckley, ©1998
Found on Human Nature.
In this bookcase full of stories
You find some of them are true
Tales of love and glory
Many lives of daring-do
There is mystery and adventure
They lie waiting there for you
So step inside and find the other you
Take the high road tomorrow
But the low road today
Reading other's sorrow
Might just be the only way
The father hears confession
While the mother's feeling blue
These characters do what you want them to
In these pages we consume
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Found on Human Nature.
In this bookcase full of stories
You find some of them are true
Tales of love and glory
Many lives of daring-do
There is mystery and adventure
They lie waiting there for you
So step inside and find the other you
Take the high road tomorrow
But the low road today
Reading other's sorrow
Might just be the only way
The father hears confession
While the mother's feeling blue
These characters do what you want them to
In these pages we consume
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Is It Day Or Night
(Kim Fowley)
I don't like to live alone
Out on the avenue
I can't go back to being straight
I've seen the gutter view
Is it day or night?
Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips
Is it day or night?
White flowers weep
In their warm dust sleep
And its dog eat dog tonight
Back door to insanity
Was ripped from their throats
Street wise hustlers and six string masters
Look cold in their over coats
Is it day or night?
Porcupine kiss, novacaine lips
Is it day or night?
White flowers weep
In their warm dust sleep
And its dog eat dog tonight