Lyrics
Some expressions take me back
like 'hair of gold' and
'sweet mary' and 'running to me'.
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree
As this is to meοΌ
then so to you is something else
That keeps you up long past your bedtime
tearing hair
The sweetest moment comes at last - the waitings over
In shock they stare and cue fanfare
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground -
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town
The sweetest moment comes at least - the waitings over
In shock they stare and cue fanfare
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground -
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town
Playing for blood as grandmasters should
Some obsessions take me back
like 'hair of golf' and 'sweet mary'
And 'running to me'.
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree
like 'hair of gold' and
'sweet mary' and 'running to me'.
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree
As this is to meοΌ
then so to you is something else
That keeps you up long past your bedtime
tearing hair
The sweetest moment comes at last - the waitings over
In shock they stare and cue fanfare
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground -
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town
The sweetest moment comes at least - the waitings over
In shock they stare and cue fanfare
When bobby fischer's plane - plane plane - touches the ground -
Plane plane he'll take those russian boys and play them out of town
Playing for blood as grandmasters should
Some obsessions take me back
like 'hair of golf' and 'sweet mary'
And 'running to me'.
The sweet sweet songs that cloud your eyes - nostalgia supplies
Loredo hihgstreet buried me - beneath an oak tree
