Me Liga
I saw the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim, one occurs to me
If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole
I saw the worst bands of my generation
Applied by magic marker to dry wall
I should be allowed to shoot
Just Out Of Reach
Love that runs away from me
Dreams that just won't let me be
Blues that keep on both'rin' me
Chains that just won't set me free
Too far away from you and all your charms
Just out of reach of my two open arms
Each night in dreams I see your face
Mem'ries time cannot erase
Then I awake and find you've gone
I'm so blue, I'm all alone
So far away from lips so sweet and warm
Just out of reach of my two open arms
(That lonesome feeling all the time)
(Knowing you cannot be mine)
Dreams that hurt me in my sleep
Vows that we could never keep
Too far away from lips so sweet and warm
Just out of reach of my two open arms