Tin Man
Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 2:39 pm
Trying to mellow out before I do something I really regret. Music helps. Air's Cherryblossom Girl is sublime (one of the joys of the yahoo radio station is it throws up stuff you wouldn't necessarily search for). But how about these old hippies:
Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
etc----America, circa early 1970s
Sometimes late when things are real
And people share the gift of gab between themselves
Some are quick to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles
Oh, Oz never did give nothing to the tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
etc----America, circa early 1970s