The monkeys chatter in the trees
And peel their big bananas
The Caribbean evening brings
Delightful panoramas
The jungle birds all sing their songs
As sunlight heads due west
The girls in string bikinis
Make all the men feel blessed
I love the plump and ripened fruits
Where conchitas drive me nuts
It’s fun to kiss the maidens
So friendly with their b..er..hugs
I do thank these island people
For the *** that they distill
I was meant to flip the bottoms up
In Pina Coladaville

You understand

Your enemy in war

You know they mean

To shoot between the eyes

But lovers tear

Your whole world apart

After they've disarmed you

With a smile

One party cares about the sick
Conservatives don’t give a lick
They think the folks should heal themselves
Or call upon some magic elves
Right wing people are  so blind
Their icon is the money sign
Which party shows a caring soul…
Conservatives don't have that goal

Noble solons help the poor;
The rich have guilt they cannot cure
What they need are warmer souls
Or a night in hell on hotter coals
The message might get thru to them;
Selfishness should be condemned
But right wing minds are seldom kind
They hardly understand God’s mind

One party helps the meek and small
Stands up for handicapped and all
They take the time to help us out
When tough economies come about
Conservatives should know the truth;
Their interests show the awful proof
So they’ll just have to swallow that...
Their God ignores the cruel facts

There's a woman in my arms tonight
She's pretty and full of grace
Ready for me to hold her tight
'Rain kisses on her face
She wants to close the distance here
And live our  fantasy
But just before I take that flight
Your shadow falls on me

I CAN'T GET PAST YESTERDAY AND YOU
NEW LOVES NEVER TAKE THE PLACE OF YOU
A SWEET NEW KISS IS NOT ENOUGH
YOUR LOVING MEMORY SHOWS ITS STUFF
I CAN'T GET PAST YESTERDAY AND YOU

I remember your warm fingertips
Your lips and it was glory
Just one touch and off we'd go
Oh what a warm love story
But I hated those last pages
When you wanted to be free
Cause I'm a prisoner of memories
Oh sweet, sweet misery



Chorus

Bridge:
I'd love to turn it all around
And wake once more with you
But tomorrow's dawn comes breaking
And yesterday shines through

Chorus

Neighborhood’s not changed too much
The house still looks the same
But there stands my old mailbox
With someone else’s name

By that window there she'd hold me tight
We'd listen to the rain
The years roll by before my eyes
The pleasure and the pain

They say that people change with time
I thought we never would
But now I’m just a stranger here
In my old neighborhood

If I don't leave they'll wonder why
I'm out here in the rain
Just talking to a mailbox
With someone else’s name

You cannot drive your dream

Into another’s mind

One way thinking egos

Meet failure every time


You cannot take a man

And hook him by the nose

He’s on his own volition

That’s how free will goes


It's mutual affection

That must enjoin both hearts

They must commit two wills

As one right from the start



The fairies don’t affect it

Two humans plant the seed

If love is one heart short

It never will succeed.

There’s mystic poets
I figure not
And why does thunder
Bring rainbow arcs
When God passed out
Fine minds galore
I must have been
Behind the door
For with galaxies
And inner depths
I'm overcome
With so much breadth
Too much to grasp
And penetrate
There's just too much
Upon my plate
My data base
Should be much greater
My wee gray matter
Won’t hold the data