Late yesterday night
I saw a light shine from a window
Graham Parker
Tip of My Tongue Lyrics – Graham Parker
When I want to speak to you
It sometimes takes a week or two
Local Girls Lyrics – Graham Parker
Sit by my window and look outside, wonder why the sun don’t shine on me
What’s wrong with you, you stupid child, don’t you think that I’m the one you’re waiting to see?
Every Saturday Nite Lyrics – Graham Parker
Well there’s a melancholy sky overhead
Above the threatening trees that are nowhere near dead
bathtub gin Lyrics – graham parker
Oh, i needed that bathtub gin
Right there, right then
Saturday Nite Is Dead (Live) Lyrics – Graham Parker
Everybody just looks ugly now information don’t compute
I draw a blank every time I think
Locked Into Green Lyrics – Graham Parker
I find I fall into each night what passes for a dream
But all I see are pinks and blacks and I don’t know what they mean
Dreamin’ Lyrics – Graham Parker
Dreamin’, yes I’m dreamin’
I never get my head off the ceiling
Brushes Lyrics – Graham Parker
Well I love it when those drummers play the brushes
I love it when they stroke it like a girl
Ancient Past Lyrics – Graham Parker
My stamp collection’s out
Turned to the Belgian Congo