All Men Will Be Sailors Then Until

A Sip Of Wine, A Cigarette, And Then It’s Time To Go. I Tidied Up The Kitchenette; I Tuned The Old Banjo. I’m Wanted At The Traffic-jam. They’re Saving Me A Seat.

The Poor Stay Poor, The Rich Get Rich / Thats How It Goes / Everybody Knows.

You Are Locked Into Your Suffering And Your Pleasures Are The Seal.

In My Secret Life" "i Saw You This Morning, You Were Moving So Fast. Can't Seem To Loosen My Grip On The Past. And I Miss You So Much, There's No One In Sight. And We're Still Making Love In My Secret Life. I Smile When I Am Angry, I Cheat And I Lie, I Do What I Have To Do To Get By, In My Secret Life.

Rust Rust Rust In The Engines Of Love And Time.