She Said The Man In The Gabardine

People Often Called Us Perfectionists, But We Were Not Looking For Perfection. We Were Looking For Some Kind Of Magic In The Music.

These Are The Days Of Miracle And Wonder.

Just Slip Out The Back, Jack, Make A New Plan, Stan, You Don't Need To Be Coy, Roy, Just Get Yourself Free. Hop On The Bus, Gus, You Don't Need To Discuss Much, Just Drop Off The Key, Lee, And Get Yourself Free.

In The Clearing Stands The Boxer, And A Fighter By His Trade. And He Carries A Reminder Of Every Glove That Laid Him Down... Or Cut Him Till He Cried Out In His Anger And His Shame "i Am Leaving! I Am Leaving" But The Fighter Still Remains.

The Death Penalty Is Reserved For People Who Do Not