Some come early,
and some come late
Some hold back
and some can't wait
Some have nightmares
and some have dreams
Life's not always what it seems.
Don't wanna know
about the chains
That still hold you.
Don't wanna hear
about the games
That we Play.
I Wanna know just who I am
And where I stand
and who will hold
My hand if once again
I find my life in disarray.
Don't wanna know about
the final solution
I'm in no hurry to find it out
What comes next.
Heaven can wait.
Some come early,
and some come late
Some hold back
and some can't wait
Some have nightmares
and some have dreams
Life's not always what it seems.
Don't wanna know
about the dreams
That still haunt you.
Don't wanna know
about the lives
That We've lived
Don't wanna know
what's on you mind
Or how you find the time
to separate the
Truth from fiction, when we
go our separate ways.
Heaven can wait.

Pressure's on, the time is tight
You feel like there's
no end in sight
And all you feel
is numb from all
the voices yelling
"this can't go on"
"This can't go on."
There's plenty of ways
to make a man
feel like everybody thinks
that he's not wanted
"How do you feel?"
There's plenty of ways
to make a man
feel like everything he's done's
bin for nothing
"How do you feel?"
There's plenty of ways
to make a man
feel like anything he does
will end in tears.
"How do you feel?"
The time has come
to take your place
Ahead of those who've
tried to waste
Your time because they
thought that you weren't
strong enough
But this can't go on
It's time to be strong
There's plenty of ways
to make them all feel like
anything they say will make
you stronger.
"How do you feel?"
There's plenty of ways
to make 'em all
feel like every single damn
will hold no longer
"How do you feel?"
There's plenty of ways
to make 'em all
realize that it's finally time
to change

Annie's got a thing about leather
Bobby's got a thing about lace
Maryanne's getting light as a feather
Just like the nose that
used to be on her face
Somebody tell me
what the hell is goin' on
Oh Please
Cause I've bin standing here
for way too long.
Welcome to our Zoo
Welcome to the Zoo
We saved a room for you.
Sally's got a ring in her naval
Larry's got a spoon up his nose
Peggy Sue likes to eat
when she's able
Just how she's able to,
God only knows
Billy's got a piece in his pocket
Suzy's got some rocks to grind
Johnny wants to shoot off his rocket
But everybody knows that
he's almost blind
Will someone tell me
what the hell is goin' on
Oh Please
Cause I've been standin' here
for way to long
Welcome to our Zoo
Welcome to the Zoo
We saved a room for you.

Where's My Money (Repeated)

There was a man who thought He could avoid all of the things
That stood up in his way Friends would say that he should
Plan to spend more time There's lots of trouble in a day
With just enough work And a short line to a goal
He was so sure he could secure his place He wanted a lot and was so
Quick to say how this small World was unfair to its race
He'd spend his time, spends his time Deciding routes with lines, routes with lines
There was no time, was no time For corners in the lines, corners in lines
Your pathway grows dark Was clear at the start
You're not! You're not! You're not alone
Your pathway grows dark Was clear at the start
You're not! You're not! You're not alone
Not listening to the people we were close
There always seemed to be an easy way
The work was tiresome, a thing to avoid
Leaving lots of time so he could play
He'd spend his time, spend his time
Shortening lines, shortening lines
There was no time, there was no time
To spend too long on the line, long on the line
Your pathway grows dark Was clear at the start
You're not! You're not! You're not alone
Your pathway grows dark Was clear at the start
You're not! You're not! You're not alone

Let me tell you how it will be
There's one for you
nineteen for me
Couse I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Should be fixe percent
appear too small
Be thankful I don't take it all
Couse I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Oh! I'm the taxman
And you're working for no one but me.
If you drive a car
I'll tax the street
If you try to see
I'll tax you seet
If you get too cold
I'll tax the heat
If you take a walk
I'll tax your feet
Taxman!
Don't ask me
what I want it for
Ha, ha, Mister Clinton
If you don't want to pay some more
Ha, Ha, Mister Kohl.
So my advice
for those who die
Declare the pennies
on your eyes
Couse I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Yeh! I'm the taxman
Oh! I'm the taxman
And you're working for no one but me.
You say it's your Birthday
We're havin a Birthday

Where are you goin now?
Gonna track you down
Smile when I get a taste
Of your liquid grace again.
You seem to slip away
Away to some dark place
In your soul
Before and after time
There is not time to spare.
You were made for me
I'll make you believe
I'll never set you free
I'll see you in your dreams.
Now! I've got you in my sights
And I'll hypnotize
I don't care If i live or die
Just be there when I arrive.
You were made for me
I'll make you believe
I'll never set you free
I'll see you in your dreams.
You were made for me
As far as I can see
You're never far from me
I'll see you in my dreams.

Images all to strong to mention
And faces as far as I can see
The focus of all with no intention
The passion is all we try to feel.
There's fire in the hole
Tell me what you want from me
And I'm gonna give it to you
There's fire in the hole
Tell me about your fantasy
And I'm gonna give it to you.
So little time, so far to travel
But so many smiles along the way
So many hearts filled with devotion
And so many games still to be played.
There's fire in the hole
Tell me what you want from me
And I'm gonna give it to you
Fire in the hole
What you see is what you get
And I'm gonna give it to you
Fire in the hole
And what you want is all you need
And I'm gonna give it
I'm gonna give it to you.

Hey Larry!
Paranoid, schizoid, null and void Freakazoid,
It's all so fantastically wrong.
So wrong
Automate, educate, masturbate Don't be late
It's all so fantastically wrong.
Hey Larry!
Sci-fied, french fried, freeze dried, alibide
It's all so fantastically wrong.
No sex, vortex, complex, reflex
It's all so fantastically wrong.

As the years come around
With our triumphs and downs
We were there for the pleasure and the pain
Not in our wildest dreams
Did we know that we'd sing
Twenty summers of songs that stage
There's no one to blame
We put ourselves on the frame
That's just part of the pleasure and pain
We're not tired of the game
We just dropped on to play
And you are no stranger, today
I see a bright sky, no rain
And as time seems to fade
It's all been a pleasure, no pain.