Good-looking, bad-tasting
Full-bodied, butt-wasting
Loose-living, tight-fitting
What you see ain't what you are getting
Big make-up, little break-up
She wants it, he's got it
Cold-blooded, hot gossip
Superficial expectations

Look at me
You can take it all because this face is free
Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me
I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby
I can even do reality

Fake money, real plastic
Stupid cupid, fantastic
Queer thinking, straight talking
What you see ain't what you are getting
Fast loving, slow moving
No rhythm, but I'm grooving
Old feeling, new beginning
Superficial expectations

Look at me
You can take it all because this face is free
Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me
I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby
I can even do reality

Sometimes I don't recognise my own face
I look inside my eyes and find disgrace
My little white lies tell a story
I see it all, it has no glory
Hahaha

Look at me
You can take it all because this face is free
Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me
I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby
I can even do reality

Come and look at me
This face is free
I'm your fantasy
Who do you wannabe?
Not what you see
I'm a drama queen if that's your thing
Come on and look at me
I'm your fantasy
This face is free
Come on and look at me
So who do you wannabe?
This is free...
                    

Keep your promise, Willie Thomas 
We pledged our love one day beneath the whispering maple tree
You made a promise, Willie Thomas
That all the leaves would still be green when you returned to me

But my heart is chilled and my eyes are filled
As I watch the leaves of red and brown fall sadly to the ground
You must keep your promise, Willie Thomas 
There'll be on spring until you bring your love again to me

I shall keep my promise, Willie Thomas
I pledged my love to you beneath the whispering maple tree
So, I'll keep my promise, Willie Thomas
Though all the leaves might not be green when I return to thee

Let your heart not be chilled nor your eyes be filled
'Cause I love you though you say the leaves are falling slowly down
So, I'll keep my promise, Willie Thomas
And there'll be spring because with the birds I'll sing
My love again to you

Keep your promise, Willie Thomas
                    

We heard the fireworks. Rushed out to watch the sky. Happy go lucky. Fourth of July.
How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can you be a Christian? How can you be a Jew? How can you be a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Hindu?
How can you?
Weak as the winter sun, we enter life on earth. Names and religion come just after date of birth. Then everybody gets a tongue to speak, and everyone hears an inner voice. A day at the end of the week to wonder and rejoice.
If the answer is infinite light, why do we sleep in the dark?
How can you live in the Northeast? How can live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can you tattoo your body? Why do you cover your head? How can you eat from a rice bowl, the holy man only breaks bread?
We watched the fireworks, 'til they were fireflies. Followed a path of stars, over the endless skies.
How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth?
I've been given all I wanted. Only three generations off the boat. I have harvested and I've planted. I am wearing my father's old coat.