Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket Back from Suffragette City Oh don't lean on me man Cause you ain't got time to check it You know my Suffragette City Is outta sight...she's all right ... Wham, bam, thank you ma'am!

There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds.

You - are not a victim You - just scream with boredom You - are not evicting time

Oh no love! you're not alone No matter what or who you've been No matter when or where you've seen All the knives seem to lacerate your brain I've had my share…

The Soul selects her own Society - Then - shuts the Door - To her divine Majority - Present no more -

And I would have, now love is over, An end to all, an end: I cannot, having been your lover, Stoop to become your friend!

Everybody eats something But you won't eat me You won't get me on your plate Or have me over for tea Everybody lives somewhere Mud hut or igloo But what I got …