RockyMusic

They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark.
She looked at him, and he felt a spark tingle to his bones.
It was then he felt alone, and wished that he'd gone straight,
and watched out for a simple twist of fate.

They walked along by the old canal.
A little confused, I remember well.
Stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burning bright.
She felt the heat of the night, and hit him like a freight train.
Moving with a simple twist of fate.

A saxophone somewhere far off playing,
as she was walking on by the arcade.
As a light burst through a beat up shade, where he was waking up.
She dropped the coin into the cup of another blind man at the gate.
And forgot about a simple twist of fate.

He woke up, the room was bare.
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself she didn't care.
Push the window open wide.
He felt that emptiness inside, to which cheaters could not blame.
Caught on by a simple twist of fate.

She hears the ticking of the clock,
and walks along with a parrot that talks.
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks, where the sailors all come in.
Maybe she'll come out again.
How long must he wait?
One more time, for a simple twist of fate.

People told me it's a sin,
to know and feel too much within.
Still I feel she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring,
and I was born too late!
Baby! Baby! Baby!
On a simple twist of fate. Twist the night away.
Come on baby, peppermint twist.

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier

(Oh, it's funky!)
(But it has a country feel)
(Is that Tower of Power?)

Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
The greenest state in the land of the free
Raised in the woods so's he knew ev'ry tree
Kilt him a bear when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier
(Well, somebody had to map it)

Fought single-handed through many a war
Till the enemy was whipped and peace was in store
And while he was handling this risky chore
He made himself a legend for evermore
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man knew no fear
(So romantic)

(Now he gets responsible)
He went off to Congress and served a spell
Fixing up the Government and the laws as well
Took over Washington so I heard tell
And he patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seeing his duty clear

When he came home his politicking was done
And the western march had just begun
So he packed his gear and his trusty gun
And lit out a-grinning to follow the sun
Davy, Davy Crockett, leading the pioneer

(Just think about all that wilderness, and nobody had really been there before)
(And just him and his gun, and I should think the odd burro, or something)
(Somebody to carry a few things and probably somebody to take down the tent)
(Oh, if...I don't...did they have Zippos then?)
(Lighting the campfire, and quite hard to find sausages...or a frying pan)
(He also had that extraordinary hat, remember that hat?)
(Made out of some sort of animal - a raccoon, I think)
(Striped, with a stripey...I remember him singing this song when I was very little)
(Sort of a stripey tail on his hat - very, very strange look)

Mmm... sludge...
Mmm... filth!
Aah!.. fumes...
Oooh.. cack!

Oil and grime... poison sludge
Diesel clouds and noxious muck
Slime beneath me... slime up above
Ooh you'll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love

Toxic love

I see the world and all the creatures in it
I suck 'em dry and spit 'em out like spinach
I feel the power - it's growing by the minute
And pretty soon you're gonna see me wallow in it

I feel good - a special kind of horny
Flowers and trees depress and frankly bore me
I think I'll spew them all with cyanide salive
Pour me a puke cocktail and take me to the driver!

Filthy brown acid rain
Pouring down like egg chow mein
All that's foul - all that's stained
Breeding in my toxic brain

And after dinner I could go for something sweet
REVENGE! for all those years locked in a tree!
I'll crush and grind all creatures great and small
And put up parking lots and shiny shopping malls

'Cause greedy human beings will always lend a hand
With the destruction of this worthless jungle land
And what a beautiful machine they have provided
To slice a path of doom with my foul breath to guide it

Hit me one time!
Hit me twice!
Aaah - that's rather nice!

Oil and grime...poison sludge
Diesel clouds and noxious muck
Slime beneath me...slime up above
Ooh you'll love my (ah-ah-ah) toxic love.