Falling rock
8. The bad fire

Can feel my brain kinda running wild
You keep callin’ my name and I just keep askin’me why
I know for sure that blind can’t lead the blind
I’m afraid folks…you’re warmin’ by the bad fire

CAUSE… I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE
I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE
I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE

So straight ahead people…just make up your mind
‘ll do the same  show…just like the last time
you know I don’t talk too much it’s a drag on my part
but I can sing about anythin’ you want but…

BUT… I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE

You see me walkin girl down the street
You see me talking girl with just everyone I meet
You can see me singin an ole dylan’s hit
Sometimes you see playn a floydian suit

And you say it’s all rite
Now I get you…an you ain’t ssen nothing yet…

BUT… I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE
I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE
I DON’T KNOW NOTHING BOUT LOVE

Can feel my brain kinda running wild
You keep callin’ my name and I just out of my mind
I know it’s time for you to go home…
I throw you out in the fog and watch for fallin’ rock

you know I don’t talk too much it’s a drag on my part
but I can sing about anythin’ you want but…

Come one back with me for awhile
we can talk about just everythin’ you want

Come one back with me for awhile

I promise everyone of you won’t be bored
I’m a kinda bad guy…but we can talk about just everythin’ you want
History or biology Chinese root or strange fruit

There’s just one thing I totally ignore…
So we can jump above you know…Don't

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