We seem to believe it is possible to ward off death by following rules of good grooming.
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
He was dancing to some music No one else had ever heard He'd speak in unknown languages She would translate every word And then when the world was laughing At his castles in the sky She'd hold him in her body Till he once again could fly.
I finally like myself, at last I like myself.
There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one.
We've more important studies than your fantasies and fears You know that rock's been perched up there for a hundred thousand years.
There are lessons to life That the lovers got to learn There are corners out there You know they're waitin' somewhere And you've got to be prepared to turn There are callouses that come That the lovers got to earn In the years of your youth You can't be fire proof You know you've got to get burned.
We need to do a better job of understanding what the world is.
When I'm just walking around, I swap between the British and the American, and when I'm with my family I'm with my Nigerian accent.
Guys like Otis Blackwell and Bobby Darin, and all the guys who were writing songs for Elvis at the time, just hanging around, writing songs, talking about music.
It is a pity we do not die when our lives are finished.