#1
chorus*He was a hard headed man
With a rocket in his pocket
And nothing left to lose
But that, sad frown upon his face
And the trenchcoat blues*

When I walked in that cold dark night
The light was shining, so bright
It was gleaming off his forty five

He had it slung right at his hip
Ready to deliver,
But I couldn’t think
Faster than I could quiver
…my way home

*chorus*

I said, “Put that down Mr. Lonely
You’ve got only one chance
To make everything right
…and its now”

Then he just sang me a song
So black and blue
I knew theres nothing left
That I could do

*chorus*
#2
It starts with "he was a hard headed man", so now I can't hear anything but Don Henley singing Life in the Fast Lane.
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#3
Quote by Ixthyx
It starts with "he was a hard headed man", so now I can't hear anything but Don Henley singing Life in the Fast Lane.

Exactly!
Quote by ottoavist

i suppose there's a chance
i'm just a litte too shallow to consider
that maybe i've been a little more eager
each day to wake up and take a shower
brush my teeth and smile for the mirror