102.5 fm by Tom Lyford
(for Dave Morrison)
Well my time went so quickly,
I went lickety-splitly
out to my old fifty-five
knowing that... if I could
save time in a bottle...
the first thing that I’d like to do
is wail goodbye yellow brick road...
you know, take off living to run, and
running to live, never worried about
payin’ or even how much I owed
and go lookin’ for
changes in latitude,
changes in attitude... but
all I really ever do is punch up
102.5
where winter spring summer and fall...
all you have to do is call, and I’ll be...
nibblin' on sponge cake,
watchin' the sun bake
all of those tourists covered with oil...
where there’s plenty of room
at the Hotel California...
and the piano, it sounds like
a carnival, and the microphone
smells like a beer... and
you can check out...
any time you like
(for Dave Morrison)
Well my time went so quickly,
I went lickety-splitly
out to my old fifty-five
knowing that... if I could
save time in a bottle...
the first thing that I’d like to do
is wail goodbye yellow brick road...
you know, take off living to run, and
running to live, never worried about
payin’ or even how much I owed
and go lookin’ for
changes in latitude,
changes in attitude... but
all I really ever do is punch up
102.5
where winter spring summer and fall...
all you have to do is call, and I’ll be...
nibblin' on sponge cake,
watchin' the sun bake
all of those tourists covered with oil...
where there’s plenty of room
at the Hotel California...
and the piano, it sounds like
a carnival, and the microphone
smells like a beer... and
you can check out...
any time you like
