http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkTcncFEwbE
I wouldn’t do a thing that could be simply absurd
But neither want a mood to be blue.
If you would only follow an instinctual herd
You will not catch ever a cue.
I ‘ll tell you if you get once again on a board
And spend with me a minute or few:
It ain’t worth to bend over to a changeable world.
It’s better when it bends toward you.
One day it will . . .
I gonna take inside a bit of my antidote.
I feel already being like new.
Again I'm heading to the nearest airport.
I’m waving hands (while) saying adieu.
I don't believe as well (thus far) in our Lord
Although perhaps I should be in lieu . . .
It ain’t worth to bend over to a changeable world.
It’s better when it bends toward you.
If you became mature and are not very old
This credo should be ringing a clue.
Along with my guitar’s a latest solo accord,
Let’s pay the respect which is due.
To figure value of each written and spoken word
You gotta share either that view:
It ain’t worth to bend over to a changeable world.
It’s better when it bends toward you.
And one day, maybe, this song will be sung by a bird.
I said at last some stuff that I knew.
It ain’t worth to bend over to a changeable world.
It’s better when it bends toward you.
One day it will bend toward you.