Well I've got this crazy feeling
It's a sickness in my soul
Well I can't play no 9 to 5 games
Hangin' loose is all I know

I get a buzz when I think about ya
Riding high's where I belong
Gonna get my things together
So if you want come on along

It's a good feeling
It's a rock and roll feeling
It's a good feeling
It's a rock and roll feeling
Yeah yeah yeah

Well you know that I am coming
And I'm already on my way
So baby don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
You know it seems like a month away

Well we got here just this morning
And we're goin' at the light of dawn
Well we've only got a short time
So mama won't you keep things going strong

It's a good feeling
It's a rock and roll feeling
It's a good feeling
It's a rock and roll feeling
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[guitar solo]

It's a good feeling (good feeling)
It's a rock and roll feeling
It's a good feeling (good feeling)
It's a rock and roll feeling

It's a good feeling (good feeling)
It's a rock and roll feeling
It's a good feeling (good feeling)
It's a rock and roll feeling

It's a good feeling (it's a good good feeling)
It's a rock and roll feeling
It's a good feeling....

Yeah
Now tell me girl
Won't you tell me true
Help me get this out of my head

Now Fenny thinks that there ain't no stoppin'
Until you got me flat on my back

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

Now there's things that I agree with
And things that I really don't
If you think I'm free to try something crazy
There ain't nothing 'round that I won't

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

Yeah
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball

Now if you want to spend some time with me
If you've got some time to kill
Tell more or else I'll leave this place
Know a couple of a ladies that will

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

Yeah
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball
Just havin' a ball

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what I'm thinking
We're just havin' a ball

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la

One day you're up
And the next day you're down
And all your dreams
Pass you by

You sit in your room
With your face in a frown
Waiting for her
Last goodbye

And all of the wishing wells
And stars in the sky
Won't make her stay any more

And all of the plans you've made
Will soon wash to sea
Like a lark who can't sing any more

Once in awhile you remember her laugh
For she could make you feel strong
'twas then that you thought your love always would last
But now it seems you were wrong

And all of the wishing wells
And stars in the sky
Won't make her stay anymore

And all of the plans you've made
Will soon wash to sea
Like a lark who can't sing any more
Golden lark won't you sing any more

Golden lark
Keeps her heart
Riding on the wind

She's a mystery
Like a gypsy
Hides her love within

Golden lark
Keeps her heart
Riding on the wind

She's a mystery
Like a gypsy
Hides her love within

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la



Interpretation

The Golden Lark is a metaphor for a love that is fleeting, beautiful and wonderful but never lasting.

Chanson, Suzanne
Chanson, Suzanne
Chanson, Suzanne
Chanson, Suzanne

I'm just a man
Please let me
Sing my song

It's been ten years
Since I met you
And I first held your hand

My Suzanne

That summer night
We dreamed of
Days to come

I held you there
Beside me
We carved the wishing tree

And then
We played the part of lovers
On that summer night

We played the part of lovers
You gave all your love and you made it seem right
You made me a man oh so young in my life

One simple verse
Like the words in a play
You spoke your lines
And I knew I must stay
Oh I must stay

Now we are free
And we are growing old
The wishing tree still stands there
And shades our memories

Of when
We played the part of lovers
On that summer night

We played the part of lovers
You gave all your love and you made it seem right
You made me a man oh so young in my life



Interpretation

Dennis wrote all of his love songs for his wife, Suzanne, but this is the only one that refers to her by name.

Yeah

Eight days a week with my baby at home
And you know that she's my tender honey

Baby I've been good
But you know it's rough
When you're spending all of my money

Ain't no disputin' I'm your man
You know I want to tell the world

You're the only woman
Show me what love can be
You're the only woman
That understands a man like me

Rock and roll is a way of life
But don't you know it brings me down
Music is my game but when I'm home
I treat a lady like she's wearing a crown

Stranded in the storm 'round Lakewood Way
You know who comes to mind

She's the only woman
Show me what love can be
She's the only woman
That understands a man like me

[guitar solo]

When I'm away with time to kill
Just sittin' around gettin' high
Thinking about your sweet sweet love
I wanna jump on a plane and fly

Sweet little susie
Show me what love can be
She's the only woman
That understands a man
She understands a man
(like me)

She's the only woman
She's the only woman
She's the only woman



Interpretation

"Sweet little Susie" is JY's wife, Susie Young.

Lies lies
You're telling me that you'll be true

Lies lies
That's all I ever get from you

Tears tears
I shed a million tears for you

Tears tears
And now you're loving someone new

Someday you're gonna be happy
But I don't know when just now

Lies
Lies - breaking my heart

You think that you're such a smart girl
And I'll believe what you say
But who do you think you are girl
To lead me on this way?

Lies lies
I can't believe a word you say

Lies lies
I'm gonna make you sad someday

Someday you're gonna be lonely
But you won't find me around

Lies
Lies - breaking my heart

Yeah

Someday you're gonna be lonely
But you won't find me around

Lies
Lies - breaking my heart

You think that you're such a smart girl
And I'll believe what you say
But who do you think you are girl
To lead me on this way?

Lies lies
I can't believe a word you say

Lies lies
I'm gonna make you sad someday

Someday you're gonna be lonely
But you won't find me around

Lies
Lies - breaking my heart

Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart

Evil eyes
Stole my heart on a dark December night
Souls of flame
Loving her has made me half insane

The way she cast me
In her spell
Secrets I couldn't tell
Were for me
And for you

Once I knew
The joys of loving were for me and you
But now she's here
And with her secrets I know I'll have to bear

To let her take me
From your side
Rob me of all my pride
And my love
Oh sweet love

Evil eyes
She's got those
Evil eyes
Though I'm only her friend
I know I'll love her till the end
Of my life
Oh sweet life

Evil eyes
She's got those
Evil eyes
Though I'm only her friend
I know I'll love her till the end
Of my life

First met you in a southern town
On a warm November day
You made me smoke like a whirlwind
I knew we had nothing to say
Love me but don't try and make me stay

Southern woman
Take my soul but don't you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but don't you tell my wife

[guitar solo]

Once again in the early spring
I touched your raven's crown
Your wild eyed stories of rare delight
Like to knock me down
It's getting so damn hard to put you down

Southern woman
Take my soul but don't you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but don't you tell my wife

[instrumental solos]

Southern woman
Take my soul but don't you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but don't you tell my wife

Southern woman
Take my soul but don't you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but don't you tell my wife

Southern woman
Yeah

I remember Christopher
Such a man
So brave and tall

He took the baby Jesus
In his arms
Across the waterfall

People cried, "he's holy!
He's a saint not a man!"
All at once it was written
In the book of the land

Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?

There was Mary Margaret
A Christian lady
Dressed in black

She believed St. Christopher
Helped her find
A way back

She told him all her secrets
And the dreams of her years
So when they took that saint away
All that's left were her tears

Mary cried "they're crazy!
The world is changing too fast!"
It was then she discovered
That her faith couldn't last

Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?

Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?
Christopher, Mr. Christopher
Why won't they leave you alone?



Interpretation

St. Christopher was the patron saint of travellers, due to a popular legend in which a child asked to be carried across the river but was extremely heavy because he was actually Christ bearing the weight of the world. In 1969, he was removed from the Catholic Calendar of Saints because of the Church's belief that there was no historical evidence to support that Christopher, who died in the third century, actually lived a life of holiness and performed the miracles that had been attributed to him..

The opening line, "I remember Christopher" places Christopher as a person (or in this case saint) of the past, meaning that he exists now only in memory rather than as the actual saint that he was believed to be for so many centuries. The verse continues, "...such a man/so brave and tall" referring to one legend that Christopher grew to giant proportions when he carried Christ across the river. This situation is the subject of the next verse "he took the baby Jesus/in his arms/across the waterfall," based on the aforementioned legend of carrying Christ (in the form of a child) across the river.

The practice in the early Church of recognizing saints based on popular acclaim rather than on documented facts is then highlighted with the verse, "people cried, 'he's holy!/he's a saint not a man!'/all at once it was written/in the book of the land." The formal canonization of saints was not adopted until the fifteenth century, well after Christopher had been accepted as saint.

The story moves to the present as the song continues, "there was Mary Margaret/a Christian lady/dressed in black"Mary Margaret was probably an acquaintance of Dennis (real or imagined?), a devout Christian who was in mourning (wearing black). She apparently believed that he had actually performed a miracle for her, personally ("she believed St. Christopher/helped her find/a way back"). She had, therefore, held St. Christopher in high regard ("she told him all her secrets/and the dreams of her years"), explaining the mourning she felt at losing her favorite saint ("so when they took that saint away/all that's left were her tears").

The loss of St. Christopher was apparently a personal blow to Mary, who lashed out at the revisionism of the modern Church ("Mary cried 'they're crazy!/the world is changing too fast!'"), leading to a tragic loss of faith in the Church which had been so important to her throughout her life ("it was then she discovered/that her faith couldn't last").

The chorus of the song, "Christopher, Mr. Christopher/why won't they leave you alone?" summarizes the theme of the song by asking why the Church couldn't have just kept all the saints, real or imagined, that Catholics for centuries had relied on as part of their faith rather betraying that faith in the name of historical accuracy.

He was a man of miracles

Fighting the solar windstorm
A winged horse guides his way
Oracle of the ancient midnight
Calls forth everlasting pain

And I know, yes I know
He was a man of miracles
Riding golden meteorites
Ruler of distant galaxies
Born of the northern lights
Of the northern lights

Sorcerer of the dark moon
Who dare incur his rage?
First child of the scorpion
Prophet of the crystal age

And I know, yes I know
He was a man of miracles
Riding golden meteorites
Ruler of distant galaxies
Born of the northern lights
Of the northern lights

He was a man of miracles