Blow into this paper bag Go home and stop grinning at everyone Blow into this paper bag Go home and stop grinning at everyone It was nice when it lasted
Paperback writer Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book? It took me years to write, will you take a look? It's based on a novel by a man named Lear
You wait for a silence, I wait for a word Lie next to your frame, girl unobserved You change your position and you are changing me Casting these shadows
The days of wine and roses Are distant days for me I dream of the last and the next affair And of girls I'll never see And here I sit The retired writer
I'm a reader and a writer Not a lover or a fighter When it comes to push and shove I'm as peaceful as a dove I'm a tiger in the night When I'm talking
In these words that crash my ears I now stomach this in fear With the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son Who by fire I would come Through this
You line them up Look at your shoes You hang names on your wall Then you shoot them all You fly around in planes That bring you down To meet me who loves
I'm the writer got a front page cover Hot gossip 'bout who's with their latest lover I write all chapters by the second scene I call the shots, don't
In Corsica the engines blew Your favorite writer died In a car, in a crash Died in a fire, imagine that In a car, in a crash Die in a fire, imagine that
Paperback writer Dear sir or madam, will you read my book? It took me years to write, will you take a look? It's based on a novel by a man named Lear
The other side of the room An empty bottle lies broken Purple faces are sure Of snow white sheets to soak in His clothes are spread around They smell
Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies Chords into
Now some people like to fight, others don't And some people like to write but others won't Me, I think out of the two heres the one I wanna do If you
The cast just sits for a while While my imagination is cookin' The cast just sits for a while While I'm lookin' for you And like a stranger you're gone
I opened my eyes this morning, looked through my window outside Suddenly something took me away by surprise Veil on the skyline, written in broad daylight
I can't remember anything, my thoughts are constantly moving Where will I be tomorrow? Where will I be next year? I'll never put my finger on just what