There was a time and a place That was all full of mistakes And a face that was all full of shit I was frustrated and angry I was more than alive A catcher in the rye I was a jet plane I was a thin membrane Washing and preening and shedding all hope I am Hot Shots, Part Deux, I'm Down Periscope The rope that I'm hanged from keeps telling me what to do I'm pissing on the fires and learning a remarkable truth about you Ugly is ugly Transformation is a dream, a dream, a dream So love what you are Not what you would like to be I'm a drunk with a job I've got pictures to prove it Got some junk in my trunk And the dance moves to move it I am written on the subway walls I am bitter when I fall I am written on the subway walls I am bitter when I fall Shout me in the streets and parks Scrape your voices on the stars Shout me in the streets and parks Scrape your voices on the stars I'm a man with a guitar, I am Three's Company It's the end of the world, sit and watch with me I'm a man with a guitar, I am Three's Company It's the end of the world, sit and watch with me "Good friend, how loud do You want life to shout her Answers in your ear?"