In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains.
Paul Simon
The Boxer |
Hello lamp post, what ya knowin'?
I've come to watch your flowers growin'.
Ain't you got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in doo doo, feelin' groovy.
Paul Simon
The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) |
Just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free.
Paul Simon
50 Ways to Leave Your Lover |
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories; they're all that's left you.
Paul Simon
Bookends |
Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound.
Paul Simon
El Condor Pasa (If I Could) |
Faith is an island in the setting sun,
But proof is the bottom line for everyone.
Paul Simon
Faith |
Someone told me
It's all happening at the zoo.
Paul Simon
At the Zoo |
Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland
But I think it's all overdone
Exaggerating this and exaggerating that
They don't have no fun
I don't believe what I read in the papers
They're just out to capture my dime
I ain't worrying
And I ain't scurrying;
I'm having a good time.
Paul Simon
Have a Good Time
|
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair.
Paul Simon
The Obvious Child |
Medicine is magical and magical is art
The boy in the bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart
And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires.
Paul Simon
The Boy in the Bubble |
The
ideal Valentine gift! Get our outrageously funny quotes book at -
1 2
3 4 
