America - Tin Man Lyrics
Sometimes late when things are realAnd people share the gift of gab between themselvesSome are quick to take the baitAnd catch the perfect prize that waits among the shelvesBut oz never did give nothing to the tin manThat he didnt, didnt already haveAnd cause never was the reason for the eveningOr the tropic of sir galahad.So please believe in meWhen I say Im spinning round, round, round, roundSmoke glass stain bright colorImage going down, down, down, downSoapsuds green like bubblesOh, oz never did give nothing to the tin manThat he didnt, didnt already haveAnd cause never was the reason for the eveningOr the tropic of sir galahadSo please believe in meWhen I say Im spinning round, round, round, roundSmoke glass stain bright colorImage going down, down, down, downSoapsuds green like bubblesNo, oz never did give nothing to the tin manThat he didnt, didnt already haveAnd cause never was the reason for the eveningOr the tropic of sir galahadSo please believe in me
