Lisa Listen lyrics

Who would steal on Sunday?
Who`d made them believe make believe?
Who`d buy a prayer when you can pray for free?
If the way you drank your coffee was the way you looked at me,
then I could take both my hands off the TV.
I`ve been sleeping on half of my bed lately,
and thinking about what you said to me,
`You`re tipsy, you`re turning, you are alive, you are burning.
Lisa, won`t you listen?
The moon shines for you.
You`re tipsy, you`re turning, you are alive, you are burning.`
A sweet man will sing a seafaring song,
and a dear, strong woman coos gently along.
Good guys at the Cozy are servin` folks for free.
Did you ever notice there are so many people in bands in the city?
I`ve been sleeping on half of my bed lately,
and thinking about what you said to me,
`You`re tipsy, you`re turning, you are alive, you are burning.`
And I will not judge you by the way you play your instrument.
No, that`s true as fiction, sometimes I do,
but the moon shines halfway sometimes too.
Lisa, won`t you listen?
The moon shines for you:
You`re tipsy and turning, you`ve got one foot on the floor.
You`re alive, you are burning.
You always wanted more