Don't Fear the Reaper - the Best of

Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never be Burn out the day Burn out the night I can't see no reason to put up a fight I'm living for giving

My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of n

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place? Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reasons tend to fly away Like lesser birds on the four winds, yeah Like silver scrapes in May Now the sands become a crust And m

A. Lanier - ) Maybe I'll see you again baby And maybe I won't Maybe you've bought your ticket Gone back to Detroit Airplanes make strangers of us all Give us distance Much too easily. Jim says some destinies Should not be delivered But you and I seen