Lyrics
SALLY STARR (OH! SUNFLOWER, WEARY OF TIME)
(Timothy Brickley & David Rheins)
Sally Starr got down with Mott the Hoople,
feather boa in the seventh grade.
I wonder where she is, and if she's still so pretty.
I'm hoping that she has it made.
Tell me where we are, Sally Superstar,
seven fortunes flee, tell me what will be.
Oh! Sunflower, weary of time,
won't you come and speak to me today?
Tell me what it is everybody's after,
tell me do we have it made?
Tell me where we are, Sally Superstar.
seven fortunes flee, tell me what will be.
All along this road that everyone is wandering,
that is where it's at my friend.
The flowers and the cattle,
the bees in all their babble,
floating in the fields so fine.
And the sunlight explodes off every blade of grass,
and the sky is so blue I cry.
I see all the reason, I see all the madness,
it's all the same - just in my mind,
it's just in my mind, it's just in our mind
Tell me where we are, Sally Superstar.
seven fortunes flee, tell me what will be.
Oh! Sunflower, weary of time,
won't you come and speak to me today?
Copyright 2001, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.
