Human Hearts

I wanna put the band back together For human hearts write fairy tales for free So dust off all your denim and your leather Like Andy said, the birds will fall from trees Tommy worked at Harry's helicopters Fixing choppers for the man In borrowed boots, we slid downstairs Bled icy hoots of never-caring-laughter So brush your pretty hair ('cause you'll lose it, don't you know?) And make your little bed (for your girlfriend Judy Rose) You'll never be alone if you're always on, always on the road I wanna put the band back together (always on the road) Press some discs and 45s and pins (please, please come on home) So dust off all your denim and your leather (always on the road) And go on singing naughty through the wind The broken rings collected there Such smoky things we breathed out every night The river rose while we came down With bloody noses running on her gown So brush your pretty hair ('cause you'll lose it, don't you know?) And make your little bed (for your girlfriend Judy Rose) You'll never be alone if you're always on, always on the road Oh, let's try to put the band back together (always on the road) For those human hearts write fairy tales for free (please, please come on home) We'll pick a fight and argue about weather (always on the road) Andy said we'd be forever free