If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Has the record been breaking,;
Did the needle just skip
Your temperature's too hot for taming
People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
People are crazy and times are strange
I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
And then you told me later, as I apologized;
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,;
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Won't you come with me, baby?;
I'll take you where you wanna go.;
And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know
Mama, take this badge off of me
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,;
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
For the loser now;
Will be later to win
All the people we used to know;
Are an illusion to me now
