Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
He said his name was Columbus;
I just said, "Good luck."
Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,;
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
Because something is happening here;
But you don't know what it is;
Do you, Mister Jones?
I couldn't see where we were goin';
But you said you knew an' I took your word
Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
How long can I stay in this nowhere café
Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,;
See what you can do.;
I can make it through,;
You can make it too.
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?
the cops don't need you;
and man they expect the same
All the people we used to know;
Are an illusion to me now
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously;
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?
Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe
