Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
Because something is happening here;
But you don't know what it is;
Do you, Mister Jones?
If your mem'ry serves you well,;
You'll remember you're the one;
That called on me to call on them;
To get you your favors done.
Well, you're so bad and nasty;
But I love you, yes I do
May you build a ladder to the stars;
And climb on every rung.
The world of illusion is at my door
For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
We pointed out the way to go;
And scratched your name in sand,;
Though you just thought it was nothing more;
Than a place for you to stand.
You should be made;
To wear earphones
Seen the arrow on the doorpost;
Saying, "This land is condemned;
All the way from New Orleans;
To Jerusalem."
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain
I don't need any reminder;
To know how much I really care
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.;
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime;
Or is it just solid rock?
That's how it is when things disintegrate
You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.
I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it
We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.
Won't you dance with me?;
I'm fallin' in love with you.
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
Most of the time;
I can't even be sure;
If she was ever with me;
Or if I was with her.
Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
