What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?;
Automobile comin' into style
When I'm all alone;
In the great unknown,;
I'll remember you.
You can pound on the President's gate;
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
Silver and gold;
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
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.
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town;
This is the blind horse that leads you around
Can't you make any sound?
Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?
And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.
You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
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.
And every one of them words rang true;
And glowed like burnin' coal;
Pourin' off of every page;
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog
Because something is happening here;
But you don't know what it is;
Do you, Mister Jones?
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?;
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
I must be guilty of something,;
You just whisper it into my ear.
You say my kisses are not like his,;
But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.
I couldn't see what you could show me;
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
May you always know the truth;
And see the lights surrounding you.
I don't need any reminder;
To know how much I really care
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,;
For the child that cries;
When innocence dies.
