Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to;
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
This time tomorrow I'll know you better;
When my memory is not so short.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
I just want you to know;
I can see through your masks
Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.
When you think that you lost everything;
You find out you can always lose a little more
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,;
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
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?
she's true, like ice, like fire
They tell me everything is gonna be all right;
But I don't know what "all right" even means
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,;
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
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.
Our conversation was short and sweet;
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,;
Carefully removes his fez,;
"Am I hearin' you right?"
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,;
That we could sit simply in that room again.
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be
Now the rainman gave me two cures,;
Then he said, "Jump right in.";
The one was Texas medicine,;
The other was just railroad gin.
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite
