It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,;
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn
In the hills of mystery,;
In the foggy web of destiny,;
You can have what's left of me,;
Where we were born in time.
You say you love me;
And you're thinkin' of me,;
But you know you could be wrong.
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously;
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
Won't you dance with me?;
I'm fallin' in love with you.
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Cities on fire, phones out of order
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.
I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough
I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take;
To find dignity
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.;
Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
How can I explain?;
Oh, it's so hard to get on
Junk is piling up, taking up space
For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
Seen the arrow on the doorpost;
Saying, "This land is condemned;
All the way from New Orleans;
To Jerusalem."
You were snow, you were rain;
You were striped, you were plain,;
it is not he or she or them or it;
That you belong to.
Has the record been breaking,;
Did the needle just skip
