Now the rainman gave me two cures,;
Then he said, "Jump right in.";
The one was Texas medicine,;
The other was just railroad gin.
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take;
To find dignity
At dawn my lover comes to me;
And tells me of her dreams;
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse;
Into the ditch of what each one means
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,;
Carefully removes his fez,;
"Am I hearin' you right?"
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now
For I know that you know that I know that you know;
Something is tearing up your mind.
Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.
You should be made;
To wear earphones
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
And then you told me later, as I apologized;
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.
If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.
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?
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
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.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough
You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?