I'm T-boned and punctured;
But I'm known to be calm
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
They said it was the land of milk and honey,;
now they say it's the land of money.;
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
When you think that you lost everything;
You find out you can always lose a little more
Everybody must get stoned.
Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag
Nations are angry, cursed are some,;
People are expecting a false peace to come.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe;
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said;
"You look like the silent type."
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
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.
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
Was that the thunder that I heard?;
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.
If the bible is right, the world will explode
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.;
Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
A saxophone someplace far off played
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,;
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
She once was a true love of mine
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
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,;
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?
