Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe
Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go;
To the valley below
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.
We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
Gonna sleep down in the parlor;
And relive my dreams
You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.
All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,;
It's done with a flick of the wrist.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.
Turn your back, wash your hands,;
There's always someone who understands
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me;
And I do not really need to be;
Assured that love is just a four-letter word
I couldn't see where we were goin';
But you said you knew an' I took your word
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
Does she know I still care?
I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts
Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?
Oh, some of us'll end up;
In St. Cloud Prison,;
And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
Don't trust me to show you love;
When my love may be only lust.
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down
