The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.
We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
the cops don't need you;
and man they expect the same
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
Oh it's rush hour now;
On the wheel and the plow;
And the sun is going down;
Upon the sacred cow.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,;
Overturn these tables.;
This place don't make sense to me no more.
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
Reality has always had too many heads
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Our conversation was short and sweet;
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters
People are crazy and times are strange
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
Shall I hold you close?;
Or Shall I let you go by?;
Tell me.;
Tell me.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
I been hangin’ on threads
I been playin’ it straight
Now, I’ve just got to cut loose
Before it gets late
