This time tomorrow I'll know you better;
When my memory is not so short.
Because something is happening here;
But you don't know what it is;
Do you, Mister Jones?
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,;
Nobody stops to ask why.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
And then you told me later, as I apologized;
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
Everybody's doin' something,;
I heard it in a dream,;
But when there's too much of nothing,;
It just makes a fella mean.
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
don't criticize;
what you can't understand.
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do
The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain;
You give something up for everything you gain
You can make me cry;
Never say goodbye
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face;
And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag;
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag;
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
Seen the arrow on the doorpost;
Saying, "This land is condemned;
All the way from New Orleans;
To Jerusalem."
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
