Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right
If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.
Tough Mama;
Can I blow a little smoke on you?
I wish that for just one time;
You could stand inside my shoes;
You'd know what a drag it is;
To see you
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect
Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?;
Automobile comin' into style
She's got everything she needs,;
She's an artist, she don't look back
And every one of them words rang true;
And glowed like burnin' coal;
Pourin' off of every page;
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
Your cracked country lips,;
I still wish to kiss,;
As to be under the strength of your skin.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Have you got some unfinished business?;
Is there something holding you back?;
Are you thinking for yourself;
Or are you following the pack?
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,;
When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
So long, New York.;
Howdy, East Orange.
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.
I'll give you more gold;
Than your apron can hold;
If you'll only let your hair hang low
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.
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.
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
