Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
You will search, babe, At any cost.;
But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.
May you always know the truth;
And see the lights surrounding you.
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
Reality has always had too many heads
Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters
My children will go, As soon as they grow.;
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
You can make me cry;
Never say goodbye
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
Did I miss the mark or;
Over-step the line;
That only you could see?
You could make me cry if you don't know.
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
All the laughter is just making me sad
You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?
It's mighty funny;
the end of time has just begun
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said
Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in;
Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks
You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And you never ask questions;
When God's on your side.
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Silver and gold;
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed;
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
The world of illusion is at my door
God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is
When we meet again;
Introduced as friends;
Please don't let on that you knew me when;
I was hungry and it was your world.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
You're gonna have to serve somebody.
All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind
There's only one step down from here, baby,;
It's called the land of permanent bliss.
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says;
"Strike up the band," they hit it
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.
I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.
Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?
My love she speaks like silence
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.;
Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down
She's a hypnotist collector