When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth

Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?

Leaving men wholly, totally free;
To do anything they wish to do but die

We always did feel the same,;
We just saw it from a different point of view

An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.

My children will go, As soon as they grow.;
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.

And they're breaking down the distance;
Between right and wrong.

Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take;
To find dignity

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."

They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves

I still can remember the way that you smiled

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup

Tough Mama;
Can I blow a little smoke on you?

Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters

Just what do you think you have to guard?

Boys in the street beginning to play;
Girls like birds flying away

We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,;
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.

We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.

I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized

I finally realize there's no room for regret

Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.

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

I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

How did I meet you? I don't know.

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.

I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too";
He said, "You're not Him"

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.

But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,;
All the pigeons gonna run to him.

Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.;
Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.

They used to grow food in Kansas;
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.;
I can see the day coming when even your home garden;
Is gonna be against the law.

And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it

I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop

Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

Your temperature's too hot for taming

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born

No knife could ever cut our love apart

Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect

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.

Insanity is smashing up against my soul;
You can say I was on anything but a roll;
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top;
What would I do with it anyway ;
Maybe take it to the pawn shop

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe;
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said;
"You look like the silent type."

At the corrida we'll sit in the shade;
And watch the young torero stand alone.;
We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed;
When they rode with Villa into Torreon.

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

Reality has always had too many heads

Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.

I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right