Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream

Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,;
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,;
And all your ragin' glory.

I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.

I wish that for just one time;
You could stand inside my shoes;
You'd know what a drag it is;
To see you

Here is your throat back;
Thanks for the loan

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.

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."

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."

I'm T-boned and punctured;
But I'm known to be calm

You don't need a weather man;
To know which way the wind blows

Ain't no reason to go anywhere.

Somebody's got to find your trail,;
I guess it must be up to me.

You should be made;
To wear earphones

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

My love for her is taking such a long time to die

Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?

Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,;
No more booby traps and bombs,;
No more decadence and charm,;
No more affection that's misplaced, girl

Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles

And you never ask questions;
When God's on your side.

I was in a whirlwind, now I'm in some better place.

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

How does it feel

the cops don't need you;
and man they expect the same

If dogs run free, why not me;
Across the swamp of time?

But I will be back, I will survive,;
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.

I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still

You know, news of you has come down the line;
Even before ya came in the door.;
They say in your father's house, there's many mansions;
Each one of them got a fireproof floor.

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody

Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink;
Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think

Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

That's how it is when things disintegrate

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

I don't need any reminder;
To know how much I really care

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

I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.

Time is all I have to give

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

people don’t live or die, people just float

Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,;
"Let's go and play Adam and Eve.";
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin';
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',;
You see what happened last time they started."

I been hangin’ on threads I been playin’ it straight Now, I’ve just got to cut loose Before it gets late

When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?

You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke

Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't;
But not tonight and it won't be here;
There are things I could say but I don't;
I know the mercy of God must be near

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.

They said it was the land of milk and honey,;
now they say it's the land of money.;
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.

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