Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame; I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.
your pleasure knows no limits
In the hills of mystery,; In the foggy web of destiny,; You can have what's left of me,; Where we were born in time.
Everybody must get stoned.
Now, a very great man once said; That some people rob you with a fountain pen.; It didn't take too long to find out; Just what he was talkin' about.
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore; You may not see me tomorrow.
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,; Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
people don’t live or die, people just float
Most of the time; I can't even be sure; If she was ever with me; Or if I was with her.
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
People disagreeing everywhere you look,; Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
So long, New York.; Howdy, East Orange.
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
I couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
Go melt back into the night, babe,; Everything inside is made of stone.; There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
You know, the streets are filled with vipers; Who've lost all ray of hope,; You know, it ain't even safe no more; In the palace of the Pope.
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too; Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
Your temperature's too hot for taming
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
