Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
Democracy don't rule the world,; You'd better get that in your head.; This world is ruled by violence; But I guess that's better left unsaid.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
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
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Mama, take this badge off of me
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
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.
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me; And I do not really need to be; Assured that love is just a four-letter word
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.
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
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?
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
Junk is piling up, taking up space
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
You have explained every mystery.; What can I do for You?
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.
