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.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
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've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
How did I meet you? I don't know.
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
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.
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
She's a hypnotist collector
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
If dogs run free, why not me; Across the swamp of time?
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit; Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it; Using all the devices under the sun.
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease; Until He returns?
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
We never thought we could ever get old.; We thought we could sit forever in fun
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,; You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?; Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.
