Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
I stood unwound beneath the skies; And clouds unbound by laws.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
I see, I see lovers in the meadow; I see, I see silhouettes in the window; I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ; To a shadow
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
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
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
I can't provide for you no easy answers,; Who are you that I should have to lie?
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
I finally realize there's no room for regret
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,; And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
Nobody feels any pain
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Everybody's doin' something,; I heard it in a dream,; But when there's too much of nothing,; It just makes a fella mean.
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
I'm in a cowboy band
I'm walking through streets that are dead
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
What good am I if I know and don't do,; I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
