It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?; I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game; Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
people don’t live or die, people just float
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
For the loser now; Will be later to win
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
They say ev'rything can be replaced
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Let me ask you one question; Is your money that good
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
My love she speaks like silence
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"; I say, "I would if I could, but, ; I don't do sketches from memory."
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
People are crazy and times are strange
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
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.
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
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
Temptation's not an easy thing
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Can't you make any sound?
We pointed out the way to go; And scratched your name in sand,; Though you just thought it was nothing more; Than a place for you to stand.
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
Could you ever be true?
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
