People tell me it's a sin; To know and feel too much within.
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.
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
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.
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
If you're lookin' to get silly; You better go back to from where you came
Lost time is not found again
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
I just want you to know; I can see through your masks
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Can't you hear that motor turnin'?; Automobile comin' into style
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
Everybody's doin' something,; I heard it in a dream,; But when there's too much of nothing,; It just makes a fella mean.
People disagreeing everywhere you look,; Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
people don’t live or die, people just float
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
They say ev'rything can be replaced
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink; Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
She's a hypnotist collector
Reality has always had too many heads
Insanity is smashing up against my soul; You can say I was on anything but a roll; If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top; What would I do with it anyway ; Maybe take it to the pawn shop
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
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
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
