Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
You can't get to glory by the raising and the lowering of no flag.; Put your goodness next to God's and it comes out like a filthy rag.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
Everybody must get stoned.
Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
Can't you make any sound?
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
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
The world of illusion is at my door
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
If the bible is right, the world will explode
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."
No knife could ever cut our love apart
Darkness at the break of noon
People on the platforms; Waiting for the trains; I can hear their hearts a-beatin'; Like pendulums swinging on chains
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
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
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
In the hills of mystery,; In the foggy web of destiny,; You can have what's left of me,; Where we were born in time.
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
I'm goin' down to Tennessee,; Get me a truck 'r somethin'.; Gonna save my money and rip it up!
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances; My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
