take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy; When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
Was that the thunder that I heard?; My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues; You can tell by the way she smiles
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
If you're looking for assistance, babe,; Or if you just want some company; Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,; Honey, come and see about me.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
I still can remember the way that you smiled
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
People disagreeing everywhere you look,; Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
You say my kisses are not like his,; But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
She's a hypnotist collector
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
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.
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,; I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,; And all your ragin' glory.
It ain't my cup of meat.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
May you always know the truth; And see the lights surrounding you.
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
I'm walking through streets that are dead
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
I'm in a cowboy band
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
I finally realize there's no room for regret
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
