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."
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real; Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel; And I'll rock you too
Well, you're on your own, you always were,; In a land of wolves and thieves.
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I wish that for just one time; You could stand inside my shoes; You'd know what a drag it is; To see you
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes; They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes; All the young men with their young women looking so good; Well, I'd trade places with any of them ; In a minute, if I could
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Has the record been breaking,; Did the needle just skip
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
Dark Beauty; Meet me at the border late tonight
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too; Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
Mama, take this badge off of me
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously; But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears; In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors; Lookin' into the lost forgotten years; For dignity
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
My love she speaks like silence
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.; Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
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.
As his youth now unfolds; He is centuries old; Just to see him at play makes me smile; No matter what happens to me; No matter what my destiny; Lord, protect my child
I don't want to fake you out
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
