Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag; Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag; Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
He bought me with a price,; Freed me from the pit,; Full of emptiness and wrath; And the fire that burns in it.
You have explained every mystery.; What can I do for You?
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
I finally realize there's no room for regret
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Your temperature's too hot for taming
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
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
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
This wheel shall explode!
Well, I asked for something to eat; I'm hungry as a hog; So I get brown rice, seaweed; And a dirty hot dog
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
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.
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
Could you ever be true?
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
You were trying to break into another world; A world I never knew.; I always kind of wondered; If you ever made it through.
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
How did I meet you? I don't know.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
Whatever you wanted; Slipped out of my mind
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
For the loser now; Will be later to win
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
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
