There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
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.
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
your pleasure knows no limits
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
Most of the time; I can't even be sure; If she was ever with me; Or if I was with her.
You know, news of you has come down the line; Even before ya came in the door.; They say in your father's house, there's many mansions; Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,; Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
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 ain't sayin' you treated me unkind; You could have done better but I don't mind; You just kinda wasted my precious time
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
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
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
No knife could ever cut our love apart
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
I couldn't see where we were goin'; But you said you knew an' I took your word
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
I just want you to know; I can see through your masks
She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
How did I meet you? I don't know.
Time is all I have to give
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
Go melt back into the night, babe,; Everything inside is made of stone.; There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,; When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give
If you're lookin' to get silly; You better go back to from where you came
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you
The world of illusion is at my door
I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man; like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
