Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
That's how it is when things disintegrate
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Yes, I see you on your window ledge; But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
What was it you wanted; When you were kissing my check?
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
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.
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
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'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
I can't provide for you no easy answers,; Who are you that I should have to lie?
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
Can't you make any sound?
Have I surrendered to the will of God; Or am I still acting like the boss?
Just what do you think you have to guard?
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
I got nothing left to burn
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Time is all I have to give
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
You should be made; To wear earphones
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
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.
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
Whatever you wanted; Slipped out of my mind
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
The treasure can't be found by men who search
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.
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
