I must admit I felt a little uneasy; When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in; Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
people don’t live or die, people just float
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Here is your throat back; Thanks for the loan
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
I look into the eyes of my merciful friend
And then I ask myself, is this the end?
Memories linger, sad yet sweet
And I think of the souls in heaven who will meet
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Now, a very great man once said; That some people rob you with a fountain pen.; It didn't take too long to find out; Just what he was talkin' about.
What good am I if I say foolish things; And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings; And I just turn my back while you silently die,; What good am I?
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
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.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
They said it was the land of milk and honey,; now they say it's the land of money.; Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,; See what you can do.; I can make it through,; You can make it too.
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,; Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
