She said, "Be easy, baby,; There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
All the tired horses in the sun; How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
Oh, some of us'll end up; In St. Cloud Prison,; And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
I looked at my watch; I looked at my wrist; I punched myself in the face with my fist
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
So long, New York.; Howdy, East Orange.
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too; Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
No knife could ever cut our love apart
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
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.
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
Praise be to Nero's Neptune; The Titanic sails at dawn; And everybody's shouting; Which Side Are You On?
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
I still can remember the way that you smiled
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,; When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
Temptation's not an easy thing
I must be guilty of something,; You just whisper it into my ear.
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
