In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
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.
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
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.
to live outside the law, you must be honest
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,; Pray that I don't die of thirst,; Baby, two feet from the well.
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
time is running backwards
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Could you ever be true?
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
I can't provide for you no easy answers,; Who are you that I should have to lie?
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
I like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
Junk is piling up, taking up space
your pleasure knows no limits
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
