Do you ever wonder just what God requires?; You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
Cities on fire, phones out of order
Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,; No more booby traps and bombs,; No more decadence and charm,; No more affection that's misplaced, girl
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
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.
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
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.
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
What good am I if I know and don't do,; I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
The angels play on their horns all day,; The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.; But does anyone hear the music they play,; Does anyone even try?
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
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.
Everybody must get stoned.
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Now at midnight all the agents; And the superhuman crew; Come out and round up everyone; That knows more than they do
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
And you never ask questions; When God's on your side.
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
Has the record been breaking,; Did the needle just skip
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
May you always know the truth; And see the lights surrounding you.
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,; You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?; Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,; Lay down the song you strum,; And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings; No voice can hope to hum.
I see, I see lovers in the meadow; I see, I see silhouettes in the window; I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ; To a shadow
At dawn my lover comes to me; And tells me of her dreams; With no attempts to shovel the glimpse; Into the ditch of what each one means
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
