The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy; When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
Was that the thunder that I heard?; My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
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.
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
All the laughter is just making me sad
It ain't my cup of meat.
The world of illusion is at my door
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
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?
Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.; They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well."; Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high; When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real; Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel; And I'll rock you too
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Any day now, any day now,; I shall be released.
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
I wasn't born to lose you.
Time is all I have to give
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind; You could have done better but I don't mind; You just kinda wasted my precious time
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
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.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
Darkness at the break of noon
I'm in a cowboy band
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
People are crazy and times are strange
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
