They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.;
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
Tell ev'rybody;
Down in ol' 'Frisco;
That Tiny Montgomery's comin';
Down to say Hello
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Heart of mine be still,;
You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
he not busy being born, Is busy dying
We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.
This wheel shall explode!
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.
Can't you make any sound?
Go melt back into the night, babe,;
Everything inside is made of stone.;
There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!";
I say, "I would if I could, but, ;
I don't do sketches from memory."
I'll remember you;
At the end of the trail,;
I had so much left to do,;
I had so little time to fail.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
If there's a poor boy on the street,;
Then let him have my seat;
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
If you're lookin' to get silly;
You better go back to from where you came
Lost time is not found again
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed
And they're breaking down the distance;
Between right and wrong.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right;
But I don't know what "all right" even means
Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.
