I'll give you more gold;
Than your apron can hold;
If you'll only let your hair hang low

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

I wish that for just one time;
You could stand inside my shoes;
You'd know what a drag it is;
To see you

A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes

They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves

Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire

My conscience is beginning to bother me today.

It's mighty funny;
the end of time has just begun

In the day of confession;
We cannot mock a soul.;
Oh, when there's too much of nothing,;
No one has control.

I like the cool way you look at me,;
Everything about you is bringing me;
Misery.

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it

God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk;
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.;
Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?;
You looked a little burned out, my friend,;
I thought it might be up to me.

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

Oh, some of us'll end up;
In St. Cloud Prison,;
And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things

Nobody feels any pain

But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting;
That's hanging in the Louvre

When He rose from the dead, did they believe?

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea;
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

If he needs a third eye he just grows it

May you have a strong foundation;
When the winds of changes shift

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

You lose yourself, you reappear

I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it

And I, I don't mind the pain;
Don't mind the driving rain;
I know I will sustain;
'Cause I believe in you.

You were snow, you were rain;
You were striped, you were plain,;

Some things are too hot to touch;
The human mind can only stand so much

We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.

Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?

That's how it is when things disintegrate

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,;
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give

Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here.;
Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.

Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?

Darkness at the break of noon

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

My love she speaks like silence

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.

I see nothing to be gained by any explanation;
There are no words that need to be said

Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress

Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.

You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?

I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.

I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.

I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun;
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."

Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag

Some things in life, it gets too late to learn

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,;
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.

All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies

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.

Everything passes,;
Everything changes,;
Just do what you think you should do.

It's many a guard;
That stands around smilin',;
Holdin' his club;
Like he was a king.

Mama, take this badge off of me