One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
She's a hypnotist collector
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
May you always know the truth; And see the lights surrounding you.
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
Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,; Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
Well, I asked for something to eat; I'm hungry as a hog; So I get brown rice, seaweed; And a dirty hot dog
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
I couldn't see where we were goin'; But you said you knew an' I took your word
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
your pleasure knows no limits
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
You know, news of you has come down the line; Even before ya came in the door.; They say in your father's house, there's many mansions; Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere; Trying to get to heaven before they close the door
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
When the last rays of daylight go down; Buddy, you'll roll no more; I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard; I wonder who they're ringing for
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
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.
people don’t live or die, people just float
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag; Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag; Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
