While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand;
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,;
Nobody stops to ask why.

I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed;
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road

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

Does she know I still care?

Silver and gold;
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold

I just can't fit;
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit

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

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

I can change, I swear, oh, oh,;
See what you can do.;
I can make it through,;
You can make it too.

Insanity is smashing up against my soul;
You can say I was on anything but a roll;
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top;
What would I do with it anyway ;
Maybe take it to the pawn shop

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

What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?

if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now

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

And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,;
And the dust of rumors covers me.

I must be guilty of something,;
You just whisper it into my ear.

Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

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.

Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.

Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,;
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,;
And all your ragin' glory.

We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.

Mama, take this badge off of me

Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,;
Carefully removes his fez,;
"Am I hearin' you right?"

And every one of them words rang true;
And glowed like burnin' coal;
Pourin' off of every page;
Like it was written in my soul from me to you

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through

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

Was that the thunder that I heard?;
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain

Everybody's wearing a disguise;
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes

your pleasure knows no limits

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

It was then that I got up to leave;
But she said, "Don't forget,;
Everybody must give something back;
For something they get."

Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.

Dark Beauty;
Meet me at the border late tonight

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble

Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.

He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.

What kind of sign they need when it all come from within

Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe

But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.

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

The pump don't work;
'Cause the vandals took the handles

I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes;
They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes;
All the young men with their young women looking so good;
Well, I'd trade places with any of them ;
In a minute, if I could

Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout

I'd never say;
That I done it the way;
That you'd have liked me to.

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced The cause was there before we came.

If dogs run free, why not me;
Across the swamp of time?

Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain;
That could hold you dear lady from going insane

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.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,;
That we could sit simply in that room again.

So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

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