Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
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.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
You know, the streets are filled with vipers; Who've lost all ray of hope,; You know, it ain't even safe no more; In the palace of the Pope.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Democracy don't rule the world,; You'd better get that in your head.; This world is ruled by violence; But I guess that's better left unsaid.
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously; But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
I don't want to fake you out
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
I wasn't born to lose you.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
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
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
Don't trust me to show you beauty; When beauty may only turn to rust.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
When destruction cometh swiftly; And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,; Have you decided whether you want to be; In heaven or in hell?
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
How does it feel
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The party's over, and there's less and less to say
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?; I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game; Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
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 couldn't see what you could show me; Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid
