We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.

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

to live outside the law, you must be honest

Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain

Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't;
But not tonight and it won't be here;
There are things I could say but I don't;
I know the mercy of God must be near

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

Well, it's always been my nature to take chances;
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances

Reality has always had too many heads

Roses are red, violets are blue;
And time is beginning to crawl

Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink;
Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think

The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war

My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.;
They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well.";
Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high;
When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?

I'm in the streets;
With the tombstone blues

Don't trust me to show you love;
When my love may be only lust.

Put my tears in a bottle Screw the top on tight

You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece

Cities on fire, phones out of order

It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble

How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?

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

My love she speaks like silence

I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet

there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden

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

I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.

Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down

In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave

Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.

There was music in the cafes at night;
And revolution in the air.

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

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

I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.

Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more

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

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

How did I meet you? I don't know.

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

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

Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.

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

Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less

Thought I'd shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth

I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

How long can I stay in this nowhere café

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

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

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

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

She knows where I'd like to be;
But it doesn't matter.

This wheel shall explode!

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?