Well, you're so bad and nasty;
But I love you, yes I do

Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.

You think you can hide but you're never alone,;
Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.

Lost time is not found again

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.

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

Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy

Shine your light, shine your light on me;
Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself.;
I'm a little too blind to see

She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

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

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

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.

Yesterday everything was going too fast;
Today, it's moving too slow

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

I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it

As the last fire truck from hell;
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying

For I know that you know that I know that you know;
Something is tearing up your mind.

Because something is happening here;
But you don't know what it is;
Do you, Mister Jones?

Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none

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

Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.

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

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

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

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

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.

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

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

May you always know the truth;
And see the lights surrounding you.

I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray

They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.

he not busy being born, Is busy dying

I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain;
You give something up for everything you gain

If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born

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

If you're lookin' to get silly;
You better go back to from where you came

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.

There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them

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

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

Not one more night, not one more kiss,;
Not this time baby, no more of this,;
Takes too much skill, takes too much will,;
It's revealing.

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.

Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?

Here is your throat back;
Thanks for the loan

If you want somebody you can trust, trust yourself.

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

And you, you took me in,;
You loved me then;
You didn't waste time.

May you build a ladder to the stars;
And climb on every rung.

They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.

She's a hypnotist collector

But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,;
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion

Some things last longer than you think they will;
There are some kind of things you can never kill

Whatever you wanted;
Slipped out of my mind

It's so impossible to even learn the tune.

I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate

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?