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?
No knife could ever cut our love apart
When we meet again; Introduced as friends; Please don't let on that you knew me when; I was hungry and it was your world.
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
Junk is piling up, taking up space
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
When you know as well as me; You'd rather see me paralyzed
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
You say my kisses are not like his,; But this time I'm not gonna tell you why that is.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,; To see that you're madly in love.
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
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.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
People disagreeing everywhere you look,; Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
I been hangin’ on threads
I been playin’ it straight
Now, I’ve just got to cut loose
Before it gets late
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,; I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
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.
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
time is running backwards
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
I see, I see lovers in the meadow; I see, I see silhouettes in the window; I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ; To a shadow
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
My love she speaks like silence
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Does she know I still care?
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
I look into the eyes of my merciful friend
And then I ask myself, is this the end?
Memories linger, sad yet sweet
And I think of the souls in heaven who will meet
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow
Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
