I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.
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?"
How long can I stay in this nowhere café
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
Well, I asked for something to eat; I'm hungry as a hog; So I get brown rice, seaweed; And a dirty hot dog
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,; Pray that I don't die of thirst,; Baby, two feet from the well.
If you're looking for assistance, babe,; Or if you just want some company; Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,; Honey, come and see about me.
I don't want to fake you out
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?
Oh, some of us'll end up; In St. Cloud Prison,; And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,; When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
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?
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
Somebody's got to find your trail,; I guess it must be up to me.
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
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.
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
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
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
I must be guilty of something,; You just whisper it into my ear.
That's how it is when things disintegrate
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
Now at midnight all the agents; And the superhuman crew; Come out and round up everyone; That knows more than they do
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,; But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
They said it was the land of milk and honey,; now they say it's the land of money.; Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
He said his name was Columbus; I just said, "Good luck."
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
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.
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?
