When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,; No more booby traps and bombs,; No more decadence and charm,; No more affection that's misplaced, girl
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around; Some on their way up, some on their way down
Well, if I had to do it all over again,; Babe, I'd do it all over you.
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
Nations are angry, cursed are some,; People are expecting a false peace to come.
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
Nobody feels any pain
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
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
she's true, like ice, like fire
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.
I couldn't see where we were goin'; But you said you knew an' I took your word
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.
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
You could make me cry if you don't know.
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
Does she know I still care?
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
For the loser now; Will be later to win
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real; Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel; And I'll rock you too
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,; I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory,; And all your ragin' glory.
Build a fire, throw on logs; And listen to it hiss; And let it burn, burn, burn, burn; On a night like this.
This wheel shall explode!
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Oh the fishes will laugh; As they swim out of the path; And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies; I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,; I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
The walls of pride are high and wide; Can't see over to the other side; It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay; It's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
And you, you took me in,; You loved me then; You didn't waste time.
I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Praise be to Nero's Neptune; The Titanic sails at dawn; And everybody's shouting; Which Side Are You On?
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
