Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
Three fellas crawlin' on their way back to work,; Nobody stops to ask why.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
I stood unwound beneath the skies; And clouds unbound by laws.
Don't follow leaders; Watch the parkin' meters
Put your ear to the train tracks, put your ear to the ground,; You ever feel like you're never alone even when there's nobody else around?; Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.
I like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.
Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"; I say, "I would if I could, but, ; I don't do sketches from memory."
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
This wheel shall explode!
And every one of them words rang true; And glowed like burnin' coal; Pourin' off of every page; Like it was written in my soul from me to you
I looked at my watch; I looked at my wrist; I punched myself in the face with my fist
Leaving men wholly, totally free; To do anything they wish to do but die
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
You could ride like Annie Oakley,; You could shoot like Belle Starr.
don't criticize; what you can't understand.
I got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
Put your body next to mine; And keep me company,; There is plenty a room for all,; So please don't elbow me.
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
We always did feel the same,; We just saw it from a different point of view
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease; Until He returns?
I'll remember you; At the end of the trail,; I had so much left to do,; I had so little time to fail.
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe; "I thought you'd never say hello," she said; "You look like the silent type."
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
Build a fire, throw on logs; And listen to it hiss; And let it burn, burn, burn, burn; On a night like this.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
Now, a very great man once said; That some people rob you with a fountain pen.; It didn't take too long to find out; Just what he was talkin' about.
They say ev'rything can be replaced
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,; I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
