Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
Tell ev'rybody; Down in ol' 'Frisco; That Tiny Montgomery's comin'; Down to say Hello
It ain't my cup of meat.
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Yes, I see you on your window ledge; But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
Everybody's doin' something,; I heard it in a dream,; But when there's too much of nothing,; It just makes a fella mean.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,; And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
to live outside the law, you must be honest
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting; That's hanging in the Louvre
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.
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
But the magician is quicker and his game; Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,; And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
If God's on our side; He'll stop the next war.
I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.; You can't walk the streets in a war
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
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."
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.
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,; Makes you stop and all wonder why.
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
I'm T-boned and punctured; But I'm known to be calm
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
