Well, it's always been my nature to take chances; My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense; I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
What drives me to you is what drives me insane.
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,; Should I leave them by your gate,; Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,; See like me or be like me.
Our conversation was short and sweet; It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats; Too noble to neglect; Deceived me into thinking; I had something to protect
time is running backwards
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
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.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
Nobody feels any pain
Some things in life, it gets too late to learn
I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes; They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes; All the young men with their young women looking so good; Well, I'd trade places with any of them ; In a minute, if I could
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,; It's done with a flick of the wrist.
The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure, to live it you have to explode.
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.; Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?; I've tried my best to love you, but I cannot play this game; Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
Seen the arrow on the doorpost; Saying, "This land is condemned; All the way from New Orleans; To Jerusalem."
Reality has always had too many heads
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
God is in heaven; And we all want what's his; But power and greed and corruptible seed; Seem to be all that there is
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
You don't need a weather man; To know which way the wind blows
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
she's true, like ice, like fire
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
Time is all I have to give
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,; Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,; With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,; Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?; Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
