The party's over, and there's less and less to say

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.

Shall I hold you close?;
Or Shall I let you go by?;
Tell me.;
Tell me.

You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.

Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch

A saxophone someplace far off played

But does anyone hear the music they play Does anyone even try?

Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial

he not busy being born, Is busy dying

The night passed away so quickly;
It always does when you're with me.

I don't want to fake you out

Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.

Oh, some of us'll end up;
In St. Cloud Prison,;
And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things

Go melt back into the night, babe,;
Everything inside is made of stone.;
There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.

there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

They say ev'rything can be replaced

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

She was born in spring, but I was born too late

I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

Was that the thunder that I heard?;
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain

What good am I if I say foolish things;
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings;
And I just turn my back while you silently die,;
What good am I?

When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.

Nations are angry, cursed are some,;
People are expecting a false peace to come.

Tough Mama;
Can I blow a little smoke on you?

If I ever lose her I will go insane;
I go half crazy when she calls my name

We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,;
I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.

Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog

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."

Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift

Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.

Can't you hear that motor turnin'?;
Automobile comin' into style

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

I couldn't see what you could show me;
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid

Has the record been breaking,;
Did the needle just skip

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke

Oh it's rush hour now;
On the wheel and the plow;
And the sun is going down;
Upon the sacred cow.

I can't help it if I'm lucky.

It's many a guard;
That stands around smilin',;
Holdin' his club;
Like he was a king.

There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,;
Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances

How long can I stay in this nowhere café

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?

Somebody's got to find your trail,;
I guess it must be up to me.

Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.

Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.;
Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.

I'll remember you;
When the wind blows through the piney wood.

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously;
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.

This wheel shall explode!

He got an all girl orchestra and when he says;
"Strike up the band," they hit it

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