My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Darkness at the break of noon
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,; That we could sit simply in that room again.
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances
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
At dawn my lover comes to me; And tells me of her dreams; With no attempts to shovel the glimpse; Into the ditch of what each one means
I was in your presence for an hour or so; Or was it a day? I truly don't know.
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn
No knife could ever cut our love apart
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Your magnetic movements; Still capture the minutes I'm in.
your pleasure knows no limits
people don’t live or die, people just float
I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down
It was then that I got up to leave; But she said, "Don't forget,; Everybody must give something back; For something they get."
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
I'm going back to New York City; I do believe I've had enough
I'm in a cowboy band
I'm walking through streets that are dead
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Can't you make any sound?
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
They said it was the land of milk and honey,; now they say it's the land of money.; Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
Saw you drift into infinity and come back again
She's got everything she needs,; She's an artist, she don't look back
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love; Where you and I will unite
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously; But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
And now the heart is filled with gold; As if it was a purse.; But, oh, what kind of love is this; Which goes from bad to worse?
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,; I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,; And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,; I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,; For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit; Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it; Using all the devices under the sun.
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much; Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
