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?
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
You can make me cry; Never say goodbye
Don't trust me to show you the truth; When the truth may only be ashes and dust.
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
We never thought we could ever get old.; We thought we could sit forever in fun
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
Everybody must get stoned.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
Heart of mine be still,; You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill
I'll remember you; When the wind blows through the piney wood.
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.
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
Everybody's wearing a disguise; To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
When we meet again; Introduced as friends; Please don't let on that you knew me when; I was hungry and it was your world.
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,; Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
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.
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
On the rising curve,; Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,; You won't get anything you don't deserve,; Where we were born in time.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
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.
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Oh the fishes will laugh; As they swim out of the path; And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
There was music in the cafes at night; And revolution in the air.
Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
That's how it is when things disintegrate
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
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.
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
Oh my name it is nothin'; My age it means less
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
I got new eyes ; Everything looks far away
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face; And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
