I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.

I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.

I been to Sugar Town, I shook the sugar down

Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too;
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through

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

Just what do you think you have to guard?

Well, you're so bad and nasty;
But I love you, yes I do

And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

It's so impossible to even learn the tune.

I believe in the impossible, you know that I do

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.

Could you ever be true?

The sky is trembling, And I must leave.

Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder

That long black cloud is comin' down

Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

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.

There's some people that;
You don't forget,;
Even though you've only seen'm;
One time or two.

You don't want a love that's pure;
You wanna drown love;
You want a watered-down love

When I'm all alone;
In the great unknown,;
I'll remember you.

When the last rays of daylight go down;
Buddy, you'll roll no more;
I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard;
I wonder who they're ringing for

All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind

Won't you come with me, baby?;
I'll take you where you wanna go.;
And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know

Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

he not busy being born, Is busy dying

When I met you, baby,;
You didn't show no visible scars.

I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.

I stood unwound beneath the skies;
And clouds unbound by laws.

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

I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me

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

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'm in a cowboy band

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?

She's a hypnotist collector

I'm in the streets;
With the tombstone blues

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

Everybody's wearing a disguise;
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes

My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,;
Should I leave them by your gate,;
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.

Roses are red, violets are blue;
And time is beginning to crawl

Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?

When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed

All the people we used to know;
Are an illusion to me now

Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',;
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?

You speak to me;
In sign language;
As I'm eating a sandwich

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

I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

time is running backwards