You're so damn nonchalant; But it's your mind that I want.
time is running backwards
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Guess it's too late to say the things to you; That you needed to hear me say.
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,; But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
Tough Mama; Can I blow a little smoke on you?
Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced
The cause was there before we came.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
she's true, like ice, like fire
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
Well I don't dare close my eyes and I don't dare wink; Maybe in the next life I'll be able to hear myself think
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound; Someone's always yelling turn it down
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
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.
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
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
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
When there is no more,; You cut to the core; Quicker than anyone I knew.
My children will go, As soon as they grow.; Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them.
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
Seen the arrow on the doorpost; Saying, "This land is condemned; All the way from New Orleans; To Jerusalem."
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
The angels play on their horns all day,; The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.; But does anyone hear the music they play,; Does anyone even try?
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
I was all right 'til I fell in love with you
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Lost time is not found again
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
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,; And the dust of rumors covers me.
I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
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.
