We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
If dogs run free, why not me; Across the swamp of time?
If you're lookin' to get silly; You better go back to from where you came
Everybody must get stoned.
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.
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
For I know that you know that I know that you know; Something is tearing up your mind.
Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
For all eternity I think I will remember; That icy wind that's howling in your eye.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
Nobody feels any pain
I see nothing to be gained by any explanation; There are no words that need to be said
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,; I saw what I wanted to be
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
Oh, some of us'll end up; In St. Cloud Prison,; And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
And the words that are used; For to get the ship confused; Will not be understood as they're spoken.
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
I like the cool way you look at me,; Everything about you is bringing me; Misery.
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
It's the last temptation; The last account; The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,; The last radio is playing.
Then she says, "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"; I say, "I would if I could, but, ; I don't do sketches from memory."
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
Too many thoughts get in the way in the day
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy
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
I finally realize there's no room for regret
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
Boys in the street beginning to play; Girls like birds flying away
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
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?
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
Those are the hill of heaven, my love; You and I'll never know
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,; When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
