: Such the lazy Jackstraw, Always late for tea Never bothers to ring lately Says the silly Sparrow, 'There's gossip in the grain, Have you heard
: Laid our blessings on the ground, The softening of sound Draws us closed again Stay, stay and watch the coals Till they cease to glow Like empty
: There may come a time, a time in everyones life where nothin seems to go your way where nothing seems to turn out right there may come a time, you
: Don't let your mind get weary and confused Your will be still, don't try Don't let your heart get heavy child Inside you there's a strength that lies
: Barfly Just a barfly baby, uh-huh Barfly Just a barfly baby, uh-huh Kiss me before you go I'm going nowhere lately Barfly Just a barfly baby, uh-
: Well we role into town like a couple of fools High on the masque , bent low on my mule I's just tryna find some place where a man might get some rest
: Can I stay here with you till the morning I am so far from home and i feel a little stoned so can i stay here with you till the morning? There's nothing
: She lifts her skirt up to her knees Walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead
: For a while I sat there staring at her photograph For a while I cried and tried not to make a scene There was a time when we were young I used to make
: My eyes have dried, my hands are tied Nothing I can say If you feel the need to go I won't stand in your way Sit and think Drown in drink Sing this
: War is not the answer The answer is within you War is not the answer The answer is within you Love Love Love Love War is not the answer The answer
: Well the truth it fell so heavy Like a hammer through the room That I could choose another over her You always said I was an actor, baby Guess in truth
: Can you see the young and pretty Confident as cops Blooming, laughing in the shops Till the sun turns black Can you see the old and lonely Walking
: Oh mama don't walk away I'm a goddam sore loser I ain't too proud to stay But I'm still thinking 'bout you And I'm so lonesome without you And I
: Who am I to tell her Who am I to play god Who am I to think I can go it alone Something tells me girl this is bringing you down Something tells me
: Meg White You?re alright In fact, I think you?re pretty swell Can?t you tell? Meg White Such a pretty thing I saw your face on the cover Of a magazine
: Trouble... Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble Trouble been doggin' my soul since the day I was born Worry... Worry, worry, worry, worry Worry just
: When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears It was easy to see that you'd been crying Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns