a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and the seas I'll drag 'em all down to
so near All my body glows with flame. The tempest struggles in the air And to myself alone I sing It could sink me then and there I can hear the echoes
pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover That you'd just be One more person crying. So don't fear if you hear A foreign sound to your
held me in her arms one time and said, "Forget me not." Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon, I can smell the tail of the dragon. Can't stand
know I want your lovin', Honey, why are you so hard? Like a poor fool in his prime, Yes, I know you can hear me walk, But is your heart made out of stone
far away Where fat fucks in designer suits Would order over deals The smallest portions of these Tiny morsels for their meals Still the blood it clots And the hearts
a star Burning out in space shining on my face Fly me through the night on your Silver Wings Over crystal seas Valleys of the Kings By the lilac shore where the dragon
: Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life? Who, are you to tell me if it's black or white? Mama, can you hear me? Try to understand. Is innocence
If you're gonna be the one Stick to your guns Ain't nobody gonna hurt you, baby You can go for the trigger But only if you have to Aim from the heart
: I woke in the night Looking around there was no familiar sight Where could i be in some long gone place far away where life never drags In the heat
own conversations With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit. I know you have a heavy heart
Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring In the deep heart of the
: They're still racing out at the Trestles But that blood it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's
walks through town all alone He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag
night When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me