Sooner or later, one of us must know; That I really did try to get close to you
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
Your temperature's too hot for taming
He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?; I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
My head tells me it's time to make a change; But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,; And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
And, when I was through; I filled up my shoe; And brought it to you.
Shine your light, shine your light on me; Ya know I just couldn't make it by myself.; I'm a little too blind to see
They say ev'rything can be replaced
Does she know I still care?
Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?
I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,; I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,; Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past; I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
You know, the streets are filled with vipers; Who've lost all ray of hope,; You know, it ain't even safe no more; In the palace of the Pope.
Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
When I'm all alone; In the great unknown,; I'll remember you.
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Can't you make any sound?
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,; All the pigeons gonna run to him.
I'll give you more gold; Than your apron can hold; If you'll only let your hair hang low
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
And I, I don't mind the pain; Don't mind the driving rain; I know I will sustain; 'Cause I believe in you.
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
You will search, babe, At any cost.; But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
And you, you took me in,; You loved me then; You didn't waste time.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war
Just what do you think you have to guard?
They said it was the land of milk and honey,; now they say it's the land of money.; Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.
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
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.
Guess it's too late to say the things to you; That you needed to hear me say.
But I will be back, I will survive,; You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
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.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
the cops don't need you; and man they expect the same
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
