If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

I believe in the impossible, you know that I do

Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?

I'm T-boned and punctured;
But I'm known to be calm

In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection

We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

As the last fire truck from hell;
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.

Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite

I looked at my watch;
I looked at my wrist;
I punched myself in the face with my fist

Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core

Whatever you wanted;
Slipped out of my mind

Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,;
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give

My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

You can pound on the President's gate;
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious

Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?

Everybody must get stoned.

Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.

Put your body next to mine;
And keep me company,;
There is plenty a room for all,;
So please don't elbow me.

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through

He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.

The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?

I'll give you more gold;
Than your apron can hold;
If you'll only let your hair hang low

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."

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.

And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine

What looks large from a distance,;
Close up ain't never that big.

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,;
"Let's go and play Adam and Eve.";
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin';
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin',;
You see what happened last time they started."

I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

I like the cool way you look at me,;
Everything about you is bringing me;
Misery.

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete

Did I miss the mark or;
Over-step the line;
That only you could see?

When destruction cometh swiftly;
And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,;
Have you decided whether you want to be;
In heaven or in hell?

She knows where I'd like to be;
But it doesn't matter.

Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow

Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?

she's true, like ice, like fire

Your magnetic movements;
Still capture the minutes I'm in.

If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.

And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.

Everything passes,;
Everything changes,;
Just do what you think you should do.

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.

The treasure can't be found by men who search

Yesterday everything was going too fast;
Today, it's moving too slow