In the wake of his chariot. You swam toward the latitudes. Leaving for happier times. Florida far behind. . Trying your best you were. Ignoring the rescuers.
Well, I'm a snake, oh yes I'm very smart. But I was cruel without a humble start. And I just laughed when you begged and you pleaded. Now I lay here cut in half 'cause I'm not the one you needed.
Your wine, it tastes so sweet. But it's no affaire d'amour. I can hear the ghosts of 14th St.. As they are running out the door. . Can't you see you have no connections.
Though he loved to rock and roll. All these many years. He cared about the old people's. And little children's ears. . Though he was a guitar man. He reflected and he vowed.
This gravity is feeling like a tether. I wanna, wanna be so high above the weather. All frequency around. 'Round 'round, 'round 'round without a sound.
A lot of people love that Jerome. Did you know he missed his comb?. All his life was in pain. Made us laugh, he never did complain. Brother Sam was more than okay.
You are a fine exception. And now I do not know what to do. There is no use in-uh capturing me. Though I know that you easily could. I do not mind if you laugh at me.
Talk to a man just to get a little work. Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk. Some people die, then they start to get old. But I dont wanna die upon on the threshold.
The vanishing spies, somethin' I read. A couple of eyes, from out of the head. And all that was said. Was that's just how some things don't materialize.
Your wine it tastes so sweet. But it's no affaire d'amour. I can hear the ghosts of 14th St.. As they are running out the door. . Can't you see you have no connections.
We made the scene. At the real El Rey. Or so they say. So many claimed to be king. . Im going back to Manchester, England. Im gonna learn me to sing. But Ill beware out there on the English moor.
Well, I found a road and off I sped. I met a man with no little toe and a real big head. Though I did not speak somehow. I said, "Where are you from?".
If you wanted to get somewhere. And it took you long time to get there. Would you want to rush back here?. I didn't think so. . Take me somewhere cool.
Though le loved to rock and roll. All these many years. He cared about the old people's. And little children's ears. Though he was a guitar man. He reflected and he vowed.
And on this smoggy day. He tried to make his way. But odds were six to one. . He had no chance to fight. He ascended into light. Light brighter than the sun.
As fluorescents do. They blink over the floor. Of her majestic halls. Yea, they do. . I hear surf on Kazoo. And I march with the militia of the mime. Malicious are the times.
Seven months in hiding. Buried in the sand. I lost my way, come find me. . Tonight not even trying. Tonight not even trying. . Constantly reminded. That I was just in time.
I find it so hard to be true. And all these lies I'm telling you. Are little anchors in my chest. That pull us down into this mess. . I find it easy to distract.
If you come, come alone. Please don't take anyone else. 'Cause we're never alone. And tonight I want you for myself. Take it back, take it back. Those words that you never can help.
Love has been the cause. Of all this suffering. And what has been our loss. Has been it's gaining. So lay your burdens down. And stop your crying. . We'll let it burn.