Tearing down the highway lines. It's a fever that I know. Tonight my burning bridges light the skies. The engine screams for murder. And tonight we're gonna bleed.
Pity my brother. For how he's suffered me. Through nameless towns. And cold prairie. For restless women. At the end of the line. Who tendered checks for.
(Welcome. It's a highway to hell. The holy roadside. Step right this way). And they all lay down, lay down. Holy roadside. (Holy roadside. Like a scarlet glistening necklace.
A lot of folks do well enough leavin' well enough alone. But that was never true for me and you. Livin' like the characters in "Like A Rolling Stone".
We share a wine at your table. Young summer sun in our eyes. With a voice that you save for strangers. You read loudly from your book of lies. I know but one thing is for sure.
We live for the mountains. 'Cause the mountains give us life. But the pits were too inviting. And they stripped away our lives. . If I could holler from this hollow.
Let your daddy dance. See you daddy dance. Well I'm so entranced. By the barefoot bride. As she gave her hand. And loved like no other. Under the cover.
(Alexander/Badlees). . (Chorus). There must be angels of mercy. Lookin' down on me. 'Cause when I look up to the sky. I swear I see. Angels of mercy lookin' down on me.
Her parents house exudes a reborn air. The bathtub virgins in the midnight air. Seem to smile in celebration. What an intercession. All inertia washed away.
There was a man who sang the blues. No one could deny he spoke the truth. He shouted through the microphone. But no one could care less. . He lived his life anonymously.
So woman, you give it all to me. Sweet child, more than I could bare. For the years gone by, traveled through the year. Sweet child, more than I could bare.
Well, I ain't no man, no, I ain't no man. I can run and I can hide, fool the best of them. I can tell you a story, you'd believe again. But you'd see right through me 'cause I ain't no man.
Town clock stopped tickin', but it ain't broken. Got a problem that no one can define. While that river keeps on a-flowin'. Hang on children, it's a matter of time.
(alexander). . martha's wearing blue jeans. and she's praying for the poor. two midgets shop for halloween. at a salvation army store. and a widow with a quarter.
(Naydock, Palladino). . With flu. I dream of you. In light as blue as neon when it's blue. Past visions of rolling hills. In movie stills. A panoramic stew.
Welfare, move instead. Tell'm that she can't go on. Sad time, won't leave. Feels that ya can't go on. You save your Johnny child. In this troubled world.
You stand on your platform and present your views. You hand out your opinion like it's the daily news. While you're checkin' your look in the mirror. From your head down to your shoes.
(Naydock). . Ten times I stopped by. 'Cause she said to stop by. Nine times we flowed. Like good rhythm and rhyme. I was a good ear. A welcome companion.
I remember you baby. Like a sweet summer song. Said you'd love me forever. Nothing ever go wrong. Time's gone by. I'm just a memory scarred. I'm lost in a shadow.