The coffee at the hospital. Was a low-down nasty sludge. I got 19 compound fractures and. I'm talking to the judge. And if that judge don't bust you,.
In an office high above us all. An executive received an important phone call. He said, "Yes sir, I'll do all that I can". Said, "Goodbye" and hung up with the Man.
Oh, it's you, I love the things you do. To make me blue. Oh, it's true, I love the things you do. To make me blue. . To make me blue. Oh, to make me blue.
Zephyr through the awning shadow. Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves. Rest yourself my weeping widow. With the your news of grave defeat. With the shafts of each fraction.
It's a funny way to tell you baby,. What could I do?. I've been talkin to the preacher,. And he sent me to you.. There's a penny on the sidewalk,. But you stepped on a crack.
Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away. Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day. The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt. They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's.
Far and away where the waves unwind. And the toothy rock crashes. Wet ankled women with splashed salty hems. Clear their throats and bat eyelashes. . They're the sirens and their silver breath.
What you don't got, I can't give to you. You got calamities to go live through. Just when the nickels come a jingling down. You've got to use them all to get out of town.
Far and away where the waves unwind. And the toothy rock crashes. Wet ankled women with splashed salty hems. Clear their throats and bat eyelashes. . They're the sirens and their silver breath.
Moonlight through the chicken wire, humming windowpane,. Lukewarm water gasping down a rusty drain. Big town's in need of mending, street lights make tooth some seams.
[Spoken:]. Not in this lifetime,. Or even, even in the next. I could go a million places,. Meet a million girls. But none... none would compare to you (none).
There she goes, on down the beach. Just like the moon, she's out of reach. Losing my mind, already lost my girl. Blew the top right off my pretty world.
Take the lowest common denominator,. The tiniest grain of sand.. Like the first digit of our fingers. Points back to the whole hand.. . Follow the spear flight.
I've held your hand and sunk your ships. And I can read our future in the whiskey on your lips. Watch this ice a-melting; cool glass magnify my palms.
Your heart is a refrigerator car. It's cold and it never waits. Frozen breath and frostbite. Stacked, unopen crates. . You never loved your frozen freight.
Well I'm holding up a piece of glass to the sun. Well I might fool around but sometimes I get things done. All of you bureaucrats, yeah you never have any fun.
We believe a man's no more than a snowflake in this life. Well, we may be made of carbon stuff, but he speaks in unique lines. Oh, the soldiers on the line.
Too many roads with too many cars. Too many windows with too many bars. Too many doors with too many locks. That's why I wanna get out of. Pandora's box.
I know she's got everything she wants. I know she's got everything she needs. I know she needs that more than she knows. . I know she's got everything she wants.
I've been thinking lately. How to get you off my line. Don't seem all that easy but it. Feels alright. I've gotten rid of expectations. that I used to have.