Next to the highway -- a noisy place. Will anyone ever want me. Tiny place next to the highway. Could anyone ever want me. I don't have a car. My job pays poor.
He woke up in a crashing din. Half in a dream he grabbed his sword. They smashed the door down and rushed in. "What the Hell" was his last word. He staggered out into the snow.
Oh Cora, oh Cora. I never knew your head. Cora for that matter. I never shared your bed. Cora, oh Cora. It wasn't lightly said. But living in two cultures.
More. Than the greatest love the world. Has known. . This. Is the love I'll give to you. Alone.. . More. Than the simple words. I've tried to say,. I'll only live to love you.
Twenty years of rock and roll. Up and down the greasy poll. In and out some pigeon hole. I'm a casualty. Twenty years of dodging cops. In and out of stocking tops.
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, men have named you. You're so like the lady with the mystic smile. Is it only 'cause you're lonely they have blamed you?. For that Mona Lisa strangeness in your smile?.
Cardboard city. Who gives a shit. Cardboard city. It's a hit. Hoards of the medias. Whirring their cameras. Living vicarious lives. Tasting it. Cardboard city.
I am the light. I am the way. You see me night. I haunt you day. Among the barren stones. Of brotherless confusion. In and out the staring bones. Of mindless disillusion.
(after Laurence Binyon). They shall not grow old, as we are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun, and in the morning.
Mama told me not to try to be nobody. I listened to her. Mama told me I'd grow up to be somebody. Looka here. Savin money's hard when you can't save your soul.
Lonely faces. Empty spaces. Hiding places. Nowhere to be. Growing skylines. Spreading street signs........Jesus freakers. All in straight lines.........Strange believers.
Ha ha ha, ho ho ho. And a couple of tra-la-las. That's how we laugh the day away. In the Merry old land of Oz!. . Bzz-bzz-bzz, chirp-chirp-chirp. And a couple of La-di-das.
I get up and I walk across the room. I get to the door - I've been there before. Wondering what I got up for. When all of a certain I remember. What I was going to say to you.
Maybe far away or maybe real near by. He may be pouring her coffee. She may be straightening his tie. Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill. She's sittin', playin' piano.
Long time ago in Bethlehem. So the Holy Nible say. Mary's boy child Jesus Christ. Was born on Christmas day. . Hark now hear the angels sing. A new king born today.
Loved by me. You'll never know if you are loved by me. As pretty as your face is. I'd never round the bases. From a distance home is easier to see. . I'd be fine.
(verse). The first piece of morning finds its way into my bed. And I ain't quite ready yet to wake. I hear somebody breathin' so I know that I ain't dead.
The sky's blowin' on me. Pourin' water on my head. He ain't stoppin' soon. Black children hidin' me from light. White ones tryin' to kill me. So kill me.
When the only sound on the empty street. Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet. That belong to a lonesome cop. I open shop. . When the moon so long has been gazing down.
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in they dark streets shineth.