I ain't got no pride in my pants. I ain't got no poise or plans. Hear me out with your hands. . It's nothing major, sister. I can't get off. Yeah, nothing major.
Out on a range in a season too soon. No electric light up in my room. With a dark skin woman, I'm naked and sane. You could learn about the world in an afternoon.
Now when this is over, over and through. When all them changes have come and passed. I want to meet you in the Big Sky Country. I wanna prove, mama, love can last, yes.
Automatic love is all I want. End of the day. Automatic love is all I got. To get away. . Rounds of lead deliver me today. I got no blood to waste on foreplay.
Well, I knew you'd return to the other side. Well, the day began, I woke again and died. If you don't come around. I'll know what it's worth. . How deep is the ground?.
Everybody knows. I can tell how you fill your clothes. I can see it at the edge of your smile. So strange about the dormant desire. . But everybody knows the alien.
Sheets of golden velvet rain. Lubricate my naked steel again. Let the day go by far below. Million miles of sky all I know. . Aerial, aerial, get on. .
Businessmen like babes, lay sleeping on the lawn. Cops are standing naked, breaking into song. If I took her now as the one for me. Could effect a change accordingly.
All hail an eminent collapse. You can fumble for your maps. But we're exhausted by the facts. . We still believe old Henry's dream. An assembly line, a team.
You've got the pen. And we've done the typing. Why can't you get us all for good?. Let's put it in writing. . On and on we argue so. Sirens blare and the whistles blow.
St. Modesto. You were the ground line humming. You were the thread of fire upon this night. . You could feel the living. You staggered and blew your money.
It was not tricky to enjoy. A cigarette in hand was the key to understanding. To seek out and to destroy. The mindless oversights, a string of faithless nights.
I was busy, I was occupied. I was burning the fields. A wind of black was blowing over me. And when the cilia revealed. . All the ash lining my lungs.
There's a hole in your voice. And you say it's a choice. But I don't understand. . There's a tear in the wind. From the prick of a pin. And it's set to expand.
It used to bother me, all the shapes I can't describe. How we all fit together like wordless versing. And da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum. I was there, I saw you searching the corners for your light.
This device in my hand. Well, it does not understand. How I need to talk with you. Oh, I need you now. . And even the mobilest phone. Will leave you exactly alone.
A chance to breathe. Everyone breathe. The news is hard, the days are long. And still we breathe. . Everybody on the border towns. Your radios, your northern sounds.
You are 'Sir', you're a senator. And senator, you were right. It's just a law, not the word, not the law. I'm learning how to speak again. . These words are only structures.
Colorado, can you hear me?. Are you listening, are you even there?. Colorado, are you listening?. Do you hear me, do you even care?. . The concrete canopy, mountains of symmetry.
You don't know what it feels like. Runnin' down my nowhere road. and you, you don't know what I'd give for you. Cause the choice not to tell you I chose.