I've seen the fruits of rambling I know hardship well And if I'm not mistaken I hear a ringing bell I love to start but hate the ends I crack a joke
I was driving home late one saturday night Suddenly I saw this flashing light A big hole in the ground I thought it was a lie It was a sattelite It
Enter the dreamhouse Leave your history at the door This place is for heroes Like it's never been before Don't guess a future You don't know how
When my soul is in pain I'm going away Going away, yeah, we're both going our ways You want me to come along But, I'm not coming undone It's never
What we need isn't systems Or regulating plans But bigger guns to shoot with And a bigger type of man Ill will For good or ill, my iron will Is unrivaled
There's many a difference quickly found Between the different people walking around But you know it's a strange illusion, chaos and confusion.. When the
I'm looking at the sky, I'm trying Not to cry, coz' it's over The're turning down the light It's late now I guess it's time to say Goodbye... Coz it'
Jackie O went ridin' To the Wounded Knee... Jackie O was killed In the battle in 73... - I was his last friend And I watched him die... As the angel
You're now listening To 'Disneyland After Dark' Hit it, boys
From the steamin' Mekong delta to the shores of Tonkin bay Bombs of jellied gasoline is making night as bright as day And the mogul's hard tank masters
I learned politeness on my mother's knee I learned by uprightness my number of friends should increase When I think about the things I've done I laugh
In my traveling heart, there's an urge to see Foreign lands, alien birds and new stories that no one heard To stick a pin in the globe and to believe
Yeah, see the milk is in the fridge And it's turning into cheese If I'm so smart, how come I ain't rich? No one knows and no one sees My moral compass
Making the the worst of a bad situation with an ants patience and a fleas strength Like a kid about to squash an insect - I'll break it down and build
Hey, I'm the guy there on the wall and I'm all dismembered parts Yeah, I got not arms or legs: So go ahead and call me - Art! I'm a stick of dynamite
Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you a lie But I went to this party with a real cool guy He was wearing high-heeled patent-leather boots And a
My tongue's tied and sliced in two And wagging at both ends... Yeah, I've learned to talk - Both sides of my mouth makes sense You'll see the skin of
I let a lie come true I even cared enough to lie Receive what I transmit And slowly close your eyes Yeah, to unlock our locked up love And set it free