fade away The balladeer, the buccaneer The liar, the man who would be king The cavalier, the profiteer The one who knows only suffering As the cannons gather rust
Eyes, eyes that can shame the deepest sea Tears, tears that can bring me to my knees Silver's gonna turn to dust Gold will someday surely rust But she
Rocket collecting dust Hidden from all memory Bathed in outrage and rust Waiting for you and me To own it Watch you as you douse the ceiling Light up
stars (We, the sound system, we, the collective) With an open heart (We, the solution should be respected) We'll turn the dust to soil Turn the rust
nut-brown Rose.No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yokeThough with rust my plow turns brown,Till a smiling bride by my own firesideSits the Star of the
music's playing, you're deaf now you don't hear the sound you're just a machine, so come clean there's rust in your heart stop, look and listen, before you start
You were my beliefs all rusting over And I was disappoint within your spine We noticed that the stars were all exploding So we stared into the sky till
star I saw myself die under an on coming semi Wanting to say I love planet earth One road goes through the reservation With one casino and one gas station Rusted
of chocolate frogs what can you give to me? What did you give to me? What did you give to me? What did you give to me? 3- waving at stars. You cracked
your're all smoke and mirrors and i've caught to you and found you choking on chances of days dead and gone. old man your guns are rusted you've forgotten
leave we've picked our poison, talked shit, but couldn't choke it down we tap the vein, we taint the trust this silver spoon's been licked to rust if
and this city rusted worn. has pulled us way. past torn and fast enough. we'll never get away. and i won't see you. fuck this fight away. and if you don
We were neurophobic and perfect The day that we lost our souls Machines that wished they were human If they cry they will rust And I was a hand grenade
toppin' off her tank she said, "How far to Abilene?" He sees 'em come, he sees 'em go From the island of his two pump Texaco There's a rusted out rambler
and stars Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of color Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust Then
on frontier skies The world was dark and your only mark Was the light of the northern star I imagine what was in your eyes The seeds of rust and days
I go I'm a bad risk for my credit is only backed up by the United States Government My reputation is that of a braggard a sex fied a cheat and rusted