Talk, you can talk but if you ask me Take all your big words and put them together What good will they do when the long day is through Does anybody love
Who's that knockin' on my door? Who's that rising up from under the floor? I know, I can hear that demon roar But I don't care, I ain't gonna hear it
Keep your head and everything will be cool You didn't have to make me feel like a fool When I try to say, I feel the way that I do I want to talk with
I remember, but I don't remember I was captured, I was hypnotized Look away from the cool fire Look away, you could burn your eyes Take it easy, 'cause
I've done some bad things This I know If I can't change things Tell me so It does no good to break your toe on the wall I know you're angry That's all
Long-lost, gone I can tell by the way you carry on And it's now I see After all of this time what it's done to me Can't you see? I can't go free If you
I'm bleeding I don't think I can go on I'm dying My last breath has come and gone Pity the man Searching in the sky Looking for a sign from above And
I don't want to work I want to bang on the drum all day I don't want to play I just want to bang on the drum all day Ever since I was a tiny boy I don
Here we go Tell everyone that I am sorry, truly sorry For all the wrongs, I've done I never meant to hurt nobody Lord, I never want to do no wrong And
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Don't you ever listen? Don't you ever learn? The hand may find you It's time to take a turn You think this life is something strange You're ready for
I am the emperor of the highway I wield the universal will One might chance to overlook on my divineness Unless I'm sitting in the Imperial Poupe de Ville
I remember, I remember What life was like in the yard 'Cause you can't ever think about dyin' And it just makes a person get hard I keep wonderin' If
The day is done, the blinds are drawn The sound of afternoon is gone The corner store has locked its door And everyone has left for home When their sleepy
Consider the riddle that is man From his perch at the top of darwin's ladder Though the rules he little understands Plays at life as if it really mattered
You know, wishing won't make it so Hoping won't do it, praying won't do it Religion won't do it, philosophy won't do it The supreme court won't do it
There is an essence in the water There is a spirit in the sky There is a spider drawing webs To crucify a fly The fly is drawing nearer Just as if he
I look at you and go mad With thoughts of things that I'd do If I had just one chance to show you What this man really wants to do When we're through