(Reed). . I don't know just where I'm going. But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can. 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man. When I put a spike into my vein.
Listen, I just wanna tell you a story. It happened to a friend of mine. Didn't have no power in the glory. City took a hell of a time??. The city was ahead kind of pushing.
Heavenly arms reach out to hold me. Heavenly arms entice you to dance. In a world of ill will, the dancers are still. Heavenly arms reach out to me. Heavenly arms, soft as a love song.
When your imagination has too much to say. When the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day. And you have trouble understanding what other people have to say.
There's a downtown fairy singing out "Proud Mary". as she cruises Christopher Street. and some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean. where the docks and the badlands meet.
Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight. It's time to say goodbye. Let me tell you now. Goodnight ladies, ladies goodnight. It's time to say goodbye. . Now all night long you've been drinking your Tequila.
Good evening Mr. Waldheim. and Pontiff how are you?. You have so much in common. in the things you do. And here comes Jesse Jackson. He talks of Common Ground.
Hey, if that ain't the rock'n'roll animal himself, what you doing bro.. (Standing on the corner). Well, I can see that, what you got in your hand. (Suitcase in my hand).
Jealousy, endlessly sweeps through my mind. Jealousy, often causes me to be unkind. I'm sorry I said that, I'm sorry I did that. I'm sorry I hit you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
The bias of the father runs on through the son. and leaves him bothered and bewildered. The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit. at the face staring back in the mirror.
Picking up pieces of information. Time locks. Picking up pieces of information about you. And how to pick locks. Scouting around on the Lower East Side and matresses in the rain.
Down at the arcade the defender is there. Down off of Broadway he's there playing his games. It's very dangerous putting money down on Robotron. Oh, I'm the Great Defender.
He was lying banged and battered, skewered. and bleeding talking crippled on the Cross. Was his mind reeling and heaving. hallucinating fleeing what a loss.
Well the coal black sea waits for me me me. The coal black sea waits forever. The waves hit the shore. Crying more more more. But the coal black sea waits forever.
You know, man, when I was a young man in high school. You believe in or not, that I wanted to play football for the coach. All those older guys, they said he was mean and cruel But you know, I.
You can't depend on your family. You can't depend on your friends. You can't depend on a beginning. You can't depend on an end. You can't depend on intelligence.
I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle down this winding country road. And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill. Where last week I fell off. There's still some oil by the old elm tree.
Billy was a good friend of mine. We grew up together ever since we were nine. We went to school, he was my best friend. And I thought our friendship would never end.
You feel so lonely, when it's in the afternoon. and you gotta face it, all through the night. Don't it make you believe. that something's gonna have to happen soon.
You're an adventurer. You sail across the oceans. You climb the Himalayas. Seeking truth and beauty as a natural state. You're a queen reborn. Worshipped from above afar.