Eight years of peace and prosperity. Scandal in the White House. An election is what we need. From coast-to-coast to Washington. . So America voted on a president.
Before you go to sleep. And close your eyes. I'd like to kiss you. One more time. Touch your lips. Perhaps your soul. I'll be still and say no more. Oh tell me do you feel the same way I do.
Can you shelter me. From this anxiety. Hey baby don't look me in the eye. 'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy. Sexually shy shy shy. . I don't know why. With other girls I'm fine.
Little girl disappeared and gone. From the rural route. Seven days missing something's wrong. On the rural route. Amber alert all over the nation. From the rural route.
Written by: John Mellencamp. . There's a band playing down the street we could see, yeah. Movie showing down at the Von Lee. A church supper with Grandma and Grandad.
As my time goes by. On the mean, cruel earth. Trying to find some peace. A little something to believe in. How can things go so wrong. In such a beautiful world.
Written by John Mellencamp. . Well I'm a middle-aged teenager. I'm a man of angst and leisure. Doin' the best that I can do. My problems are incorrect.
Barry, Barry, he's with Mary. Look like they could fly. Grandma's off her medicine. . I think that I know why. . People standing naked. Outside in the yard.
Written by: John Mellencamp. . Cain told Abel, "Brother, you'd better get busy. We got watermelon burnin' up out there in the sun". Abel said, "Cain, brother, you're drivin' me silly.
Written by: John Mellencamp. . Diane and Jack went to the movies. They went to see Richard Pryor. Screamin' on his knees for his lover. How could have I been wrong about you?.
Now There's a man you'll hear about. Most anywhere you go,. And his holdings are in Texas. And his name is Diamond Joe.. . And he carries all his money.
Daylight is leaving. And the night is closing in. In just a few hours. The sleeplessness begins again. My head feels thick. And I'm unable to think. I guess I'll wait 'til tomorrow.
Hey Hey America. You're some kind of crazy island. You're a place where dreams can grow. And there's history in your mansions. Good fortune in your plantings.
Hey, don't I know you from somewhere. Yeah, it was down in New Orleans. In one of those backstreet bars in the Quarter Quarter. Between Street Desire and Honalee.