Well, we all got a job to do. And we all hate God. But we all got a job to do. We're gonna do it together. We're gonna do it together. . We are born of despair.
I saw a future, I saw me a way. Equal work, I thought demands equal pay. I heard new music on the radio. I thought that gradual dissolution. Would be the way to go.
Won't you take me. Where my feet feel happy in their own time. And the cathedral of reason let's the bells chime. And the lightning is fine?. . I'm old enough to know.
Oh, the dream I have suffered. Augured fear upon the water. Vessels tall with small men inside. Coming near against the ebb tide. . I can talk to fox like he's a man.
Anxious mofo, my twin, my friend. Election time again, I wish that I was dead. Some conversation, if you're well read. To calm the storm of shit that's raging in my head.
I, doing a lot of talking. Time goes on, I'm talking still. While soldier girls are dodging grenades and rockets. Moms and dads are paying the bill. .
When the caf doors exploded, I reacted too. Reacted to you. Cast into that sunny morning, I was coming too. But now I'm coming to, I'm coming to. . Papers in the wind a-waltzing, I was dancing too.
Oh, lonely day. Oh, led astray. Oh, burden on the land. Oh, always same. Oh, nothing changed. Oh, urge to bite the hand. . Withholding on. Your promise to the air.
A white face in a white crowd. The day, it starts and it gets harder just to stand out. Someone, everyone organically can hang with. Or someone cynically manipulating language.
As I was walking through a life one morning. The sun was out, the air was warm. But oh, oh, oh, I was cold. . And though, I must have looked half a person.
Woke up today, got on my way. Heard someone say. Oh, we're living in the last days. And being alone, I naturally thought of you. . There's torture and rain.
You got a problem with your heart. Follow the line down your left arm. If there's no money in the palm of your left hand. You could be pulled apart. .
Oh, temple darling. You have made my life so neat. But a dirty old death. Still waits in the bridle suite. . And oh, oh, I can't see around that bend.
Well, didn't you look sharp with your boots. When you met me on the path? Oh. From two tone to Downtown Beirut. But only halfway back, oh. . Stealing bits of wisdom from the shelf.
There's no more bad weather underground. Yeah, it's time to settle down. That's for all of the kiddies' sakes. Yeah, you'll wanna be around. . And who could have seen.
Innocence, it don't come easy, in a sense it never will. Accidents mean no one's guilty, ignorance means someone's killed. So I asked our Mr. Mellor how to get to where one's going.
Colleen, never to be crowned queen. Never an evergreen. Floating above the scene. As still as a figurine. . Expressionless, so serene. But I know what makes you scream.
There was a resolution pending. On the United Nations floor. In reference to the question. What's a peace keeping force for?. . Who believed it would be solved in a day?.
All the time you were keeping me straight. I was bleeding powers. In my mind it was never too late. And the days were hours. Sure the waves still make spray.
I had a golden ring and I kept it with golden things. In the Bank of a Million Dreams that was bursting at all the seams. I had a golden ring, it was such an important thing.