Lenny left the bar tonight, Now he's standing in the freeway, Shouting at the cars again, Saying, "Hey, which one of you's goin' my way?" And
Well I'm looking out my window at those city lights, And there's a cold hand on my heart tonight, I know I must go down to the street once again
Took my love to the rock of ages, We looked down on the country wide, Red glow in the tree tops, Cities burning from the changes We lay down,
So sly, the way you move, Like a hungry cat prowling underneath the moon, So I must chase the game, Through the jungle of confusion one more
Well I told you when it started, I would never be betrayed, Words are cheap to the cold hearted, Still there's a price you have to pay. AND IT'S
Did your heart get broken? It's just the wheel gone round, Did the golden ghost of your love Fade away without a sound? Hope springs eternal,
sweet revenge of every crying, lonely fool. They say the keys to the kingdom are the keys to the automobile, The keys to the kingdom are the keys to the automobile, The King
Who or what was I before you came into my life, I am not sure. You opened up a brand new part of me When you opened up the door, Time has slipped
Listen here the night is singing, Like a voltage through the ground, Bony white the moonlight shining, You could hold it in your hand. And the
In the City of Dreams all that shines isn't gold, In the City of Reason all that shines isn't gold, We go high on a mountain, high on a mountain,
I got a drunken angel on my shoulder Singing Smokestack Lightnin' in my ear, Lord, Got no star to follow, got no hill to climb, Only love to lose
This is the story of an American hero, Born in the ghetto in poverty, Taken in by the white man, cleaned up, given a home, Became the salvation of
Twilight falls of gods and men, The shadow stalks the fields again, The broken glass, the broken hand, The broken song of the wedding band, Treacherous
YEAR ZERO and I'm back in the fields, Hey La, Hey Hey Yo! Demolishing history for the new regime, Hey La, Hey Hey Yo! What were our virtues are now
Sleeping in a hollow, Beneath a bleeding moon, Steel turns to rust ya know, And it happens so soon, All the saints and the sinners, They're buried
We who control information Have the keys to the house of the free, Those who take their hands from the wheel Will be crushed beneath the weight
Standing here by the waterside, The night you left and the tears we cried, But I'm not waiting at the bitter end, I'm looking out for a brand new
I got a little gris-gris, I put in a bag, Went to see Mama-Louis, I wanted you so bad, She said, "You can have the woman, but you better be sure,
