The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing It's full of charts and facts and figures And instructions for dancing But I I love
I'm my mother's only one It's enough I wear my garment so it shows Now you know Only love is all maroon Gluey feathers on a flume Sky is womb and she
I must go on standing You can't break that which isn't yours I must go on standing I'm not my own, it's not my choice Be afraid of the lame, they'll
Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in a sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows
I plant the kind of kiss That wouldn't wake a baby On the self-same face The wouldn't let me sleep And the street is singing with my feet And the dawn
My body is a cage That keeps me from dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key My body is a cage That keeps me from dancing with the one
I, I wish I could swim Like dolphins, like dolphins can swim Though nothing will keep us together We can beat them, forever and ever Oh, we can be heroes
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill Mojique thinks of days before Americans came He serves the foreigners in growing numbers He sees the foreigners
It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the
Sometimes I think that I know What love's all about And when I see the light I know I'll be all right I've got my friends in the world I had my friends
What did you mean when you opened your mouth and let all our secrets out? You told him what I was about, my cover was completely blown. I tell you darling
Saturday is shopping day and I drive my car but there's no place to park it, No respect for supermen in the supermarket. I guess there must be trouble
Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine, We had a little fun, and now we got a little one. Had to get married, being chased out of
Walking the street with her naked feet, So full of rhythm but I can't find the beat. Snapping her heels, clicking her toes, Everybody knows just where
Built in the belly of junk by the river, my cabin stands; Made from the trash I dug off the heap with my own bare hands. Every night I'm back at the shack
I need perspective, 'cos I'm facing the wall. I need perspective, 'cos I'm not that tall. I need perspective, heard the trumpet call. Don't trust my eyes
Ten coaches roll into the dust, chrome windows turned to rust. Hang on inside, they know they must, hanging on the green-backed words "In God We Trust
