Love came to my door with a sleeping roll And a madman's soul he thought for sure I'd seen him Dancing up a river in the dark Looking for a woman to court
Help me I think I'm falling in love again When I get that crazy feeling, I know I'm in trouble again I'm in trouble 'cause you're a rambler and a gambler
Everything comes and goes marked by lovers and styles of clothes Things that you held high and told yourself were true Lost or changin' as the days come
Dog eat dog It's dog eat dog, I'm just waking up The dove is in the dungeon And the white-washed hawks pedal hate and call it love Dog eat dog Holy hope
The street was loud from an angry crowd and I thought of you, I thought of you, dreamer Land of the free no hungry bellies Impossible, impossible dreamer
I pulled up behind a Cadillac We were waiting for the light I took a look at his license plate It said, "Just Ice" Is justice, just ice Governed by greed
I was an unmarried girl I'd just turned twenty-seven When they sent me to the sisters For the way men looked at me Branded as a jezebel I knew I was not
I heard it in the wind last night, sounded like applause Did you get a round resounding for you way up here? It seems like many dim years ago Since I
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The cats are in the flower bed A red hawk rides the sky I guess I should be happy Just to be alive But we have poisoned everything And oblivious to it
Hana, Hana Hana steps out of a storm Into a stranger's warm, but hard-up kitchen She sees what must be done She takes off her coat and rolls up her sleeves
Oh, let your little light shine Let your little light shine Shine on Vegas and Wall Street Place your bets Shine on all the fishermen With nothing in
So they paved paradise Put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging night spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what
Holy war, genocide, suicide Hate and cruelty How can this be holy? If I had a heart I'd cry These ancient tales The good go to heaven And the wicked
Sparkle on the ocean Eagle at the top of a tree Those crazy crows always making a commotion This land is home to me I was talking to my neighbor He said
Strong and wrong You win only because That's the way it's always been Men love war That's what history's for A mass murder mystery History His story
Tour bus came yesterday The driver's a mess today It's a dump of a destiny But it's got a view Now the kid in the see through blouse Is moving in hard
If you can keep your head While all about you People are losing theirs And blaming you If you can trust yourself When everybody doubts you And make allowance
