There are barn doors And there are revolving doors Doors on the rudders of big ships We are revolving doors There are doors that open by themselves
After years of waiting nothing came As your life flashed before your eyes You realize I'm a reasonable man Get off, get off, get off my case (x2) I'm
While you make pretty speeches I'm being cut to shreds You feed me to the lions A delicate balance And this just feels like spinning plates I'm living
Once again, she is smashing up her house again She is throwing things through windows She is mad at someone else again, It is now a broken home Once
I want you to know He's not coming back He's bloated and frozen Still there's no point in letting it go to waste So knives out Cook him up Don't look
I might be wrong I might be wrong I could have sworn I saw a light coming on I used to think I used to think There is no future left at all I used to
There are things to talk about Be constructive There are weapons, we can use Be constructive With your blues Even when they tore the wall down
Morning bell Morning bell Light another candle Release me Release me You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney Release me
I jumped in the river and what did I see? Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars All the things I used to see All my lovers
Come on, Come on You think you drive me crazy, well Come on, Come on You and whose army You and your cronies Come on, Come on Holy Roman empire Come on
Are you such a dreamer To put the world to rights I'll stay home forever Where two and two always makes a five I'll lay down the tracks Sandbag and
I know what you're thinking But I'm not your property No matter what you say No matter what you say Move along, there's nothing left to see Just a body
Mother mary come to me Cause I am a wicked child I have sinned and I am so confused and I am a wicked child I am a wicked child I am the devils son and
I will Lay me down In a bunker Underground I won't let this happen to my children Meet the real world coming out of your shell With white elephants Sitting
Blow into this paper bag Go home and stop grinning at everyone Blow into this paper bag Go home and stop grinning at everyone It was nice when it lasted
The mongrel cat came home holding half a head Proceeded to show it off to all his new found friends he said "i been where i liked i slept with who i liked
I'm walking out in a force ten gale Birds thrown around, bullets for hail The roof is pulling off by its fingernails Your voice is rattlin' on my window
