sea His madness had taken its toll The crew headed into the bars of the town To drink away all of their cares They had waited for this day for years
day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on
I was driving Went out on the town The show was at the palace So we all went on down We all had a bomb as I recall But now it seems absurd As the madness
my hand On that fatal day Then the doctor told me Slow death'd come my way My woman went away people ignoring me Razorblades in my cornbread The folks in town
. I drag myself through the debris. I never felt more alone than on this starry road. The air is warm but I feel grey. The chill of dawn on a funeral day
my boo and my favorite sayin is 'what we do is wrong' (okay) What's goin on? When you gonna drop some new songs? When it drop put me on, I'll be waitin
'm hearing voodoo drum beats its total madness until the new day dawns I'm bloody butt naked sitting on my front lawn the red moon passes with the new day
I had a dream last night I was a bird in flight A burning city on my left And a golden one on my right There was a woman there Tearing out her hair In
And we don't feel no pain Life out here on the highway Has its ups and downs But last night the Georgia rhythm Tore up another town So lay down a back
, you sing it on and on, on and on Highway song is as lonely as the road I'm on Highway song, you sing it on and on, on and on Highway song is as lonely
pieces And lays them on the empty floor I don't want to hear so you don't have to tell me How you rewrite history a little every day Till it's lies
In the town The start of day The father thinks in sadness On why his daughters went away On youth and other madness I know we don't choose who we love
might get beat And find your head caught between timbos and concrete And that's real, a lot of ignorant peeps around the way Ain't trying to bend over to the madness of the day
- that's your answer to everything, isn't it? There isn't a problem on God's green earth that can't be solved by a Chivas neat. And either drinks on
. Not poems and rubbish - science, so we can get everything working. We'll build villages and towns and... and... we'll play each other at cricket! Listen, maybe one day
Penny You've got a sweet lookin' head, Bobby, a sweet lookin' head! But you keep it up there in the clouds day after day after day and it's gotta come