My heart is beating faster, babe.
It’s beating like a big bass drum.
You know you got me speeding, child,
Faster than a bullet from a gun.
You’re a superstitious woman,
And I got a superstitious mind.
And I don’t care!
We’re on an open bed truck on the highway
Rain is coming down and we’re on the run.
Think I can feel the breath in your body.
We gotta keep on running til’ we see the sun.
Oh you gotta fire and it’s burnin’ in the rain.
Thought that it went out, but it’s burnin’ just the same.
And you don’t look back, not for anything.
‘Cause love someone, love them all the same.
If you love someone, love them all the same.
Oh I feel your heartbeat.
And oh, you’re comin’ around, comin’ around, comin’ around
Runnin’ down a Dream
That never would come to me
Working on a mystery
Goin’ wherever it leads
Runnin’ down a Dream…
You’re a beautiful
A beautiful fucked up man
You’re setting up your
Razor wire shrine
Oh, you’re working,
Building a mystery
Holding on and holding it in
Everybody knows that you’re in trouble
Everybody knows what you’ve been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach in Malibu
Everybody knows it’s coming apart
Take one last look at this sacred heart
Before it blows
Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out .
I faced it all, and I stood tall and did it my way.
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain’t marchin’ anymore
Because it’s Christmas time, Christmas time,
Yes it’s merry Christmas time
Everybody stand up tall and cheer
Our children will be coming home in plastic bags I fear
Then we’ll know it’s Christmas time this year
Thank you Mr. President for your kind words and deeds
There’s just one thing I’d like for you to hear
Take this war and shove it up your Crawford, Texas ass
And then you’ll know it’s Christmas time this year.
We’re drinking our way through the holidays.
What a wonderful way to survive.
When you’re loosing your grip
Then it’s time to get ripped.
Somewhere in the world it’s always after five.
We’re drinking our way through the holidays.
Pouring beer and vodka and wine.
We’re drowning in cheer
This time of the year.
From Hannakuh to Auld Lang Syne
Carve the Turkey
Turn the ball game on
It’s margaritas when the eggnog’s gone
Send somebody to the Quickpak Store
We need some ice and an extension chord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rites
A box of Pampers, Marlboro Lights
Halelluja everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
What we want is a brand new life
For every brother and sister - husband and wife
For the single and lonely, living in fear
What we want is a brand new year
United we stand, now and forever
In truth, divided we fall
Hand upon hand, brother to brother
No one shall be greater than all
Now there’s no more oak oppression, for they passed a noble law.
And the trees are all kept equal by hatchet, axe and saw.
Light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
You legend, you martyr, and shine!
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
Calling to the sky
The thunder drowns my voice within the rain
And I know you’re near me
And I call throughout the storm
And I know that you don’t hear me
Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turning red!
Crying’s not for me, cause
I know I’ll never stop the rain by complaining.
If it keeps on raining, levee’s gonna break.
If it keeps on raining, levee’s gonna break.
When the levee breaks, I’ll have no place to stay.
We stripped and dived and found his body
Stuck in the old quicksand.
I guess he didn’t know that the water was deeper
Than the place he’d once before been.
Another stream had joined the Big Muddy
'Bout a half mile from where we’d gone.
We were lucky to escape from the Big Muddy
When the big fool said to push on.