Oh Susanna, don’t you cry, baby
Love’s a gift that’s surely handmade
We got somethin’ to believe in
Don’t you think it’s time we’re leavin’?
If I can just get off of this LA freeway
Without gettin’ killed or caught
I’ll be down the road in a cloud of smoke
To some land I ain’t bought, bought, bought
We gotta get out of this place
If it’s the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there’s a better life for me and you
Believe me baby
I know it baby
You know it too
Running just as fast as we can
Holdin’ on to one another’s hand
Tryin’ to get away into the night
And then you put your arms around me
And we tumble to the ground
And then you say
Running hard towards what used to be
Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly
Reaching out for mirrors hidden in the web
Painting lines upon your face inside instead
She walks through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under a black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway
She brings me white golden pearls
Stolen from the sea
She is ragin’, she is ragin’
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She’s running to stand still
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
Hurt – Johnny Cash
(although originally written and performed by Trent Rezner and Nine Inch Nails, it’s become as connected with country legend Johnny Cash as ‘Ring of Fire’, ‘Folsom Prison Blues’, or ‘A Boy Named Sue’)
-“BB”-
I’ll remember you
When I’ve forgotten all the rest
You to me were true
You to me were the best
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass me by
Weep not for the memories
I got no means to show identification
I got no papers show you what I am
You’ll have to take me just the way that you find me
What’s gone is gone and I do not give a damn
Empty stomach, empty head
I got empty heart and empty bed
I don’t remember
I don’t remember
Now I know just what to do
Feign amnesia
How I wish it wasn’t true
Wish it wasn’t true right now
I’ll look busy just for you
And feign amnesia
How I wish it wasn’t true
Wish it wasn’t true right now
It’s not the way you look, it’s not the way that you smile
Although there’s something to them
It’s not the way you have your hair, it’s not that certain style
It could be that perfume
If I had a photograph of you
Or something to remind me
I wouldn’t spend my life just wishing
If I had ever been here before
I would probably know just what to do
Don’t you?
If I had ever been here before on another time around the wheel
I would probably know just how to deal
With all of you
Ever had the feeling you’ve been here before?
Drinking down the poison the way you were taught
Ever thought from here on in your life begins
And all you knew was wrong?
Arriving somewhere but not here
I said, now, watch what you say, they’ll be calling you a radical
A liberal, oh, fanatical, criminal
Oh, won’t you sign up your name? We’d like to feel you’re acceptable
Respectable, oh, presentable, a vegetable
You don’t worry about the things that you used to be
You’re a rag-trade girl, you’re the queen of porn
You’re the easiest lay on the White House lawn
Get out of my life, don’t come back
Get out of my life, don’t come back
She’s so respectable
You’re so deluxe, you’re so divine
You’re so fifty light years ahead of your time
You’re a riddle, you’re a ripple
You’re the human sacrifice to the goddess of ice
Your hairdo is full of diamonds and lice
And you’re hardly off the nipple
(Cold as ice) You know that you are
(Cold as ice) As cold as ice to me
And he’s oh, so good
And he’s oh, so fine
And he’s oh, so healthy
In his body and his mind
He’s a well respected man about town
Doing the best things so conservatively
So you stand on the corner in your New English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes
Oh, but still your fingers gonna pick your nose after all, hmm
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you’ll be smilin’, oh
Oh, yeah-yeah
The bell has been raised
From its watery grave
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all
Pay heed the squall
And turn your sail toward home
Yo, ho, all together
Hoist the colours high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die