The Warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom.
And I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest,
And I heard him tell the Warden, just before he reached my cell,
“Let my guitar playing friend do my request”
Then I awake and look around me
At four grey walls that surround me
And I realize, yes, I was only dreaming
For there’s a guard and there’s a sad old padre
Arm in arm, we’ll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green, green grass of home
Behind these prison walls of love dear
Forever more I know I’ll be
Condemned because you love another
No one will ever set me free
In my heart sweet memories linger
Of the days when you were mine
Behind these prison walls of love dear
Visions of a past entwined
I’m free!
I’m free!
And freedom tastes of reality.
I’m free!
I’m free!
And I’m waiting for you to follow me…
Freedom’s just another word
For nothing left to lose…
And freedom, oh, freedom
Well that’s just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
On my own
Pretending he’s beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
All by myself
Don’t wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free
Come together, right now
Over me
If I told you what it takes
To reach the highest high
You’d laugh and say ‘nothing’s that simple’
But you’ve been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!
I’m free
I’m free
And freedom tastes of reality
I really want to see you
I really want to be with you, Lord
I teally want to see you, my Lord
It takes so long, Lord
(Hare Krishna)
Our Father
Which art in Heaven,
Hallowed be… Thy Name,
Thy Kingdom come,
Thy will be done,
On earth… as it is in Heaven…
Heaven, I’m in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away
I won’t beg you to stay with me
I don’t care what’s right or wrong,
And it’s sad to be alone…
Help me make through the night,
I don’t want to be alone,
Help me make it through the night…
(Man oh man, KK could write a song)
Hail, Knight of the Woeful Countenance, Knight of the Woeful Countenance…
Whenever I see your smiling face
I have to smile myself
Because I love you, yes, I do
And when you give me that pretty little pout
It turns me inside out
There’s something about you, baby
I don’t know
Sometimes I feels so nice, good god
I jump back, I want to kiss myself
Stylin’, Wilin’
Livin’ it up in the city
Got chucks on with Saint Laurent
Gotta kiss myself
I’m so pretty…
Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble
When you’re perfect in every way
I can’t wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each day
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord It’s hard to be humble,
But I’m doing the best that I can