Harry rag, harry rag
I’ll do anything just to get a harry rag
And I curse myself for the life I’ve led
And roll myself a harry rag and put myself to bed
You know I like to party
And I like to have fun
So take 'em off and spread 'em baby
Here I come
I’m rockin’
Rockin’ my life away
I’m movin’ and groovin’
I’m havin’ fun night and day
As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
you asked for the latest party
With your silicon hump and your ten inch stump
Dressed like a priest you was,
Todd Browning streak he was
Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee,
I’m sure you’re not protected, for its plain to see
Diamond Dogs are poachers, and they hide behind trees
Hunt you to the ground they will,
mannequins with kill appeal
Man, the drunks were verbal in the takeaway
Beating up the Chinee at the counter
I put a few inside me at the end of the day
I took out my revenge on the revolution counter
Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
You’d think by now at least
That half a brain would get the message
The incense burned away and the stench began to rise
And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others’ eyes
And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil
And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil
No one respects the flame quite like the fool who’s badly burned
From all this you’d imagine that there must be something learned.
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue
Some day you’ll know i was the one.
But tomorrow may rain, so i’ll follow the sun.
And now the time has come
And so my love i must go.
And though i lose a friend,
In the end you’ll know, oooh.
One day you’ll find that i have gone.
For tomorrow may rain, so i’ll follow the sun.
Yes, tomorrow may rain, so i’ll follow the sun.
There is a lake between the sun and moon
Not too many know about
The gap between actor and act
The space between wishes and fact
There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.
I still don’t know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I’d got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
Just sixteen, a pick-up truck
Out of money, out of luck
Got no place to call my own
Hit the gas and here I come
I’m running free, yeah
I’m running free
Live free and beauty surrounds you
The world still astounds you
Each time you look at a star
Stay free, where no walls divide you
You’re free as the roaring tide
So there’s no need to hide
Then the tide rushes in, and washes my castles away.
Then I’m really not so sure which side of the bed I should lay.
And so castles made of sand
Fall in the sea
Eventually
Don’t let it bring you down
It’s only castles burning
find someone who’s turning
and you will come around.
When I got back home I found a message on the door
Sweet Regina’s gone to China crosslegged on the floor
Of a burning jet that’s smoothly flying
Burning airlines give you so much more
We’re coming home on a plane crash
We trip away through the night
We’re breaking up on impact
We’ll bring it to you live
We got the bubbleheaded bleach-blonde, comes on at 5
She can tell you about the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry
Feel like I’m flying, I’m dying to say
Want you forever and easy
Be where you are, where I want you to stay
Don’t you know what I’m saying?
Why in the world would anybody put chains on me?
I’ve paid my dues to make it.
Everybody wants me to be what they want me to be.
I’m not happy when I try to fake it. No!