You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing.
I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you open your mouth.
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
She took off her wheel, took off her bell, took off her wig, said, how do I smell? I hot footed it barenaked out the window.
The ghosts race towards the light, you can almost hear the heavy breathing spirits, all determined to get somewhere. New Orleans, unlike a lot of places you go back to and that don't have the magic anymore, still has got it. Night can swallow you up, yet none of it touches you. You can't see it, but you know it's here. Somebody's always sinking.
It will scramble your head and drag your brain about, sometimes you gotta do like Elvis did and shoot the damn thing out.
Silvio, I gotta go, find out something only dead men know.
He gambled all his life, he's got 27 children, yet he's never had a wife.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you.
Life is sad, life is a bust, all you can do is do what you must.
The good Samaritan, he's getting dressed, he's getting ready for the show. He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row.
It's sundown on the union And what's made in the USA Sure was a good idea 'Til greed got in the way.
Too much of nothing, it just makes a fellow mean.
I saw him making love to you, you forgot to close the garage door.
I never could guess your weight, baby.
The only sound that's left after the ambulances go is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row.
Advertising signs: they con you into thinking you're the one That can do what's never been done That can win what's never been won Meantime life outside goes on all around you
With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooks, you've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books.
And I'll know my song well before I start singing
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in, sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks.
How many a year has passed and gone and many gamble has been lost and won, and many a road taken by a friend and each one I've never seen again.
My songs are personal music, they're not communal. I wouldn't want people singing along with me. It would sound funny. I'm not playing campfire meetings. I don't remember anyone singing along with Elvis, Carl Perkins or Little Richard.
You'll find God in the church of your choice, you'll find Woody Guthrie in the Brooklyn State Hospital.
"America was founded on the backs of slaves."
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