If you want to know how to please a woman, just talk to a neuroscience major from Columbia.
Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel?
Cop comes down the street crazy as a loon, he throws us in jail for carrying harpoons.
Lord knows I've paid my dues getting through, tangled up in blue.
I ain't looking to compete with you, beat, or cheat, or mistreat you, simplify you, classify you, deny, defy, or crucify you. All I really want to do is, baby, be friends with you.
Don't put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist.
Last night I danced with a stranger, but she just reminded me you were the one.
I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain. I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth. None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.
Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed.
I got this grave yard woman.
The National Bank at profit sells road maps for the soul.
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.
I just wanted a song to sing, and there came a point where I couldn't sing anything...nobo dy else was writing what I wanted to sing. I couldn't find it anywhere. If I could I probably would never have started writing.
You say you're looking for someone who'll pick you up each time you fall, to gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call, a lover your life and nothing more. But it ain't me, babe.
I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity.
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.
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.
Don't wanna marry nobody, if they're already married.
The naked truth is still taboo.
Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.
When the deeds that you do don't add up to zero.
"America was founded on the backs of slaves."
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