Perfectly Good Guitar
Something Wild
Straight Outta Time
Perfectly Good Guitar
Buffalo River Home
Angel
Blue Telescope
Cross My Fingers
Old Habits
The Wreck Of The Barbie Ferrari
When You Hold Me Tight
Permanent Hurt
Loving A Hurricane
I'll Never Get Over You
Something Wild
Sometimes I don't even move a muscle
Baby when you lie awake all night
I think I've got nine lives in these corpuscles
Girl, you know sometimes I dont think right
I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and its nothing at all
A hungry wolf, or an agry child
Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild- tell me love is
Something wild- tell me love is
Its not as if we could think that things were one way
And they would all just be that way right now
When I was a kid I thought that someday
I could tame this lion heart, some way, somehow
Now I'm hungry for the love
That doesnt know what its dreamin' of
Raging for the meek and mild
Like something wild
Something wild
Something wild- tell me love is
Something wild- tell me love is
Theres a hole where the wind blows through
And some curtains hung
But I can't hid a thing from you
You know where I come from
Well I tried getting there under my own steam
'Til my very last chance was shot
Now you're under my skin like a submarine
I can feel you in my veins running hot
Now if its more than a new pair of jeans, a new car,
some pocket money
And a place to go
Then we better get up and scream at the top of our
lungs like it
Was gonna die if we didnt make it so
I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and it's nothing at all
An angry wolf, or a hungry child
Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild- tell me love is
Something wild- tell me love is
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Straight Outta Time
Hot summer night, I was counting all the starlight on
your skin
Airtight, as I watched you breathing out, I'm
breathing in
By the lake, so humid that the moon was getting wet
For our sake the crickets started playing their
castonets
Like a gypsy, you stole me from a child into a man
It never hit me: I've been running ever since I took
a stand
And this love like Spanish moss hangin from the
trees
Just swaying in the breeze like a sweet memory
Running straight outta time, straight outta time (x2)
Since you were mine
That autumn chi'll sent a shiver, girl, it shook us
to the bone
And we stI'll had February frozen on the phone
Spring thaw, would it find us with our lips frozen
blue?
Love calls, but do we really live the time we're
running through?
Or like a dream, do we let it die and drift away to
sleep
Until it screams like an echo in the history books
you keep
'Cause that stream running from the corners of my
mind
Looking back I find like a river it unwinds
Running straight outta time, straight outta time (x2)
Running straight outta time just like an old man's
fiddle
Looking for the dance; gonna meet me in the middle
I'm never gonna figure out the way that I feel -
Running straight outta time,
but my love's stI'll real
Now I see you- you're looking pretty in your summer
dress
I can almost feel you as you clutch your little
locket to your breast
Looking down at the picture, girl, you know you're
looking fine
Is it me? Was I ever in your heart or on your mind?
Cause I'm running outta time
I'm running straight outta time
Were you ever mine?
Perfectly Good Guitar
Well he threw one down from the top of the stairs
Beautiful women were standing everywhere
They all got wet when he smashed that thing
But off in the dark you could hear somebody sing
CHORUS:
Oh it breaks my heart to see those stars
Smashing a perfectly good guitar
I don't know who they think they are
Smashing a perfectly good guitar
It started back in 1963
His momma wouldn't buy him
That new red harmony
He settled fgor a sunburt with a crack
But he's stI'll trying to break his momma's back
REPEAT CHORUS
He loved that guitar just like a girlfriend
But ever good thing comes to an end
Now he just sits in his room all day
Whistling every note he used to play
There out to be a law with no bail
Smash a guitar and you go to jail
With no chance for early parole
You don't get out untill you get some soul
REPEAT CHORUS
Late at night the end of the road
He wished he stI'll had the old guitar to hold
He'd rock it like a baby in his arms
Never let it come to any harm
REPEAT CHORUS
Buffalo River Home
I've been taking off and landing but this airport's
closed
And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only
knows
Just when you think that you've got a grip
Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip
As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the
line
CHORUS:
Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters
of the south running helter skelter
down through the mississippI delta
with no place to call your own
mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
all along the paint was peeling
down to an indian blanket on a pony
with no rider in the flesh and bone
looking for his buffalo river home
I've been circling the wagons down at times square
Trying to fill up this hole in my soul but nothing
fits there
Just when you think you can let it rip
you're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips
as if you had some place better to go
or a better way to get there
REPEAT CHORUS:
Now there's only two things in life but I forget what
they are
it seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat
tails
or wishing on stars
just when you think that you've been gyped
the bearded lady comes and does a double back flip
and you run off and join the circus
yeah, you just let that pony ride
Angel
It is a hurtin' thing you don't wanna talk about it
Pain in your heart well it's takin' your breath away
You left it in lipstick on the mirror no use talkin'
about it
Love like this just don't come along every day
CHORUS:
Somebody just stop calling you angel
Somebody just let love get up and go downtown
Somebody just stop calling you angel
Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down
They called you tookie in high school, you didn't
mind it too much
Kind of nice to have a nickname, kind of like they
thought about it
You wish that it stuck with you, didn't have to trade
it in on
Some crazy lover's pet name, wind up hurtin' so much
REPEAT CHOUS
BRIDGE:
He peeled the skin off of the world and you stopped
breathin'
You drew a breath, he sighed, the air was freezin'
Two blood-red hearts pumpin' hard out in the open
You skinned your knee at kickball
Twenty years ago against all hopin'
Y'all put that hammer down and drove through love's
angel food cake
Tastin' every spongy layer and lickin' frosting off
the moon
Wild-eyed with excitement but childishly disappointed
Maybe even tasted better when mama let you lick the
spoon
REPEAT CHORUS
Blue Telescope
I've got a blue telescope, I'm looking at the world
tonight
Through a blue telescope; I wish I may, I wish I
might
Not see what I see - sheet metal on sheets of ice
Looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck
road tonight
Blue breath on my windshield, I came to a frozen
place
She shivered when I said goodbye - I wish I didn't
have to face
Her in that rear-view mirror, though she lives in the
heart of me
Looking through this blue telescope
I guess she'll always be a star to me
The heavens vast and wide
Wait to escort the bride
She lifts her wedding veil
Her breath a lonesome vapour trail
I got this blue telescope - I'm looking for her
tonight
Through a blue telescope; tell me, why must the blue
angels fight?
Taking one last shot at heaven while they slip stream
through paradise
Looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck
road tonight
I'm looking through this blue telescope down a
moonstruck road tonight
I've got a blue telescope
Blue telescope
Cross My Fingers
Baby when I put my mind to it
I slip into another gear
And I travel in another syncopation
When all I wanna be is here with you
And
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I'll be good to you cross my fingers
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
Sure as a snake along the river
Sure as a ghost is in the trees
There is a promise love delivers
Even though you never promised me
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I'll be good to you cross my fingers
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I wanna stay, 'til my thoughts are okay
'Til my motive is clear, 'cause im driftin away
>From the weight of your arms, from your soft
feather bed
To a cold white line down the highway in my head
All our little tears are icicles
Hangin' on the telephone lines
And I call you up through all the cracklin' static
I swear I only hear you half the time
No matter how I try to hold you baby
You only seem to slip away from me
And then we're walkin out along the ocean
Or swimmin like the dolphins out to sea
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I'll be good to you cross my fingers
I'll be true to you cross my fingers
I'll be good to you cross my fingers
Cross my fingers
Old Habits
When the snake of love
Starts pullin' you under
And it wont let go
'Til it starts to thunder
And there's not a cloud in the sky
Gonna make him shake
I guess old habits are hard to break
Cause even the good ones
Just seem to go bad
Might be the sweetest love
That you ever had
You just cant let em go
For goodness sake
I guess old habits are hard to break
The trouble with sainthood, darlin'
You know its tough comin down
But you've been doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it,
doin it
Since you left your hometown
A regular Joan of Arc
Burnin at the stake
I guess old habits are hard to break
Maybe the first time he kissed you
The fireworks flew in the back of your mind
And you been lookin just to
Feel this good ever since
But now every time he makes love to ya
Hes just a little bit more unkind
Until it feels like every move you make is in self
defense
That aint the facts of life
Its just bad fiction
Honey that sure aint love
You know its just an addiction
Now how much more abuse are you gonna take
I guess old habits are hard to break
Could be your father
Could be your mother
Might be your sister
Or maybe even your brother
Or is it your own self baby
Youve been tryin to shake
Well I guess old habits are hard to break
I guess old habits are hard to break
I guess old habits are hard to break
I guess old habits are hard to break
The Wreck of the Barbie Ferrari
Saturday night he comes home stinking
sunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and
thinking and thinking
does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church
he's pulled a shotgun out of the lurch
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