I fell asleep at the wake with an off-duty clown
I had made the mistake of hangin’ my head down
I was walkin’ on sunshine, breathin’ on air
I was a beautiful feelin’ topped off with hair
I woke up to find nothing of the kind
Good times don’t look good ’til they up and go
We must learn to leave well enough alone

Well, it’s a para-psychological bone of contention
But I believe there’s available new dimensions
The Big Boom, The Milky Way
It’s a helluva party; respond si’l vous plais
TV in the sand, tell the modern man
He must learn to leave well enough alone

Al Capone, lickin’ an ice cream cone
The birds in the trees are singing of things unknown
Leave ’em alone!

Well, I told you I was crazy, now I got the proof
There’s a sparklin’ angel that just landed on my roof
I asked him, “Why do we die?”
That just cracked him up
He said, “Do you really believe all that dyin’ stuff?”
Questions without answers float around like dancers
In the end it’s magic that steals the show
So we must learn to leave well enough alone

I fell asleep at the wake with an off-duty clown
Hangin’ my head down, hangin’ my head down, hangin’ my head down

Well, she hit me with a rose inside a bottle
And a dreadful boom it made inside my head
Well, at first I thought it was what I’d been drinkin’
’Til she kept on swingin’ at me as she sat upon my chest

Here I am, here I am
With my belong baby be gone from my hand
Here I am, here I am
Well, don’t it make ya feel alone
When your lovin’ baby go ta Bone Brain Bone?

Well, my best friend called to tell me I was crazy
For livin’ with a woman who’s tryin’ to kill me
But I swear by god, she loved me like she hit me
And the way she hit me, I could tell she loved me very well

There she go, there she go
There she go to get what she done lost again
There she go, there she go
Well, don’t it make ya feel alone
When your lovin’ baby go ta Bone Brain Bone?

Well, love and hate make perfect see-saw partners
Up and down we went from hit to hug
But, oh it lent a power to the pelvis
You can call it Holy Headlock
But I call it Bone Brain Bone
Don’t it make ya feel alone
When your lovin’ baby go ta Bone Brain Bone?

Here I am, here I am
With my belong baby be gone from my hand
Here I am, here I am
Well, don’t it make ya feel alone
When your lovin’ baby go ta Bone Brain Bone?

Pictures of you
That I drew in blue
Hang on the wall in my room and the eyes seem to taunt me
It’s the same mistake
That I always make
Come back again and again like a ghost sent to haunt me
Love is a fragile thing
Just like an angel wing
God makes the kind of things
That bloom and grow and come and come and go with the spring

In a tiny seed
There’s a secret speed
Too fast for your mind, it comes up so slow
And I’m so confused
And it hurts right through
Knowing we both have to quit while somethin’s still growing
Hope is a precious thing
Just like an angel wing
But hope is in all the things
That bloom and grow and come and go with the spring

Hearing the morning sing
I’m all alone wondering
Why do we hurt the things that bloom and grow?
I’ll never know
But they bloom and grow and come and go with the spring

Lady Chatterley sat in the back with me at my uncle’s place
Sweat yet drippin’ down her breasts and white life on her face
She spat the moonshine on the ground next to the tooth-torn lace
She said, “Before four, behind the door, I’ll meet you at our place”
Don’t take her, don’t make her go
She’s naked, can’t take the cold
It’s under 6 below

Can’t you hear those katydids clickin’ in the tree?
It ain’t much fun when ya got your gun and it’s pointed dead at me
Now if the sun and moon held ropes and the earth became a post
When the sun went down and the moon came ’round
We’d get all tied up now, wouldn’t we?
I got a suspicion that we’re on a secret mission
But we don’t know which way to go
It’s under 6 below

Oh, the cold
Souls frozen so
The temperature-perature-perature is cold!

It’s under 6 below

You are a bull-faced Minotaur, your horns are curled in rage
A blowtorch dangles from a single chain that hangs between your legs
White-hot steaming steel lady burning through the waves
In smoke and white spark ecstasy, the two will fuse again
Don’t take us, don’t make us go
We’re naked, can’t take the cold
It’s under 6 below
It’s under 6 below
The temperature-perature-perature is cold!
It’s under 6 below

Oh, I thank my lucky stars now, ’cuz bein’ what you are now is helpin’ me too
Oh, you are somethin’ unexpected, an idea I rejected that’s suddenly true
Sister Mystery, I come out of dream
Count on me, I’m your friend, know that I really am
Watchin’ you, to see to it you get through

Oh, I know your heart is made of moonlight
Moonlight, delight and ya feel no fright
Oh, I know your heart is made of moonlight
Won’t you let it shine on me tonight
Sister Mystery, I come out of dream
Count on me, I’m your friend, know that I really am
Watchin’ you, to see to it you get through

Oh, I’m beginnin’ to unwind now
Runnin’ up and down my spine now is a feelin’ so new
Oh, love; a woman and a man now
A reachin’ out of hands now and touchin’ ’em too
Sister Mystery, come out of your dream
Count on me, I’m your friend, know that I really am
Watchin’ you, to see to it you get through

Count on me, I’m your friend, know that I really am
Watchin’ you, to see to it you get through
Watchin’ you, to see to it you get through

Taken out of context, maybe I sounded cruel
An unconditioned reflex had me talkin’ out of school
But apart from everything that you think I said
And aside from everything that I know you did
I continue to like you and forgive you
Baby please, don’t you get up and leave

We could be stayin’ home together, home together
Let’s stay home together
There’s nasty weather out there today

You’re lookin’ kinda’ piqued baby, I think you need a rest
I’ll lick your envelope for you, honey, and I’ll fix ya breakfast
And then I’ll build a little tent in the living room
Where we can do all the things that we like to do
We can ride ourselves to heaven little Buckaroo
If you stay, it’s only a phone call away

And we’ll be stayin’ home together, home together
Let’s stay home together
There’s nasty weather out there today

The world outside is frightenin’
There’s men in suits in cars and
There may be thunder and lightening
Mashers and flashers and thieves, baby don’t ya leave
Let’s stay home
dum dum dum, doobee-wah
Let’s stay home
dum dum dum dum, doobee-wah

Home together, home together
Let’s stay home together
There’s nasty weather out there today

Give me a flag from every country
Sew ’em together in a suit for me
I wanna look pretty when I travel the world
For the kings and the queens and the communist girls

I don’t need no passport ’cuz I’m a citizen of the world
I need no piece of paper, no
To be a citizen of the world

If your home in China, if you’re home is France
If you’re over in Russia and ya squat while ya dance
Just love your lovers, laugh and bounce
’Cuz Fear is afraid of those musical sounds

I don’t need no passport ’cuz I’m a citizen of the world
I need no piece of paper, no
To be a citizen of the world
Whoa, whoa we’re the citizens of the world
I said whoa, whoa we’re the citizens of the world

And we’re rockin’ in a little place now
If you’re lookin’ for a state of grace
Put your hands together and play ring around the world
Ring around the world (every boy and girl)

Now we don’t need no passports ’cuz we’re the citizens of the world
We need no piece of paper, no
To be the citizens of the world
Whoa, whoa we’re the citizens of the world
Whoa, whoa we’re the citizens of the world…

(I don’t need no passport, you don’t need no passport, we don’t need no passports)

It’s a sticky situation, but ya know it’s no mortal sin
If you give in to temptation and let go, things start happenin’
We’ve been goin’ with the flow all night and if ya back out now you’ll risk my life

Help me, I’m drowning, save me
Baby get a rope and haul me to safety
I’ll never see the day unless you stay tonight

I’ve had enough of this convention, let’s go; come away with me
Aren’t you tired of all the tension? Don’t you loathe hospitality suites?
I’m takin’ these nametags off; you can get a headache, I’ll start to cough
Don’t you worry ’bout your moral stance, this is life and death not just romance

Help me, I’m drowning, save me
Baby get a rope and haul me to safety
I’ll never see the day unless you stay tonight

I know a place where the lights are low and we can both kick off our shoes
We can relax, maybe have a snack, you get the ice, I’ll send for booze

“Hello darlin’, this is your Lover Boy!
Oh you know, the same old thing…It’s meeting after meeting, it’s hard work and I’m dead tired
What? Sunday! Oh, crap… well, I guess we’ll have to have a barbecue then. Get some pork ribs
No, I said pork! Right. Well, kiss the Little Nipper for me and I’ll see ya then. Okay, goodbye.”

“Hello, room service? A fifth of Smirnoff room 2-3-2”

Help me, I’m drowning, save me
Baby get a rope and haul me to safety
I’ll never see the day unless you stay

Help me, I’m drowning, save me
Baby get a rope and haul me to safety
I’ll never see the day unless you stay tonight
I’ll never see the morning light
Unless you stay tonight
Baby won’t ya stay tonight?

I found you naked in the badlands
But I only touched you with my gloves on my hands
I said, tell me what ya feel
You said, let me know the password
I said, tell me what ya feel
You said, let me know the password
Can’t we make a deal?
You don’t even answer

It was edited, yeah, they edited it, they edited out
It was edited, yeah, they edited it, edited out
Now it’s gone without a doubt
What was right is now wrong, ’cuz it was edited out

You rested your head on my shoulder
But everything you said sounded like code words
And I really tried to learn
Yes, I tried to really feel it
Though I really try to love, it’s like touchin’ through a glove
Did I feel what I felt? I don’t even know myself

It was edited, yeah, they edited it, they edited out
It was edited, yeah, they edited it, edited out
Now it’s gone without a doubt
The movie’s not as long, ’cuz it was edited out

The time goes minute by minute
We try so hard to get in it
’Til it finally stops like a Dali clock
There’s no time left

Hey, where’s the mystery that love’s supposed to be?
(edited it out)
When will the killin’ end? When do the good guys win?
(they edited it out)
Hey, now baby I’m feelin’ stuck in time
(edited out)
And if the truth be told, I feel I’m getting’ old
(and edited out)

Now it’s gone, so don’t look back
The truth is still on the film soundtrack
It’s on the movie soundtrack
It’s on the film soundtrack

God is big again, the flag is in again
Time to sacrifice the kid again
There’s camouflage in magazines
They’re buyin’ automatics and choosin’ up teams
I don’t know all the ins and the outs
But what I know is what I write about
And what I know is that you really scare me
TV blood is not the real stuff
When you’re shot you don’t get back up
Can’t you find a better way to play ’round
Near the gates of hell is not a playground

And mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
Yes, he said, ‘dive for dreams’
mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
‘dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you’
Jesus said, ‘They know not what they do’

Glory hallelujah, joy to the world, say you Christian boys and girls
Who are makin’ the bombs and blowin’ up the clinics
You can call me a heathen or a cynic
But I can’t help but have my doubts when somebody claims to be helpin’ God out
Pious passion always makes me nervous
But I guess a wink is as good as a nod to a fool with a bomb and a message from God
He don’t have the guts to really get down
He don’t know his judgment day is right now

And mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
Yes, he said, ‘dive for dreams’
mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
‘dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you’
Jesus said, ‘They know not what they do’

Well, I don’t claim to have figured it out
But I know beyond a doubt
The Master Magician of the universe
Will do what he does without checkin’ with you first
Throw away your weapons and I’ll kneel down
Near the gates of hell is not a playground

And mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
Yes, he said, ‘dive for dreams’
mr. cummings said, ‘dive for dreams’
‘dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you’
Jesus said, ‘They know not what they do’