Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want, babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone Never
Broken lines, broken strings, broken threads, broken springs Broken idols, broken heads, people sleeping in broken beds Ain't no use jivin', ain't no
Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that
Shadows are fallin' And I've been here all day It's too hot to sleep And time is runnin' away Feel like my soul has Turned into steel I've still got
Johnny's in the basement, mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off Says
Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges soon"
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain
They sat together in the park As the evening sky grew dark She looked at him and he felt a spark Tingle to his bones 'Twas then he felt alone And wished
Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You
High water risin', rising night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
Precious angel Under the sun How was I to know You'd be the one To show me I was blinded To show me I was gone How weak was the foundation I was standing
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
When the rain is blowin' in your face And the whole world is on your case I could offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When evenin' shadows
Prayed in the ghetto With my face in the cement Heard the last moan of a boxer Seen the massacre of the innocent Felt around for the light switch Turned
Man came to the door, I say, "For whom were you lookin'?" Says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin''' Po' boy, where you been? I already
You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend When I was down, you just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve to say you gotta helping hand to lend
I don't care what you do I don't care what you say I don't care where you go Or how long you stay Someday baby You ain't gonna worry po' me, anymore
In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light Where wisdom grows up in strife My bewilderin' brain, toils in vain Through the darkness on the