Under the redlight, you mean, ain't no stopping here? She told me that's right You want all of my attention, no at ease Told me what you want, I get you on your knees I got so much work overseas they need the visa My neck, my wrist, looking flashy like

You must have fallen from the sky If you need somewhere to fall apart Somewhere to fall apart And now you're on your own You must have shattered on the wrong way You brought so many to the light And now you're by yourself There comes a point in every

The light for the world will save us tonight, Redemption still so far away, Marching on inside of our loneliness, Still searching for all that remains It's just one wasted man, in one wasted land, Outside the world in a fallen land, turn away from my

Low mi meck mi live mi life Do whatever the fry like A my life, a my life Mi do weh me like Badmind cyaa stop mi now Mi bruk every red light that meck it worster yow The youngest and the baddest mi untouchable And if yo don’t like me, mi no like you to

Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing (say, say, the light) I'm very scared for this world, I'm very scared for me (say, say, the light) Eviscerate your memory Here's a scene You're in the backseat laying down, the windows wrap around (say, say, the

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Serpent of light, movement of the soul Crawling stately along the spine Mighty phoenix from the ashes arises Firebird cycle, life, regenerate the cell Life burns fierce, reduced to ashes Resurrection from the flame, ageless process Quest for absolution,

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh Hurry to my Blue Heaven Turn to the right, there's a little white light Will lead you to my Blue Heaven You'll see a smilin' face, a fireplace, a cozy room Little nest that nestles where the roses bloom Molly and me,

Wheat kings and pretty things Sundown in the Paris of the prairies Wheat kings have all their treasures buried And all you hear are the rusty breezes Pushing around the weather vane Jesus In his Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face Maybe it's someone

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back