Across the world I've seen People and places Could be the same But with a different name. And boy, I've got the Birmingham Blues. Working on the road across this great big world I've been rolling like a stone, I never get back home Yes, I've been

you get bigger as you go so i find out what the luxury of hate is as exciting maybe as doing the dishes face toward window -- light received you walk away to see a film see some people see a man stab in throat twist in gut all too clear not too new --

Every single word you hear Is coming from this heart of mine. I loved you such a long time ago I walk the lonely streets, I watch the people passing by. I used to smile and say hello. Guess I was just a happy guy. Then you happened, girl, This feeling

Well, they say people come The say people go This particular diamond was extra special And though you might be gone, and the world may not know Still I see you, celestial And I should but I can't let you go But when I'm cold, I'm cold Yeah, when I'm cold

But when I’m cold, cold We see people coming See people go This particular timing is extra special I know you might be gone And the world may not know Still, I see you celestial Like a lion you ran Goddess, he wrote

Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land See the people lock their doors While robbers laugh and steal Beggars watch and eat their meals-from garbage cans Broken glass is everywhere It's a

Rambling out of the wild west Leaving the towns I love best Thought I'd seen some ups and down 'Till I come into New York town People going down to the ground Building going up to the sky Wintertime in New York town The wind blowing snow around Walk

Come see my cage, built in my grain Keeping myself alive Through your empathy Zero and zero is nothing but zero Cancer and people conspire together Running and running and going forever Collected and sampled, starving for zero Minus the inside and minus

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m fairly local, I’ve been around I’ve seen the streets you're walking down I’m fairly local, good people now It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick

She is a missing person Missing person Missing person, missing person I've been asking some people, if they remember A girl they forgot, with brown eyes, hair cut, red dress Have you seen her? I think she's much leaner I guess she is missing, it's true