Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes Ride, slide, dipping low Ride, slide, smoke control What you gonna do when the shit goes down? Six misfits rolling through your hometown 'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor When the streets grow cold and my

She only gets that way with me When I am all she needs She ain't shy She's outspoken boy She always speaks her mind Except those quiet little moments And I hold her tenderly She don't cry Some how she seems to keep it all inside

I feel it coming out my throat Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap God, I wish I never spoke God, I wish I'd never spoke I'm tired of being careful, gentle, trying to keep the water warm Let me under your

I'm on the corner, waiting for a light to come on That's when I know that you're alone It's cold in the desert, water never sees the ground Special unspoken without sound You told me you loved me, that I'd never die alone Hand over your heart, let's go

Nothingman... (2x) Nothingman... Isn't it something? Once divided...nothing left to subtract... Some words when spoken...can't be taken back... Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking... Future's above...but in the past he's slow and

I took one look at you That's all I meant to do My feet could step and walk My lips could move and talk And yet my heart stood still Though not a single word was spoken I could tell you knew Told me so well you knew I never lived at all

Three pistols came and three people went, on their way 'Cause I think I'm ready But my hands are steady Three pistols strong and three people spent Well Tom Thompson came paddling past I'm pretty sure it was him And he spoke so softly in accordance With

Stays in Mexico, One more is never enough His name was Steve, Her name was Gina, (Spoken) You've never been here before have you? They met at a bar called Caboapo Cantina, He was a salesman from South Dakota,

All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired

This old routine will drive you mad It's just a mumble never spoken out loud So you come on home, walk through the door. She's in the kitchen searching through the drawers. So you stop and watch her and ask what she's looking for. She says she's not