Ladies and gentlemen, you coulda been anywhere in the world tonight But you’re here with us in New York City Are you ready for a cabinet meeting? The issue on the table Secretary Hamilton’s plan to assume state debt and establish a national bank

While you sleep in earthly delight Someone's flesh is rotting tonight Like no other to you What you have done you can not undo Still your soul will suffer this plight You have never stood this close to where you want to be You have always waded in the

I'll see you get it tonight, and if I can't I'll cry and cry You won't see me without it and I'll see you tonight, outside See you tonight, outside, see you tonight I know it's around, I don't have any doubts about that night You won't see me without it

At least we're underneath Underneath the same moon Shadows of the night Moving on the ground Like silent clouds They follow me around Tonight I stand in this lonely place I search the heavens For some saving grace

Silence in the snow We must fight till they all die In their cold blood The battle goes Here we all stand on this canvas of white Our palette holds but only one shade tonight Silence snows in, in her wintery chill Let’s paint the ground red with the

Gimme the thing and let me rock in my Benz Mash it up and step in my Benz Gimme the thing and let me rock Set it ablaze like a candle we lit, hotter Chasing our crazy dreams Hoping that the bridge won't cave in Tonight we'll let it all go free Light it

Yeah I, I saw your ghost tonight If your eyes stay right on mine My wounds would start to heal It fucking hurt like hell I felt you here tonight But dreams can't all be real I'll never let you down boy I'll never let you go Her solace of life

Aways-away and gone awry On a Wichita Monday night (Kelly/Mann) Our super-hero in a maple-leaf cape Was locked in the trunk of a car And he escaped He's a Moosehead muppet on An ex-pat kick Got a valid passport and he's proud of it Prairie boy-wonder why

Unwind, unwind, unwind it When life gets too tight it's time to unwind it Kick back on the front porch with a cold one in my hand I've had my nose on that work-a-day grindstone Gonna get my chill on tonight and I've been wound up too tight, I've been

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight Seat laid back running Fingers through my hair Watching miles go by Like she just don't care Looking at me with One thing on her mind Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old bean peak