We were getting high Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball In a champagne

I will eat you all alive There'll be no more lies There's be no more lies Where I end and you begin I am up in the clouds There's a gap in between There's a gap where we meet And I'm sorry for us The dinosaurs roam the earth

Right behind my left pocket That is where you'll feel my soul It's been with me many winters It will keep you warm Do you see me? Keepin' each other warm May we live for many winters When a father's love is doin' you wrong When a mother's love is

Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I

You're always in my head I think of you I haven't slept I think I do But I don't forget My body moves Goes where I will But though I try my heart stays still It never moves

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive I'm wanted dead or alive It's all the same, only the names will change Everyday, it seems we're wastin' away Another place where the faces are so cold I drive all night just to get

I still believe in you and me Still believe the sun will shine on me I still believe there's a reason, there's a meaning to why we're here There is a place where we can go to where we don't have to live in fear They're trying to tell me that the moon is

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive They are a person who feels good to be alive Believes the underdog will eventually survive Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory Where things are not as they seem Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more

On my own, counting on a wishbone I'm meant to be a man, but I can't carry everything Tell me, will I ever make it out of here Where did I go wrong? I won't make it out alive A drink to calm the nerves that keep me feeling weak And tell me, will I ever

Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you