any way the wind blowsIn the fever of a world in flames
In the season of the hurricanes
The flood will get you if the fire don't
Any way the wind blows
And there ain't a thing that you can do
When the weather takes a turn on you
Except for hurry up and hit the road
changerIf I can't keep it,
at least let me call it by name.
That was called falling, this is called pain,
it's called love, what I'm losing.
I know love is a stranger,
I know that changes come,
I know love is a changer.
Dying DayBe it work or be it rite?
Father, tell me
Brings us to the mountainside
Every day a dying day
Be it work or be it rite
Oh my sweet babe
We come to make a sacrifice
Every day a dying day
old-fashioned hatSummer went the way of spring
winter's waiting in the wings
And we haven't saved anything
but that's alright
Cause we already paid the rent
there's still some money we haven't spent
Go put on something different
we're going out tonight
song of the magiwhen we came
we came through the cold
we came bearing gifts of gold
and frankincense and myrrh
and there were trumpets playing
there were angels looking down
on a west bank town
and he so loved the world!
VenusI seen Venus
Venus coming
She come down in a cloud machine
And I believe, I believe she’s the
Only woman I ever seen
She come curving
Soft and hard and carved out of marble tall and fair
young man in americaMy mother gave a mighty shout
Opened her legs and let me out
Hungry as a prairie dog
Young man in America
Young man in America
Hungry, hungry, running every which way
Young man in Americay