Oh what a sin, looks like I slept in And I'm gonna be a little bit late My therapy began again To mend my broken heart again And happy hour's over
Doctor, Doctor, can you cure me? A little pill, something to assure me I'm gonna feel better when I walk out your door (He said) Son, son, son, I know
Love, come lighten my load Love, come lighten my load An empty heart is the heaviest weight to hold Love, come lighten my load Who do you love? Who do
Well there may be some truth to the rumor But if you need more proof Why I am a late bloomer And you need to know how I'm keepin' up with the Jonses
All our might can't change it at all Speed of light is slowing down to a crawl And now we find that we'll take flight only when we fall Maybe we should
The sun would shine upon my face If I could only slow this pace But I will not see the light today Things to do and bills to pay In my dreams I
Well there's plenty competition amongst the prophets today They're sayin' "doom, doom, doom!" They got another apocalypse comin' our way! Sayin' "gloom
Give me hope. Ah, sweet madness. Struggle, volcanoes and iron and sadness. A dusty place to kiss the ground. An empty place to cry out loud. And while
Shepherd says to sleep tonight He will watch us sheep tonight My big brother in the satellite Will keep us safe from harm The watchdogs all are
Mexican Moonshine! Mexican Moonshine! I fell under the spell when I stumbled over the line... Mexican Moonshine Mexican Moonshine Let your heart and
Well there were covert conditions surrounding our mission when we were called to go And the powers that be summoned you and me to help prove what they
Went down to Mexico on the Fourth of July I got a tattoo of a moth and a butterfly Had a little time to burn, a little money to spend And so I bought
I'm sailing the seas of red wine I'm strummin' this nonsense tune Adding my voice to a rebel serenade Echoing off a waxin' moon And I have crumpled
Well I used to be bad I was born to lose And my travelin' shoes was the only shoes I had Well I used to be cool I was that Sunday afternoon, sunk 'n
I see the sun settin' over America I'm tryin' to leave my darker side behind Feelin' my way down a blue desert highway Wish my rear view mirror could
Scorpions sting I hear the mission bells ring Another night of runnin' is another day I don't dance the hangman's swing All roads lead back to Tucson