As you watch from your house on the hill
World keeps spinning around you you’re standing still
And a thought rivers enters your mind
Something happened once in my life
A fading picture of you that’s so hard to describe
I’ve been where the sun never shines

That’s alright there’s a change in the story
That’s alright there’s a change in the plan
A twist in the tale

Face in the mirror head in the clouds
Hanging on to a dream that you can’t do without
As it drops like a stone without trace
Give what you want take what you need
Squeezing so hard there’s no room to breathe
And your flavour has fallen from grace

That’s alright there’s a change in the story
That’s alright there’s a change in the plan
A twist in the tale

I saw you dancing
Dancing on air
You were lost in the in the starlight
No one but me really cared

Every question turns out a lie
Can’t you swallow the truth for once in your life
I loved you but don’t ask me why

It’s alright there’s a change in the story
It’s alright there’s a change in the plan
A twist in the tale

Mother nature’s been good to me
That’s why I’m sittin in this cherry tree
But it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s not so bad
I’m just a touch away

The shady lady
from shady lane
is lying in my bed again
and it’s alright
it feels good
It’s not so bad
When she’s just a touch away

Nothing much
is all I ask
and it’s alright, ok yes
Light as a feather, oh yes

Like a rosebud
when the sun is high
She opens up
before my eyes
and the light falls
on her wet skin
It’s alright
I’m just a touch away

Nothing much
is all I know
and it’s alright, oh yes
Light as a feather,
and just a touch away

Put a finger to her lips again
She cries with pleasure
cries wih pain
and it’s alright
It feels good
It’s not so bad
We’re just a touch away

Nothing much
is all I know
Not too fast
Not too slow
and it’s alright
Soft as a feather
and just a touch away

John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What’s the mystery my son
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It’s part of history my son

Murder and rape with your power
The 10th revolution in far away days
It’s come to this
A gypsy’s kiss
All your power’s gonna fade in the haze

Ya who’ Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I’ll drag yer lungs out through yer nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get ya by and by
That should keep you on your toes

They got a gun at your head
But you ain’t necessarily playing their
game
They can’t resist
A Gypsy’s Kiss
All that’s needed to drive them insane

John Wayne The Alamo
Crazy Horse Geronimo
I’ll smoke a piece with you
Mind Body Heart and Soul
We got Rock and Roll
And there’s nothing they can do

Hear the small voice of truth
Above the shouting despair of the crowd
What do you wish
A Gypsy’s Kiss
Gets you strong for crying out loud

Child on a painted horse
Streams that will run their course
Gone to a far away shore
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping

Days of another kind
Frost gets a bruising vine
Why did the carpenter die
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping

Sweet as a rose so fine
Peaceful as a final time
How old could the lion man cry
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping

Thoughts of a winter moon
Warm in a distant room
Why did I fall asleep so soon
Ooh, ooh, ah
My painted horse is weeping

I got my feelers out
Pleasure I can give you pain
I’m the demon of misfortune
Let me tell you that bad luck is my game

Fires burning make you cold
You can touch but you can’t hold
It’s an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticket
Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
I’m a nasty piece of work

Down get down on your knees
Running gonna bring you down
I’m the demon of disorder
You know I’m gonna drive you into the ground

As you’re stepping through the door
My shadow crawls across your floor
Your dream of love
It’s not enough it’s gonna come to nothing
You ain’t seen nothing it’s gonna get worse
I’m a nasty nasty

It’s an even split
Between zip and the number on your ticket
Your dream of love
It’s not enough it’s gonna come to nothing
Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
You ain’t seen nothing it’s gonna get worse
I’m a nasty piece of work

don’t
look too
long in my
face
it could be a
big mistake
i’m hanging on a
thread so fine
i need a little space
i shouldn’t say but i
know i must
i’ve had enough of pain
i’m pissed off standing in
the rain

it makes me feel like a mad dog
i got nothing to lose
mad dog
you got nothing i can use
mad dog howling at the moon
a mad dog

i need no friends
i’m on the edge of a broken dream
laughing at the pain but it makes me want to
scream
i should have known she’d be no good
she tore my heart in two but i don’t need to talk to
you

you make me feel like a mad dog
i got nothing to lose
mad dog
you got nothing i can use
mad dog howling at the moon
a mad dog

she said a hard man is good to find
and then she raised a doubt
all that i could give she took
and then she threw me out
well i don’t care i don’t care anymore
i’m going to lose my grip
i’m going to let it rip

There’s no method in my madness, no craft, no guile
No expertise, no self assuring smile
No wizardry or witchcraft, no crass deceit
No dark conspiracies, I stand on my own two feet
I’m coming through just like Jack Ruby

I ragged around the edges but I got control
There’s no way around it and I got control
I reach out for my program, still got control
Straight down to business, who needs control
I’ve got panache just like Jack Ruby

I don’t beg forgiveness, I don’t beg at all
But I beg to differ cos I got the ball
There was no invitation, you’re not my type
And what’s gone, it ain’t worth having, kiss it all goodbye
Right on the money just like Jack Ruby

I am a preacher with a message for my people
Over the world, scratching on the ground
Looking for the peace that nobody has found

I am a spokesman for a better way of living
Love is the word and it can be heard
If you are young the message can be sung

Let me hear you sing, Hallelujah

Oh tell it to the man who’s power is the sermon on the wall
Tell it to the man who says you can misjudge them all
Tell it ’till it can be heard above the wailing of the crowd
Tell it on the field of war and hope you’ll soon be justified

There is a better way of life and it’s not so hard to find
If you live and let the people in your world speak its mind

I am the pupil who sells his life for freedom
All over the world and it can be heard
If you are young the message can be sung

Hallelujah

Nothing here for me today
Garbaggio from the men in grey
Don’t do this
You can’t do that
What’s the point
What’s the matter, anyway
Fat cat’s licking cream
Dirty business
hard and mean
Narrow eyes and hungry days
There’s got to be
a better way

Something here about my face
Somehing make you think
I got time to waste
What you doing
standing here
Why don’t you call
someone who cares
Fat cats all the same
Easy answers just a game
Another day nothing changes
There’s got to be a better way

A glistening of questioners
Prepared the inquisition
While jackals in the shadows
manoeuvre for position

A fundament of righteous men
A barrow ideals
The carriage of misjustice
Crushes all beneath it’s wheels
Conspiracies of silence
Within the temple walls
Graveyards full of promises
Tha no one can recall

A castle full of rascals
A fortress full of thieves
A parliament of silver tongues
That latter to deceive

Oh my darling Carolina
If you get the chance
to walk behind here
She’s so clean
you see no splash
Just the Texas chainsaw massacre
Fat cat’s got to go
I’m Rockin’ and rollin’
from my headache to my toes
She’s trying to set the world on fire
Up there in her Ivory tower