[Verse 1]
You can’t believe
The way the wind’s talking to the sea
I heard that someone said it before,

[Chorus]
I can’t walk away, I can’t walk away
In Chinatown

[Verse 2]
The wind and the rain
To your detriment, you try to explain
A government swallowed up in the squall

[Chorus]
I can’t walk away, at all
In Chinatown

[Verse 3]
You can’t believe
Though I’m sure somebody’s said it before

[Bridge]
I can’t walk away, you can’t walk away
I can’t walk away, you can’t walk away
I can’t walk away, you can’t walk away
I can’t walk away, you can’t walk away
I can’t walk away

[Intro]
You terrify the land
You are pestle and mortar
Your first love’s new order,
King Of The Everglades: Population 1
I write poetry for myself
I write poetry for myself
(Oh, baby)

[Verse 1]
You’re a permanent figure of jacked-up sorrow
I want you to love me
You send me a coffin of roses
I guess that’s the way that things go these days

[Verse 2]
Take pills, for instance
I heard they’re no good for you
'I won’t and I never will,' she said
'I won’t and I never will
I won’t and I never will
I won’t and I never will
I won’t and I never will'

[Chorus]
Blue Eyes

[Verse 3]
Oh, baby, can’t you see they had it in for me
They had it in for me, they had it in for me
Oh, baby, can’t you see they had it in for me
They had it in for me

[Chorus]
Blue Eyes

[Bridge]
I sent a message in a bottle to the press
It said, 'Don’t be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves
Don’t be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves
Don’t be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves
I’ve thumbed through the books on your shelves
I’ve thumbed through the books on your shelves
I’ve thumbed through the books on your shelves
I’ve thumbed through the books on your shelves'

[Chorus]
Blue Eyes

[Verse 1]
A savage night at the opera
Another savage night at the club
Let’s face it, old souls like us are being born to die
It's not a war 'til someone loses an eye

[Chorus]
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da

[Verse 2]
Yes, I’m familiar with your scene
Some would say, shockingly uptight
21-gun salute to the fallen birds of the sky
I heard their record, it’s alright

[Verse 3]
Hey, infinite sense of value
Hey, infinite sense of value
Hey, mystic prince of the Purlieu at night
I heard your record, it’s alright

[Chorus]
Ah-ra-ram, bam-ba-dam, buh-ra-ra-dam
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da

[Verse 4]
You’ll never guess just what I’ve seen
A horse abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a dirtpile
Quatrain etched, hey, that’s your style

[Verse 5]
You’ll never guess just where I’ve been
A life abandoned midstream
Quatrain etched on a turnstile
Just set the loop and then go wilder

[Chorus]
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da
Ah-ra-ram, bam-bam, buh-ra-ra-da

[Verse 1]
Brown paper bag
Don’t stop me now
I’m on a roll
Plain brown wrapper in your pocket
Is it still the invisible man you’re consorting with, woman

[Chorus]
Now that you got it all wrong
You got it all backwards, girl
Enter through the exit
And exit through the entrance
When you can
Seen you consort with your invisible manhole

[Verse 2]
Fool child, you’re never gonna make it
New York City just wants to see you naked
And they will
Though they’d never say so
Wise, old, black and dead in the snow
My southern sister

[Verse 3]
'Sister, Sister' was the name of the band
Flesh and blood, my death close at hand, sister
This is not about me and it’s not about you, I swear
No hard feelings, nothing personal
Soft sculpture rides the air for free

[Verse 4]
Words, words, words
Longings, longings, longings
All in vain
Just ask Vanity
Abandoned out in the rain by the world
Another proud American

[Chorus]
And as proud Americans, we let it slide away
Harmless little negress
You've got to say yes to another excess
Let's go for a ride today

[Bridge]
In possession of eyes, that's it
In possession of eyes, that's it
A southern bunkhouse, blue skies up above
A kind of figure of feminine grace
And wit passes for love these days
All that slender-wristed, white translucent business
Passes for love these days
Mush-head genius passes for love these days

[Verse 5]
Four more years
Four more years
Four hundred more years of this shit, fuck it
I look up, I see the North Star
I look up, I see the North Star
When I look up at the bar through these tears

[Bridge]
Four white pillars, Yankee style
All of America loves to lights his pipes
All of America live to light his pipe at night
To which Dixie responds, "Free me"
And unlashes his sashes
Again

[Verse 6]
Maybe or maybe not
"Fast forward" she said
Maybe once the seed is sown
"Fast forward" she said
"This bird has flown south," she said
"Don't talk about the south," she said
It's not you, it's nothing personal
No hard feelings, nothing's there
Soft sculpture rides hard on the air

[Chorus]
Now that you got it all wrong
You got it all backwards, girl
Enter through the exit
And exit through the entrance
When you can

[Intro]
I was poor in love
I was poor in wealth
I was okay in everything else there was
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love
I was poor in love
I was poor in wealth
I was okay in everything else there was
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love

[Verse 1]
She took me aside and said
'Look, I don’t do this every day
You got style"

[Verse 2]
"All you’ve got is style
I can see it from a mile away'

[Refrain]
Oh, I was poor in love
I was poor in love

[Verse 3]
'You were born okay
Rich in name alone
Your Jesuit profile will suit the coming apocalypse'

[Refrain]
Oh, I was poor in love
Poor in love

[Outro]
Why does everybody sing along
Why does everybody sing along
When we built this city on ruins
Why does everybody sing along
Why does everybody sing along
When we built this city on ruins
On ruins
On ruins

[Verse 1]
Wasting your days
Chasing some girls, alright
Chasing cocaine
Through the backrooms of the world
All night
Wasting your days
Chasing some girls alright
Chasing cocaine
Through the backrooms of the world
All night

[Verse 2]
Sounds,
Melody Maker,
All sound like a dream to me
All sound like a dream to me
All sounds like a dream
Sounds,
Melody Maker,
All sound like a dream to me
All sound like a dream to me
All sounds like a dream

[Bridge]
Step out of your toga
And into the fog
You are a prince on the ocean
In a pinch
In the sky
In your eye
Step out of your toga
And into the ocean
Look, they got your prints on the fog
In a pinch
In the sky
In your eye

[Outro]
In the sky
In your eye
In a pinch
In the sky
In your eye
I wrote a song for America
Who knew
I wrote a song for America
Who knew
Who knew

[Chorus]
I was just getting used
To having you ’round
You went wandering
Around the world
I woke up
I went downtown
I woke up and everything was drowning
Downtown

[Verse]
Little Comet
That’s the name we gave him
Has been trying
But he doesn’t see why
Mary Jane from down the lane went insane
Oh she’s still better off than I am
Downtown

[Bridge]
Held a candle to the window
Then the door
Saw the features of the world light up
Oh Eva, your face
I was a four-leaf clover
I was Red Rover on his way over to your place

[Chorus]
I was just getting used
To having you ’round
You went wandering
Around the world
I woke up
I went downtown
I woke up
And everything was drowning

[Verse]
I wrote a song for America
They told me it was clever
Jessica’s gone on vacation
On the dark side of town forever
Who knew
Who knew

[Verse]
I wrote a song for America
They told me it was clever
Jessica’s gone on vacation
On the dark side of town forever
Who knew
Who knew

[Verse]
I wrote a song for America
They told me it was clever
Jessica’s gone on vacation
On the dark side of town forever
Who knew
Who knew
Who knew
Who knew

[Outro]
Winter, spring, summer, and fall
Animals crawl towards death’s embrace
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Punks kick a ball
In a park on a Sunday
Strung out in the rain
Winter, spring, summer, and fall
Animals crawl towards death’s embrace
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Punks kick a ball
In a park on a Sunday
Just wasted in the rain
Winter, spring, summer, and fall
Animals crawl towards death’s embrace
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Punks kick a ball
In a park on a Sunday
Strung out in the rain

Part 1: Prelude
[Instrumental]

Part 2: Nagel's Marimba
[Instrumental]

Part 3: The Laziest River
[Intro]

[Chorus] x3
I sit around, watch things wither
Retrace my steps like the laziest river
Going over what the world has done

[Bridge]
I sit around

[Chorus] x2
I sit around, watch things wither
Retrace my steps like the laziest river
Going over what the world has done

Part 4: Palm Springs Life
[Instrumental]

Part 5: Landing on Water
[Instrumental]