Radio Nowhere I want a thousand guitars I was tryin’ to find my way home I want pounding drums But all I heard was a drone I want a million different Bouncing off a satellite voices speaking in tongues Crushin’ the last lone American night This is radio nowhere, This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there? is there anybody alive out there? This is radio nowhere, This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there? is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there? I was spinnin’ ’round a dead dial I was driving through the misty rain Just another lost number in a file Searchin’ for a mystery train Dancin’ down a dark hole Boppin’ through the wild blue Just searchin’ for a world Tryin’ to make a connection with you with some soul This is radio nowhere, This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there? is there anybody alive out there? This is radio nowhere, This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there? is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there? I just want to feel some rhythm I just want to hear some rhythm I just want to feel some rhythm I just want to hear some rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm I just want to hear some rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm I just want to hear some rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm I just want to feel your rhythm The earth it gave away, Livin’ In The Future the sea rose toward the sun I opened up my heart to you A letter come blowin’ in on an ill wind it got all damaged and undone White roses and misty blue eyes You’ll Be Somethin’ ’bout me and you My ship Liberty sailed away on Red mornings, then nothin’ but gray skies Never seein’ one another again a bloody red horizon A cup of coffee, a heart shot clean through Comin’ Down Yeah, well I knew it’d come The groundskeeper opened The jacket you bought me gone daisy gray-blue Still I was struck deaf and dumb the gates and let the wild dogs run You’re smiling now but you’ll find out You’ll be comin’ down now baby Like when we kissed, They’ll use you up and spit you out now You’ll be coming down that taste of blood on your tongue I’m rollin’ through town, Your head’s spinnin’ in diamonds and clouds What goes around, it comes around and a lost cowboy at sundown Don’t worry Darlin', But pretty soon it turns out You’ll be comin’ down Got my monkey on a leash, now baby don’t you fret got my ear tuned to the ground You’ll be comin’ down now baby For a while you’ll go sparklin’ by We’re livin’ in the future and My faith’s been torn asunder, You’ll be coming down Just another pretty thing on high none of this has happened yet tell me is that rollin’ thunder Don’t worry Darlin', What goes around, it comes around and Like a thief on a Sunday morning Or just the sinkin’ sound You’ll be comin’ down now baby don’t you fret of somethin’ righteous goin’ under? It all falls apart with no warning We’re livin’ in the future and Easy street, a quick buck and true lies Your cinnamon sky’s gone none of this has happened yet Don’t worry Darlin', Smiles as thin as those dusky blue skies candy-apple green now baby don’t you fret Woke up Election Day, A silver plate of pearls my golden child The crushed metal of your We’re livin’ in the future and little flying machine skies gunpowder and shades of gray none of this has happened yet It’s all yours at least for a little while Beneath a dirty sun, I whistled my time away You’ll be fine long as your Don’t worry Darlin', You’ll be comin’ down now baby Then just about sundown now baby don’t you fret pretty face holds out You’ll be coming down You come walkin’ through town Then it’s gonna get pretty cold out We’re livin’ in the future and What goes around, it comes around and Your boot heels clickin’ none of this has happened yet An empty stream of stars shooting by You’ll be comin’ down Like the barrel of a pistol spinnin’ ’round You got your hopes on high Don’t worry Darlin', now baby don’t you fret You’ll be comin’ down now baby Don’t worry Darlin', now baby don’t you fret We’re livin’ in the future and You’ll be coming down We’re livin’ in the future and none of this has happened yet What goes around, it comes around and none of this has happened yet None of this has happened yet You’ll be comin’ down Don’t worry Darlin', None of this has happened yet now baby don’t you fret None of this has happened yet We’re livin’ in the future and None of this has happened yet none of this has happened yet You can’t sleep at night You can’t dream your dream Your Own Your fingerprints on file Left clumsily at the scene Worst Enemy Your own worst enemy has come to town The times they got too clear Your own worst enemy has come, to So you removed all the mirrors town Once the family felt secure Yesterday the people were at ease Now no one’s very sure Baby slept in peace Your own worst enemy has come to town You closed your eyes and saw her Your own worst enemy has come You knew who you were Everything is falling down Now your own worst enemy Your own worst enemy has come to town has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Your own worst enemy has come Everything is falling down Your world keeps turnin’ Your own worst enemy has come to town ’round and ’round Your flag it flew so high But everything is upside down It drifted into the sky Your own worst enemy has come to town There’s a face you know Staring back from the shop window The condition you’re in Now, you just can’t get out of this skin Gypsy Biker Well, the streetlights Girls In Their The speculators made their money shine down on Blessing Avenue On the blood you shed Lovers they walk by, Summer Clothes holding hands two by two Your Mama’s pulled The spring high desert wind Frankie’s diner, an old friend A breeze crosses the porch, the sheets up off your bed Rushed down on us on the edge of town bicycle spokes spin ’round The profiteers on Jane Street all the way back home The neon sign spinning round My jacket’s on, I’m out the door Sold your shoes and clothes To the dead it don’t matter much Like a cross over the lost and found And tonight I’m gonna Ain’t nobody talking ’Bout who’s wrong or right The fluorescent lights burn this town down ’cause everybody knows You asked me that question flick over Pop’s Grill We pulled your cycle out of the garage I didn’t get it right The girls in their summer clothes Shaniqua brings the coffee and asks And polished up the chrome You slipped into your darkness In the cool of the evening light “Fill?” and says “Penny for your Our Gypsy biker’s comin’ home Now all that remains The girls in their summer clothes, thoughts now my boy, Bill” pass me by Sister Mary sits with your colors Is my love for you brother She went away, Brother John is drunk and gone Lying still and unchanged A kid’s rubber ball smacks she cut me like a knife This whole town’s been rousted To them that threw you away Off the gutter ’neath the lamp light Hello beautiful thing, Which side are you on You ain’t nothin’ but gone Big bank clock chimes maybe you could save my life The favored march up over the hill Our Gypsy biker’s comin’ home Off go the sleepy front porch lights In just a glance, In some fools parade Now I’m out countin’ white lines Downtown the stores alight as the down here on magic street Shoutin’ victory for the righteous Countin’ white lines and getting stoned evening’s underway Love’s a fool’s dance But there ain’t much here but graves My Gypsy biker’s coming home Things been a little tight I ain’t got much sense, Ain’t nobody talkin’ But I know their gonna turn my way but I still got my feet We’re just waitin’ on the phone Our Gypsy biker’s comin’ home And the girls in their summer clothes The girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light In the cool of the evening light We rode her into the foothills The girls in their summer clothes, The girls in their summer clothes, Bobby brought the gasoline pass me by pass me by We stood ’round her in a circle As she lit up the ravine The girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes, pass me by The pages of Revelation Lie open in your empty eyes of blue I'll Work For Your Love I watch you slip that Pour me a drink Theresa comb through your hair In one of those glasses you dust off and this I promise you And I’ll watch the bones in your back I’ll work for your love, dear Like the Stations of the Cross I’ll work for your love ’Round your hair the sun lifts a halo What others may want for free At your lips a crown of thorns I’ll work for your love Whatever other deals gone down Your tears, they fill the rosary To this one I’m sworn At your feet, my temple of bones I’ll work for your love, dear Here in this perdition we go on and on I’ll work for your love Now our city of peace has crumbled What others may want for free Our book of faith’s been tossed I’ll work for your love And I’m just out here searchin’ The dust of civilizations For my own piece of the cross And loves sweet remains The late afternoon sun fills the room Slip off of your fingers With the mist of the And come driftin’ down like rain garden before the fall I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall I’ll work for your love, dear I’ll work for your love What others may want for free I’ll work for your...… What others may want for free I’ll work for your..