I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
The east and the west are mine, the north and the south are mine. All seems beautiful to me.
— Walt Whitman
But this ol' river keeps on rollin', though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it does I'll just sit here
And watch the river flow.
You hem me in -- behind and before;
you have laid your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth, and taste.
Forget the dead you've left; they will not follow you.
The vagabond who is rapping at your door, is standing in the clothes you once wore.
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
That kind of lux just ain't for us, we crave a different kind of buzz
You always was a Judas,
But I got you anyway.
You may have got your silver
But I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds
And I gave 'em to your wife.
I don't mean rhinestones!
But diamonds are a girl's best friend.
Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill.
You better chow down, or it's gonna get cold. So eat it.
Your blood shall run cold
I'm on the right track, baby