Cop comes down the street crazy as a loon, he throws us in jail for carrying harpoons.
It's mighty funny. The end of time has just begun.
Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts.
I'm the oldest son of a crazy man, I'm in a cowboy band.
and if anybody asks me is it easy to forget I'll say it is easily done, you just pick anyone, and pretend that you never have met
There's not even room enough to be anywhere/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.../I was born here and I'll die here against my will/I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still.