Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust, tell me baby, who do you trust?
Is there anybody alive out there?
I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car.
I got a house full of Rembrandts and priceless art, and all the little girls they wanna tear me apart.
A dream of life comes to me, like a catfish dancing on the end of the line.
The light from the oncoming train focuses the mind.