Sometimes I'm Thinkin' I'm Too High To

Now All The Criminals In Their Suits And Ties Are Free To Drink Martinis And Watch The Sunrise

Broken Bottles, Broken Plates, Broken Switches, Broken Gates. Broken Dishes, Broken Parts, Streets Are Filled With Broken Hearts.

Art Can Lead You To God. I Think That's The Purpose Of Everything. If It's Not Doing That, What's It Doing? It's Leading You The Other Way. It's Certainly Not Leading You Nowhere.

For Them That Think Death's Honesty Won't Fall Upon Them Naturally Life Sometimes Must Get Lonely.

You Swore You'd Never Compromise With The Mystery Tramp, But Now You Realise He's Not Selling Any Alibis As You Stare Into The Vacuum Of His Eyes And Say, Do You Want To Make A Deal How Does It Feel