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ROLL THE BONES
DREAMLINE
HES GOT A ROAD MAP OF JUPITER
A RADAR FIX ON THE STARS
ALL ALONG THE HIGHWAY
SHES GOT A LIQUID CRYSTAL COMPASS
A PICTURE BOOK OF THE RIVERS
UNDER THE SAHARA
THEY TRAVEL IN THE TIME OF THE PROPHETS
ON A DESERT HIGHWAY STRAIGHT TO THE HEART OF THE SUN
LIKE LOVERS AND HEROES AND THE RESTLESS PART OF EVERYONE
WERE ONLY AT HOME WHEN WERE ON THE RUN
ON THE RUN
HES GOT A STAR MAP OF HOLLYWOOD
A LIST OF CHEAP MOTELS
ALL ALONG THE FREEWAY
SHES GOT A SISTER OUT IN VEGAS
THE PROMISE OF A DECENT JOB
FAR AWAY FROM HER HOMETOWN
THEY TRAVEL ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTION
A HIGHWAY OUT OF YESTERDAY THAT TOMORROW WILL BRING
LIKE LOVERS AND HEROES BIRDS IN THE LAST DAYS OF SPRING
WERE ONLY AT HOME WHEN WERE ON THE WING
ON THE WING
WHEN WE ARE YOUNG
WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH
WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE WORTH
LEARNING THAT WERE ONLY IMMORTAL
FOR A LIMITED TIME
TIME IS A GYPSY CARAVAN
STEALS AWAY IN THE NIGHT
TO LEAVE YOU STRANDED IN DREAMLAND
DISTANCE IS A LONG RANGE FILTER
MEMORY A FLICKERING LIGHT
LEFT BEHIND IN THE HEARTLAND
WE TRAVEL IN THE DARK OF THE NEW MOON
A STARRY HIGHWAY TRACED ON THE MAP OF THE SKY
LIKE LOVERS AND HEROES LONELY AS THE EAGELS CRY
WERE ONLY AT HOME WHEN WERE ON THE FLY
ON THE FLY
WE TRAVEL ON THE ROAD TO ADVENTURE
ON A DESERT HIGHWAY STRAIGHT TO THE HEART OF THE SUN
LIKE LOVERS AND HEROES AND THE RESTLESS PART OF EVERYONE
WERE ONLY AT HOME WHEN WERE ON THE RUN
ON THE RUN
WHEN WE ARE YOUNG
WANDERING THE FACE OF THE EARTH
WONDERING WHAT OUR DREAMS MIGHT BE WORTH
LEARNING THAT WERE ONLY IMMORTAL
FOR A LIMITED TIME
BRAVADO
IF WE BURN OUR WINGS
FLYING TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN
IF THE MOMENT OF GLORY
IS OVER BEFORE ITS BEGUN
IF THE DREAM IS WON
THOUGH EVERYTHING IS LOST
WE WILL PAY THE PRICE
BUT WE WILL NOT COUNT THE COST
WHEN THE DUST HAS CLEARED
AND VICTORY DENIED
A SUMMIT TOO LOFTY
RIVER A LITTLE TOO WIDE
IF WE KEEP OUR PRIDE
THOUGH PARADISE IS LOST
WE WILL PAY THE PRICE
BUT WE WILL NOT COUNT THE COST
AND IF THE MUSIC STOPS
THERES ONLY THE SOUND OF THE RAIN
ALL THE HOPE AND GLORY
ALL THE SACRIFICE IN VAIN
IF LOVE REMAINS
THOUGH EVERYTHING IS LOST
WE WILL PAY THE PRICE
BUT WE WILL NOT COUNT THE COST
ROLL THE BONES
WELL YOU CAN STAKE THAT CLAIM
GOOD WORK IS THE KEY TO GOOD FORTUNE
WINNERS TAKE THAT PRAISE
LOSERS SELDOM TAKE THE BLAME
IF THEY DONT TAKE THE GAME
AND SOMETIMES THE WINNER TAKES NOTHING
WE DRAW OUR OWN DESIGNS
BUT FORTUNE HAS TO MAKE THAT FRAME
WE GO OUT IN THE WORLD AND TAKE OUR CHANCES
FATE IS JUST THE WEIGHT OF CIRCUMSTANCES
THATS THE WAY THAT LADY LUCK DANCES
ROLL THE BONES
WHY ARE WE HERE
BECAUSE WERE HERE
ROLL THE BONES
WHY DOES IT HAPPEN
BECAUSE IT HAPPENS
ROLL THE BONES
FAITH IS COLD AS ICE
WHY ARE LITTLE ONES BORN ONLY TO SUFFER
FOR THE WANT OF IMMUNITY
OR A BOWL OF RICE
WELL WHO WOULD HOLD A PRICE
ON THE HEADS OF THE INNOCENT CHILDREN
IF THERES SOME IMMORTAL POWER
TO CONTROL THE DICE
WE COME INTO THE WORLD AND TAKE OUR CHANCES
FATE IS JUST THE WEIGHT OF CIRCUMSTANCES
THATS THE WAY THAT LADY LUCK DANCES
ROLL THE BONES
JACK RELAX
GET BUSY WITH THE FACTS
NO ZODIACS OR ALMANACS
NO MANIACS IN POLYESTER SLACKS
JUST THE FACTS
GONNA KICK SOME GLUTEUS MAX
ITS A PARALLAX YOU DIG
YOU MOVE AROUND
THE SMALL GETS BIG ITS A RIG
ITS ACTION REACTION
RANDOM INTERACTION
SO WHOS AFRAID
OF A LITTLE ABSTRACTION
CANT GET NO SATISFACTION
FROM THE FACTS
BETTER RUN HOMEBOY
A FACTS A FACT
FROM NOME TO ROME BOY
WHAT THE DEAL SPIN THE WHEEL
IF THE DICE ARE HOT TAKE A SHOT
PLAY YOUR CARDS SHOW US WHAT YOU GOT
WHAT YOURE HOLDING
IF THE CARDS ARE COLD
DONT GO FOLDING
LADY LUCK IS GOLDEN
SHE FACORS THE BOLD THATS COLD
STOP THROWING STONES
THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND SAXOPHONES
SO GET OUT THERE AND ROCK
AND ROLL THE BONES
GET BUSY
FACE UP
YOU TURN MY HEAD
I SPIN MY WHEELS
RUNNING ON EMPTY
YOU KNOW HOW THAT FEELS
IM ON A ROLL NOW
OR IS IT A SLIDE
CANT BE TOO CAREFUL
WITH THAT DANGEROUS PRIDE
IF I COULD ONLY REACH THAT DIAL INSIDE
AND TURN IT UP
FACE UP OR YOU CAN ONLY BACK DOWN
FACE UP HIT THE TARGET OR YOU BETTER HIT THE GROUND
FACE UP THERES STILL TIME TO TURN THE GAME AROUND
FACE UP TURN IT UP
OR TURN THAT WILD CARD DOWN
TURN IT UP
DONT COMPLAIN
DONT EXPLAIN
I DONT THINK MY NEW RESOLVE
CAN STAND THE STRAIN
IM IN A GROOVE NOW
OR IS IT A RUT
I NEED SOME FEEDBACK
BUT ALL THE LINES ARE CUT
I GET SO ANGRY BUT I KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT
AND TURN IT UP
YOU GET AL SQUEEZED UP INSIDE
LIKE THE DAYS WERE CARVED IN STONE
YOU GET ALL WIRED UP INSIDE
AND ITS BAD TO BE ALONE
YOU CAN GO OUT YOU CAN TAKE A RIDE
AND WHEN YOU GET OUT ON YOUR OWN
YOU GET ALL SMOOTHED OUT INSIDE
AND ITS GOOD TO BE ALONE
TURN IT UP
THE BIG WHEEL
WELL I WAS ONLY A KID DIDNT KNOW ENOUGH TO BE AFRAID
PLAYING THE GAME BUT NOT THE WAY THE BIG BOYS PLAYED
NOTHING TO LOSE MAYBE I HAD SOMETHING TO TRADE
THE WAY THE BIG WHEEL SPINS
WELL I WAS ONLY A KID ON A HOLY CRUSADE
I PLACED NO TRUST IN A FAITH THAT WAS READY MADE
TAKE NO CHANCES ON PARADISE DELAYED
SO I DO A SLOW FADE
PLAYING FOR TIME
DONT WANT TO WAIT FOR HEAVEN
LOOKING FOR LOVE
FOR AN ANGEL TO FORGIVE MY SINS
PLAYING WITH FIRE
CHASING SOMETHING NEW TO BELIEVE IN
LOOKING FOR LOVE
THE WAY THE BIG WHEEL SPINS
WELL I WAS ONLY A KID CRUISING AROUND IN A TRANCE
PRISONER OF FATE VICTIM OF CIRCUMSTANCE
I WAS LINE UP FOR GLORY BUT TICKETS SOLD OUT IN ADVANCE
THE WAY THE BIG WHEEL SPINS
WELL I WAS ONLY A KID GONE WITH A BACKWARD GLANCE
GOING FOR BROKE GOING FOR ANOTHER CHANCE
HOPING FOR HEAVEN HOPING FOR A FINE ROMANCE
IF I DO THE RIGHT DANCE
WHEEL GOES ROUND LANDING ON A TWIST OF FAITH
TAKING YOUR CHNACES YOULL HAVE THE RIGHT ANSWERS
WHEN THE FINAL JUDGMENT BEGINS
WHEEL GOES ROUND LANDING ON A LEAP OF FATE
LIFE REDIRECTED IN WAYS UNEXPECTED
SOMETIMES THE ODD NUMBER WINS
THE WAY THE BIG WHEEL SPINS
HERESY
ALL AROUND THAT DULL GRAY WORLD
FROM MOSCOW TO BERLIN
PEOPLE STORM THE BARRICADES
WALLS GO TUMBLING IN
THE COUNTER REVOLUTION
PEOPLE SMILING THROUGH THEIR TEARS
WHO CAN GIVE THEM BACK THEIR LIVES
AND ALL THOSE WASTED YEARS
WHO WILL PAY
ALL AROUND THAT DULL GRAY WORLD
OF IDEOLOGY
PEOPLE STORM THE MARKETPLACE
AND BUY UP FANTASY
THE COUNTER REVOLUTION
AT THE COUNTER OF A STORE
PEOPLE BUY THE THINGS THEY WANT
AND BORROW FOR A LITTLE MORE
ALL THOSE WASTED YEARS
ALL THOSE PRECIOUS WASTED YEARS
WHO WILL PAY
DO WE HAVE TO BE FORGIVING AT LAST
WHAT ELSE CAN WE DO
DO WE HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE TO THE PAST
YES I GUESS WE DO
ALL AROUND THIS GREAT BIG WORLD
ALL THE CRAP WE HAD TO TAKE
BOMBS AND BASEMENT FALLOUT SHELTERS
ALL OUR LIVES AT STAKE
THE BLOODY REVOLUTION
ALL THE WARHEADS IN ITS WAKE
ALL THE FEAR AND SUFFERING
ALL A BIG MISTAKE
ALL THOSE WASTER YEARS
ALL THOSE PRECIOUS WASTER YEARS
WHO WILL PAY
GHOST OF A CHANCE
LIKE A MILLION LITTLE DOORWAYS
ALL THE CHOICES WE MADE
ALL THE STAGES WE PASSED THROUGH
ALL THE ROLES WE PLAYED
SO MANY DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS
OUR SEPARATE PATHS MIGHT HAVE TURNED
WITH EVERY DOOR THAT WE OPENED
EVERY BRIDGE THAT WE BURNED
SOMEHOW WE FIND EACH OTHER
THROUGH ALL THAT MASQUERADE
SOMEHOW WE FOUND EACH OTHER
SOMEHOW WE HAVE STAYED
IN A STATE OF GRACE
I DONT BELIEVE IN DESTINY
OR THE GUIDING HAND OF FATE
I DONT BELIEVE IN FOREVER
OR LOVE AS A MYSTICAL STATE
I DONT BELIEVE IN THE STARS OR THE PLANETS
OR ANGELS WATCHING FROM ABOVE
BUT I BELIEVE THERES A GHOST OF A CHANCE
WE CAN FIND SOMEONE TO LOVE
AND MAKE IT LAST
LIKE A MILLION LITTLE CROSSROADS
THROUGH THE BACKSTREETS OF YOUTH
EACH TIME WE TURN A NEW CORNER
A TINY MOMENT OF TRUTH
SO MANY DIFFERENT CONNECTIONS
OUR SEPARATE PATHS MIGHT HAVE MADE
WITH EVERY DOOR THAT WE OPENED
EVERY GAME WE PLAYED
SOMEHOW WE FIND EACH OTHER
THROUGH ALL THAT MASQUERADE
SOMEHOW WE FOUND EACH OTHER
SOMEHOW WE HAVE STAYED
IN A STATE OF GRACE
NEUROTICA
YOU JUST DONT GET IT
WHAT IT IS WELL YOURE NOT REALLY SURE
YOU MOVE LIKE YOURE WALKING ON THIN ICE
TALKING LIKE YOURE STILL INSECURE
TIME IS A SPIRAL SPACE IS A CURVE
I KNOW YOU GET DIZZY BUT TRY NOT TO LOSE YOUR NERVE
LIFE IS A DIAMOND YOU TURN INTO DUST
WAITING FOR RESCUE AND I KNOW THAT YOU JUST
DONT GET IT
YOU JUST DONT GET IT
NEUROTICA EXOTICA
ITS JUST EROTICA HYPNOTICA
ITS PSYCHOTICA CHAOTICA
ITS JUST EXOTICA NEUROTICA
YOU JUST DONT GET IT
BABY DONT YOU ASK YOURSELF WHY
IF YOUR DONT LIKE THE ANSWER FORGET IT
YOU KNOW I HATE TO SEE YOU CRY
FORTUNE IS RANDOM FATE SHOOTS FROM THE HIP
I KNOW YOU GET CRAZY BUT TRY NOT TO LOSE YOUR GRIP
LIFE IS A DIAMOND YOU TURN INTO DUST
LOOKING FOR TRUST AND I KNOW THAT YOU JUST
DONT GET IT
YOU JUST DONT GET IT
SNAP
HIDE IN YOUR SHELL LET THE WORLD GO TO HELL
ITS LIKE RUSSIAN ROULETTE TO YOU
SNAP
SWEAT RUNNING COLD YOU CANT FACE GROWING OLD
ITS A PERSONAL THREAT TO YOU
SNAP
THE WORLD IS A CAGE FOR YOUR IMPOTENT RAGE
BUT DONT LET IT GET TO YOU
SNAP
YOU BET YOUR LIFE
JUST ANOTHER HUNTER LIKE A WOLF IN THE SUN
JUST ANOTHER JUNKIE ON A SCORING RUN
JUST ANOTHER VICTIM OF THE THINGS HE HAS DONE
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF A LOADED GUN
THE ODDS GET EVEN YOU NAME THE GAME
THE ODDS GET EVEN THE STAKES ARE THE SAME
YOU BET YOUR LIFE
JUST ANOTHER WINNER POURS HIS LIFE DOWN THE DRAIN
JUST ANOTHER ISLAND IN A HURRICANE
JUST ANOTHER LOSER LIKE A CAT IN THE RAIN
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE PATH OF A SPEEDING TRAIN
THE ODDS GET EVEN YOU NAME THE GAME
THE ODDS GET EVEN THE STAKES ARE THE SAME
YOU BET YOUR LIFE
ANARCHIST REACTIONARY RUNNING-DOG REVISIONIST
HINDU MUSLIM CATHOLIC CREATION/REVOLUTIONIST
RATIONAL ROMANTIC MYSTIC CYNICAL IDEALIST
MINIMAL EXPRESSIONIST POST-MODERN NEO-SYMBOLIST
ARMCHAIR ROCKET SCIENTIST GRAFFITI EXISTENTIALIST
DECONSTRUCTION PRIMITIVE PERFORMANCE PHOTO-REALIST
BE-BOP OR A ONE-DROP OR A HIP-HOP LITE-POP-METALIST
GOLD ADULT CONTEMPORARY URBAN COUNTRY CAPITALIST
JUST ANOTHER GYPSY WITH A PLASTIC GUITAR
JUST ANOTHER DANCER WITH HER EYES ON THE STARS
JUST ANOTHER DREAMER WHO WAS GOING TOO FAR
JUST ANOTHER DRUNK AT THE WHEEL OF A STOLEN CAR
THE ODDS GET EVEN YOU NAME THE GAME
THE ODDS GET EVEN THE STAKES ARE THE SAME
YOU BET YOUR LIFE |
