There’s a million things that I wanna do
‘n they all start with you
And one day soon you’ll come to see 
I’m not the same boy you knew…

It’s been a long time, girl, such a long time
Oh, you’re the prettiest ghost
Does love remain through window panes
Here, let me take off your coat…

Yeah, we were young and faded
We were the worst of our kind
But, enough of this talkin’ how we were a mess
Come here, baby, and give us a kiss
That’s a nice dress I’m gonna rip…

I’m gonna lay your body down
Yeh, I’m gonna lay your body down
I’m gonna lay your body down
Yeh, I’m gonna lay your body down, love
I swear to God…

There’s a lot of things I don’t get
The fine taste of a stolen cigarette
I didn’t light it so I’m innocent
The prosecution said that’s far-fetched…

Yeah, I’m on about stolen cigarettes
One drag ‘n that’s what you get
You can toss ‘em out in the bin
I was a map maker as a kid…

‘n if I told you her name you’d say, ‘I wish you were smokin’ 20 packs a day.’
If I told you her name you’d say, ‘You gotta be broken to call her honey.’

And I know that you’re right, man
I been havin’ nightmares but I can’t seem to quit…

There’s a lot of things I don’t sweat
Love letters and paper cuts
‘n I can tell when you’re full of shit,
Honey, all you gotta do is move your lips…

Baby, listen, can you hear me / I’m at a payphone in some city
Foot’s twisted from runnin’/ Somethin’ went wrong with the goods and the money
I got the po-lice on my back / I took a bullet in a crossfire attack
You gotta help me / I’ll explain it all later / sell the furniture to the neighbors
Don’t you start yellin’ I still got my gun / this drug run is no fun…

I’m downtown, I’m in Phoenix, I’m out in Inglewood buyin’ Kleenex
I can’t say they might be tappin’ the line / we’ll just meet at the place that I took you that time
I gotta go, honey, I’m in trouble / ‘fore it gets out you gotta call my cousin
Tell him it was Jimmy that started it all, firin’ that shot from down the hall
Don’t cry, baby, I should be the one / this drug run is no fun…

St. Peter, how’d I get here / this bar must serve some good beer
Did I fall and hit my head or did the brothers sneak up and avenge the dead
I don’t care it’s probably better this way / Oh God, it’s been a hell of a day
I’m sure you know the whole damn story but I never thought I’d be bound for glory
Please, say it’s true and that I’m finally done / this drug run is no fun…

Don’t you cry, Sally, you just got to settle down
She screamin’, ‘please, come over. He’s out front right now.’
Like a freak in the street he come creepin’ up outta the night
He calls her crazy but she’s not the one in my headlights…

So, let the needle drop
and let the record spin
hits for hypocrites like him…

He got a little crowd that come round to hear his songs
Got her believin’ he’s the next Zimmerman
He says she don’t have what it takes to make it on the radio
Honey, every town has a clown like Joe…

So, let the needle drop
and let the record spin
hits for hypocrites like him…
And it’s all alright – said it’s all okay
God loves all his idiots the same…

Now, Joe, don’t be so blue, I’m a hypocrite, too

Wham Bam Alakazzam / couldn’t believe my eyes
No smoke or mirrors just the shivers down my spine
Strawberry lips and beaded hips kill rabbits in their hats
Whatever she’s got up her sleeve / I want some –a – that…

Yeh, she’s just like a magik trick
(disappeared) and now I’m feeelin’ sick
(come back, dear) just like a magik trick
(I’ll be here) my little magik trick…

Good God, wave your wand way up in the sky
No wizard could compete with you to change her to my bride
I could saw myself in half, handcuffed to a cage,
Drop me in the water for one more dance upon your stage…

Yeh, she’s just like a magik trick
(disappeared) and now I’m feeelin’ sick
(come back, dear) just like a magik trick
(I’ll be here) my little magik trick…

Tourniquet Queen, wrap your legs around me
I’ll shoot like a dream into your world surrounding
If this is love I will never leave
Oh my Tourniquet Queen of the summer steam…

I wanna slide and slip and wander all across your golden body
I’ll be the junk that you need just to smile and grit your teeth
Oh my Tourniquet Queen of the summer steam
Oh my Tourniquet Queen of the summer steam…