give me a dollar or give me 50 cents
let me take it back if that ain't what I meant
give me a coat or give me a bite
give me a light bulb and make sure it's bright
give me the moon or give me everywhere
give me some powder to spray up in the air

let me take my thoughts away to think about another day
remembering the times I pray to help me deal with me
to be the dogman

give me some attention lend me your ear
give me what to do and get me out of here
give me a book give me something to read
give me a horse race and give me who's the lead

let me take my thoughts away to think about another day
remembering the times I pray to help me deal with me
to be the dogman

all the sleeping never waking all the leaves in need of raking
all the business undertaking all my bones and muscles aching
thoughts and mind are surely flaking over
luncheons hands are shaking
surety of no mistaking cars and horns and glass is breaking

give me a color make it black or white
give me a newspaper tell me if it's right
give me a nail or give me a bat
give me a skinny or give me a fat

remembering the times I pray to let me take my thoughts away
to think about another day to help me deal with me
to be the dogman

there can be but better ways from yesterdays to me
somewhere there are better days for better ways to be
sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar
is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more

and I'm left with the truth and I'm right in my mind
given some of the time maybe never
so I walk in these shoes
when I feel it's the blues
if it ain't it will do
yeah

I woke up early one morning like I'd been under a spell
gazed into the mirrored reflection
said I had to do it or else

oh things are thru

you took away from me I tried to get it back
and if you lie to me I keep it to myself
a trick or treat but then that don't make it right
I can't remember when I could say goodnight
then something comes into my head and then a change
I work it out somehow I guess I've got my ways
but then I wonder how did I get it wrong
it doesn't matter now.

I pretend.

I take the longest walks they always do me good
I just indulge myself in sorrow singing blues
but then I have to laugh cause it's and outlet too
and if I add it all it still just wouldn't do
I've come to realize there's nothing I can lose
so I control myself nothing else to do
I'll just remember when it comes around again
I'd rather be alone I won't get hurt again

I pretend.

then something comes into my head and then a change
I work it out somehow I guess I've got my ways
I take the longest walks it always does me good
I just control myself.

I pretend.

there's a thought in my mind
and there's nothing not far behind
there's a road there's a path
there's a freeway and there's a map

there are flies and blue skies
and the just and the unjust all walk side by side

there's a fog in my mind
and there's nothing not far behind
there is wrong there is right
there is peace and there's a fight

there is life there is death
and the difference between either one is one single breath
there are flies and blue skies
and the just and the unjust all walk side by side.

ok so it can't be right I cry and try and think and fight
ok so I need some help but they can't fix the way I feel.

just one day just one second
maybe just a minute feel no pain.

oh I walk the line
black the sky

ok so I don't think like you do it's not my fault
ok I still try to find that fitting missing part

something keeps me hanging round
I guess my mother made me strong
crawling thru this jungle from this puzzle I come from

as I wandered...walked along on a lazy path
I shook and hand. he seemed to know so much more
so I listened...tried my best just to understand
then I followed to where I knew nothing of.

over the hill, come see the thrill awaiting you
go thru the door, there's so much more

walk in the big parade, learn just what to say
they will all try to fool you
don't believe anything, I'm your everything
they will all try to fool you
and don't ever think you'll see another friend.

time went on, we were friends of a different kind
but something there always tearing apart
standing tall on a surface of glass and rain
we traveled on with a hope and a prayer

over the hill, come see the thrill awaiting you
go thru the door, there's so much more

walk in the big...
and don't ever think you'll find a better friend

walk in the big...
and don't ever think that I could do you wrong

lies games webs of pain
giving taking oh abuse
contention extension I will not be shamed
crossing the bridge I'm on the way.

I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about.

blind find peace of mind
it's never what it really is
intention rejection little left away
crossing the bridge I'm on the way.

I just don't care like I used to
I don't care about you
I just don't care like I used to
I just care about you.

such a tossing to and fro it's become clear to me
I just want to see the real from the fantasy.

there's a thorn in my side
and I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a battlefield
oh lord I try

I walk thru sunshine rain
in every forest there's a snake
and the apple of my eye

the pain it comes and goes
I always let myself down
how does the letting go
it's just that way

it takes time a friend of mine who's fallen down a million times
told me feelings never go away you have to learn to live this way
and keep yourself alive
that's what he said.

ozone disappearing in the sky
bud man asking us why ask why
if I could find my magazine this bug would die
I complain
China boy standing up to a tank
southern boy living in the house of yanks
if I can't seem to get my motorbike to crank
I complain

complain so much easier

small kid begging for a crumb of bread
next kid bloated lying nearly dead
I wonder what to take for my aching head
I complain
lots of people crying for a little rain
whole nation learning how to live with pain
I don't know how I'm gonna clean this little stain
I complain.

complain so much easier

black man singing Mississippi blues
Africa starves a little baby drools
I'm trying to figure out all the basketball rules
I complain
Mr. Rush Limbaugh giving me the facts
treetops falling and the newsman yaks
I'm thinking about Carter and how I'm gonna be taxed
hey

complain so much easier

business as usual just what's on your mind
give you some of mine
so the breaks don't come so easy hesitate and fall asleep
taking care of mine.

So the crime we find is just human behavior
everybody's in the line
so the crime we find is just human behavior
time will find

little do we really know the river ego deep and wide
everybody mission
if I make the wrong decision never known is never more
faster than before

have you gotten any cigarettes
and have you got anything for me
I no longer know just what I'm saying
is this how it's supposed to be.

sometimes I think the pain blows my mind
pain blows my mind.

is it june or late september
is it 1993
could you help me to remember
is this how I'm supposed to be

sometimes I think the pain blows my mind
pain blows my mind.

did you ever get those cigarettes
and did you get anything for me
will you help me to remember
when I fall into the sea.

sometimes I think the pain blows my mind
pain blows my mind.

I don't wanna go to hell
Nobody in their right mind wants to
but very few have done the things they have to do
To get to the promised land

I walked thru the door and took a seat
listening to words that seem to bounce right off my chest
like I heard it all before
teach an old dog the same old trick

tide underside my pillow
willow thundering

I ate the crumbs and I spilled the wine
the thought that counts
burning candles shining in the light
shining.

tide underside my pillow
willow thundering

Manic Depression's touching my soul,
I know what I want,
but I just don't know how to go about getting it.

Feeling, sweet feeling
drops from my finger, fingers
Manic Depression's captured my soul.

Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain,
you make love,
you break love,
it's-a all the same when it's...
when it's over.

Music sweet music,
I wish I could caress, caress, caress.
Manic Depression's a frustrating mess.
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' go on down.

Really ain't no use me hanging around.
Oh, I gotta see you.