The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner lyrics

Good morning, Mr. Ben. It's about 6:30, Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep, thinking about you. I was, uh, wondering if you were looking after your most valuable possession--your mind. I was thinking about John Glenn, his space journey and all.

Tourists wear their wallets in odd places when abroad,
so as not to be ripped off and ways to ..........
Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future,
so as not to be all screwed by........

So will I.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I just can't talk.
I will protect myself from you.
I'll keep on reminding me,
I'm always free,

Having isn't bliss, sunshine is amiss
Happy when you're cold, wanna be alone
He's a lot of steam, she's a lot of breath
Takes a lot to see, takes a lot to beg

And it's just like Mitchell Lane, everything's the same

Wanna kill your friends, reminded you of when
Happy when you're stoned, wanna be old

And it's just like Mitchell Lane, everything's the same
So go on, go on and complain

Ran out of time, running my mouth
Ran up a tab and all the way back to Kalamazoo
All the way back home
I was surely stoned, now I'm sober in my yard
Can you believe I was there
Can you believe I've been anywhere else

There was a time, almost forgot, we had been drifting all the way to Kalamazoo
And I said that I loved you too
All the way back home
There's a little joke, I just made up

Another guilty white boy, won't you turn me in
Always had it easy, charge me for my sins

Ain't been through the slavery, ain't been through the cotton fields
Through the back of a ....., cos I'm guilty

Ain't been through the slavery, ain't been through the cotton fields
Through the back of a ....., cos I'm guilty

Broken bones and bruises, Daddy brought the ball this far

Saying shit that don't sound too cool,
like lovey-dovey honey-bunny,
give us all a break dude.
You're checking out.
Cool whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool Whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
Cool Whip.
Oh Oh Oh.
That tops it off,
we think you'd better cool it down.

goodnight, goodnight sweet baby
the world has more for you
than it seems
goodnight, goodnight
let the moonlight take the lid off your dreams

we took a small flight
in the middle of the night
from one tiny place to another
and my parents they remained
at the shack with lorraine
and my aunt and my grandpa and brother
we walked past the tarmac
and boarded the craft

jane be jane
you're better that way
not when you're trying
imitating something you think you saw

jane be jane
and if sometimes that might
drive them away
let them stay there
you don't need them anyway

you're worried there might not be
anything at all inside
but that you're worried
should tell you that's not right
don't try to see yourself
the way that others do
it's no use

i thought about sitting on the floor in second grade
i couldn't keep the pace
i thought i was the only one moving in slow motion
while the other kids knew something i did not
but if i acted like a clown
i thought it'd get me through, it did
but that don't work no more
you're not a kid no more
i thought i'd do some travelling
never did

regrets, regrets

i thought about the hours wasted

choose from any number of magazines
who do you want to be
billy idol or kool moe dee

if you're afraid they might discover your redneck past
there are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past
they'll never send you home

roots!
the funny limbs that grow underground
that keep you from falling down
don't you think that you'll need them now

just find a place where no one knows of your redneck past

well i thought about the army
dad said, son you're fucking high
and i thought, yeah there's a first for everything
so i took my old man's advice
three sad semesters
it was only fifteen grand spent in bed
i thought about the army
i dropped out and joined a band instead

grew a moustache and a mullet
got a job at chic-fil-a
citing artistic differences
the band broke up in may

lying awake in my hospital room
silas creek parkway is my only view
and the doctor just came by and told me the news
i need a second opinion
i don't believe that it's true

from the back of your big brown eyes
i knew you'd be gone as soon as you could
and i hoped you would
we could see that you weren't yourself
and the lines on your face did tell
it's just as well
you'd never be yourself again

saw you last night
dance by the light of the moon
stars in your eyes
free from the life that you knew

you're the magic that holds the sky up from the ground

there was a time when i had nothing to explain
oh, this mess i have made
but then things got complicated
my innocence has all but faded
oh, this mess i have made

and i don't believe in god
so i can't be saved
all alone as i've learned to be
in this mess i have made

all the untested virtue
the things i said i'd never do
least of all to you
i know he's kind and true
i know that he is good to you

sometimes i get the feeling
that i won't be on this planet
for very long
i really like it here
i'm quite attached to it
i hope i'm wrong

all i really wanna say
is you're the reason i wanna stay
i loved you before i met you
and i met you just in time
'cause there was nothing left

i sat here on my suitcase
in our empty new apartment
until the sun went down
then i walked back down the stairs

i should warn you
i go to sleep
i know you don't
know what i mean
yet
i get upset or happy
i go to sleep
nothing hurts when
i go to sleep
but i'm not tired
i'm not tired

i know it seems that i don't care
but something in me does i swear
i don't remember all last year
i left you awake to cry the tears
while i was dreaming in streams
flowing between the shores
of joy and sadness
i'm drowning