Written by: John Mellencamp

No songs on the stereo
That we could sing with anymore.
No dance that I can do
That would not embarrass you.
A sound bite here and there
With no reason for me to care.

It's just beige to beige,
That's all it is these days,
Little windows for you to crawl through.
You just do what's expected of you.
It's just beige to beige to beige
These days.

Written by: John Mellencamp

Tony Jones stabbed Alice Jones
On their first anniversary
Down in Dallas, Texas
In a small apartment
With nobody present.
He pulled out a knife
And he stuck it to her.
He left her bleeding
On the floor in the kitchen
With cake on her fingers
And her wedding ring holding.
In her hand was a note
That said the wicked must suffer
And he drove off quickly

Written by: John Mellencamp

He was a good lookin' guy.
Stood about six foot three,
Long brown hair
As nice as he could be.
Everybody liked him
But he didn't have a clue,
He looked silly as hell
In those funny French shoes.

You know the type
Without any heels,
Leather soles,
Kind of a slip on deal.
He was cavalier
Whether he'd win or lose
But he looked silly as hell
In those funny French shoes.

Written by: John Mellencamp and George Green

This land today, shall draw its last breath
And take into its ancient depths
This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self.
While I, with human-hindered eyes
Unequal to the sweeping curve of life,
Stand on this single print of time.

Human wheels spin round and round
While the clock keeps the pace.
Human wheels spin round and round

Written by: John Mellencamp

They call me Junior.
I live here on the street.
I earn two hundred dollars a week.
I'd like to say
Hey, thanks a lot.
I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got.

I sit here watchin'
The people down below.
I try to imagine
The places they may go.
I don't know.
I stay home a lot.
I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is

Written by: John Mellencamp

Suzanne was the jewel keeper.
In a word she stole all the jewels
And she took them to a foreign land
Which was strictly against all the rules,
And she wore them all proudly
Like a tiara crown on her head.
She slept with them at night.
Suzanne and the jewels in a bed.

Suzanne and her jewels
Livin' on the edge of a friend.
Suzanne, how will you sleep at night

Written by: John Mellencamp

I was loud and a little sad.
She was visiting from Atlanta, Georgia.
She had come to spend the summer with her dad.
I thought she was very pretty.
We would kiss and hold hands
Every night by the football field.
Her body was tan
From the afternoons by the public swimming pool.

Sweet evening breeze
Blows around my thoughts and memories.
As I lie here today

Written by: Janis Ian, John Vezner, and John Mellencamp

They are master and slave.
We are sunlight and shadow.
All roads to the river.
I am lost. I am saved.
I'm beloved and betrayed.
All roads to the river.

And the river runs wide,
And the river runs deep
And I spit in the eye
Of safe company.
When I dive right down
To the undertow
Well, the deeper I drown
Lord, the higher I'll go.

Written by: John Mellencamp

What if I came knocking
On your front door some night?
Would you open the window
And drop me down the key?
What if I came knocking
On your bedpost that same night?
Would you open up your heart
Or try to get the best of me?

What if I came knocking
On your brain the next day
And ask for your truth and your love and your honesty?
Would you build up your big walls

Written by: John Mellencamp

When Jesus left Birmingham
All the disciples went crazy.
When Jesus left Birmingham
All the people went completely nuts.
They all busted out on a wild night
Riding high on a golden calf.
When Jesus left Birmingham
All the people had themselves a big long laugh.

Well my girl, she's a walker
And she can talk herself out of any mess.
My girl, she don't pray