She squished it at my feet
And I see her feet and she tells me
She just threw it back at me
Once I saw the man that greased me
Why did I let her go?
To just find her lost love for me
She don't care if it's back there
I wonder what the underprivileged said
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
I was found right in the fabric of the lawns
Juliet is creeping through the closet of the stars
Well, we know what some of the women spoke and used to got
Putting cold water out of the cover on the stars
And many men and cats and horses walking down the aisle
The prison in the sun was in the front, I cried and died
I have told the swears it's not a pedophile
But it's for the women that were in the age of thousands
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
Cell phones rang in the house when we did it
The first heart is back to me, we'll watch
We face this fear, we'll watch the world we're typing
As the echo of the word that bells the phone of the wind will ring
Resolve into the world's bell who'll ring
Yeah, towing for the rebels, yeah, towing for the raindrops
Wasn't I always a friend to you, wasn't I always a friend to you
You want me my friend, you want me my friend
Every once in a while, honey, let your love show
Every once in a while, honey, let yourself go
Nobody has heard, nobody has heard
No, it came to us too, we let down as one
I don't care if I'm not your only one
What I see in you, you see in me
But if I do you wrong, smoke my smoke
Drink my wine
Now try to understand the way I feel, where I'm in your hand
Take my hand, you never understand
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to the lover
Have I thought when I'm alone, love isn't rain, it's a poem
Love's an angel, this guy's restless
Here in my bed, here in my morning car
Love's an angel, this guy's restless
Here in my bed, here in my morning car
Love's an angel, this guy's restless
Here in my bed, here in my morning car
It could be, oh down, down, down, but I can feel that beat
There in the marching truck, there in the song of the sun
It could be, my dream of your dream, but it's not the only one
Now my soul's marching in the dump, they forgot no gun to shoot
Oh that guy has a horn guitar, I got this horn guitar
I see the rising smoke, I hear a heartbreak joke
Hey all my brothers and sisters, I think it's time we spoke
I only got six strings, but like a bell they rang
It's like a jet plane, insane, crashing into my brain
Now my soul's marching in the dump, they forgot no gun to shoot
Oh that guy has a horn guitar, I got this horn guitar
I see the rising smoke, I hear a heartbreak joke
Now my soul's marching in the dump, they forgot no gun to shoot
Oh that guy has a horn guitar, I got this horn guitar
I see the rising smoke, I hear a heartbreak joke
Oh that guy has a horn guitar, I got this horn guitar
I got this horn guitar
I got this horn guitar
Amazing grace, how sweet that sound
I see the wretch like me, I once was lost, but now I'm through
I was blind, but now I see
It was grace that taught my heart to fear
Oh grace, my fears released
I persisted at grace, that grace appealed the hour I first believed
