so if you decide , you want to learn to fight i will wait till you return one up - victorious one betrayed by a kiss then burning , burning with rage i may learn to trust your hate i may turn and lust you babe sour-sour-sour sour grapes ( and you may call it treason still sour grapes make great raisins ) austin tea-bag caffeine and mary jane are making love at last while lilac wine , fresh as the vine washes away our past and darling shapes and sizes coalesce with tiger-force and as bad as things have become they could still be worse so drink to christ 's sure coming or your own indecision because you should be doing something else but you just ca n't catch the vision then let the caffeine fuel your fever let the wine cool your blood and let mary jane , dear friend of fools do just what she does free wild bird took me a while to smile , honey took me even longer to laugh come over here and light my candle or i 'll be over there to bubble your bath yes laughter is a remedy for all things and sorrow is a cage , so i 've heard like the ballad of a thin man or oscar living in a trash can but baby i 'm one free wild bird so dance me to the darkness , sweetly then darken me during the dance true saints are neither sexless nor loveless come over here , let 's make some romance and i 'll caress you with heavenly music or i 'll stroke you with one dirty word like we 're fresh out of luck or else in need of a buck but baby i 'm one free wild bird crazy as it sounds to say it of one self if i did n't , well i 'd forget who i am then sooner or later i 'd turn into a hater and damn that would be a hell of a jam so one more time for good time 's sake go ahead , call me a crazy-ass nerd like a man on a mission or a sea-hawk out fishin ' but baby i 'm one one free wild bird forty days forty days , forty ways to kill a man i 've been riding across this open country just trying to make a stand staying low , beneath the bells of fear laughing alone like hollow bones but i can hear them drawing near the dogs of death , the hounds of vengeful love fighting for this hallowed ground that they call , 'the field of blood ' where one lay , who gave his life for many though when he walked the earth he made he did not earn a penny o lord , tonight i am so cold o lord , i feel i 'm growing old before my time before my time and there 's a man standing at the door saying , 'sign the dotted line ' damn you mister landlord you ugly millionaire unless you give your life for love and truly learn to share what you own with those better than yourself wall street president , you must repent forsake all your wealth then you will be truly rich indeed but as it is you only build another monument for greed and if you say , well , divided we fall to hell with all your rhetoric and your bloody whitewashed wall o lord , tonight i am so cold o lord , i feel i 'm growing old before my time before my time and there 's a man standing at the door saying , 'sign the dotted line ' and the women come and go talking of michelangelo and the women come and go talking of michelangelo and the women come and go talking of michelangelo babylon , the beautiful you whore family man he breaks his back from nine to five just to feed his family `` i would n't be much of a man , '' he says if i ca n't give them what they need and i watch him as he works think it must be a sin when he gives life all he 's got but it does n't give much back to him the kids are growing up he 's happy to see them strong his son and daughter get straight a 's but by now his wife is gone she wanted something more i guess more bread than he could bring in still he has nothing but love for her how the hell could she hate him ?