Today and tomorrow and yesterday too The flowers are dying like all things do Follow me close - I’m going to Bally-Na-Lee I’ll lose my mind if you don’t come with me I fuss with my hair and I fight blood feuds ... I contain multitudes
Gotta tell tale heart like Mr. Poe Got skeletons in the walls of people you know I’ll drink to the truth of things that we said I’ll drink to the man that shares your bed I paint landscapes - I paint nudes ... I contain multitudes
A red Cadillac and a black moustache Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash Tell me what’s next - what shall we do Half my soul baby belongs to you I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes ... I contain multitudes
I’m just like Anne Frank - like Indiana Jones And them British bad boys the Rolling Stones I go right to the edge - I go right to the end I go right where all things lost - are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake I have no apologies to make Everything’s flowin’ all at the same time I live on the boulevard of crime I drive fast cars and I eat fast foods ... I contain multitudes
Pink pedal pushers and red blue jeans All the pretty maids and all the old queens All the old queens from all my past lives I carry four pistols and two large knives I’m a man of contradictions and a man of many moods ... I contain multitudes
Greedy old wolf - I’ll show you my heart But not all of it - only the hateful part I’ll sell you down the river - I’ll put a price on your head What more can I tell ya - I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost Madam - get up off my knee Keep your mouth away from me I’ll keep the path open - the path in my mind I’ll see to it that there’s no love left behind I play Beethoven sonatas Chopin’s preludes ... I contain multitudesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.