Tom Petty
American singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist.
She's gonna listen to her heart.
It's gonna tell her what to do.
She might need a lot of loving,
But she don't need you.
I was born a rebel
Down in Dixie on a Sunday morning.
Yeah, with one foot in the grave,
And one foot on the pedal.
I was born a rebel.
How about a cheer
For all those bad girls
And all the boys
That play that rock and roll?
They love it
Like you love Jesus.
It does the same thing
To their souls.
Oh baby, don't it feel like heaven right now,
Don't it feel like something from a dream.
Restless sleep, twisted dreams
Moving targets, silent screams.
Restless city, restless street
Restless you, restless me.
He was caught up in a lie he half-believed,
Found her hiding high in the family tree.
Washed his hands, and put her 'cross his knee.
She said "daddy, you've been a mother to me."
So if I come to your door,
let me sleep on your floor.
I'll give you all I have and a little more.
I feel sorry for kids these days. They get so much homework. Remember the days when we put a belt around our two books and carried them home? Now they're dragging a suitcase. They have school all day, then homework from six until eleven. There's no time left to be creative. The hardest part for me is when my thirteen-year-old is complaining about the workload. I agree with him. I'm supposed to be responsible and support the teacher. But it's like, "You're right, son. This is bullshit."
Last time through I hid my tracks.
So well I could not get back.
Yeah my way was hard to find.
Can't sell your soul for peace of mind.
And I don't want to mean anything to you,
I don't want to tempt you to be true.
Honey don't walk out, I'm too drunk to follow.
You know you won't feel this way tomorrow.
Well, maybe I'm a little rough around the edges,
Inside a little hollow.
I get faced with some things sometimes
That are so hard to swallow.
There's rain on the road
And the faithful have gone.
In a crowd all alone,
Walking 'round in a song.
I'll be the boy in the corduroy pants.
You be the girl at the high school dance.
I don't believe in censorship, but I do believe that an artist has to take some moral responsibility for what he or she is putting out there. And I think a lot of these young kids are going to have to learn the hard way before they realize that you can actually do some damage if you're being careless or frivolous in what you're saying.
I don't want to end up
In a room all alone
Don't want to end up someone
That I don't even know.
Good love is hard to find.
You got lucky, babe.
You got lucky, babe, when I found you.
Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some.
Tell me why you wanna lay there
And revel in your abandon.
Listen it don't make no difference to me baby,
Everybody's had to fight to be free.
You see you don't have to live like a refugee
You're flirting with time baby
Flirting with time, but maybe,
Time baby, is catching up with you.
I'm so tired of being tired.
Sure as night will follow day,
Most things I worry about
Never happen anyway.
I can't save you from yourself, you gotta want it.