eamed that I would wind up on the losing end

I'm stuck here on the inside, looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup? Where's my face?
On the inside

All got your kicks from what you saw up there
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was downing seagrams on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long

You were screaming for the villain up there
And I was much obliged
The old road sure screwed me good this time
It's hard to see where the vicious circle ends

I'm stuck here on the inside, I'm looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup? Where's my face?
On the inside

On the inside

I'm stuck here on the inside, looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup? Where's my face?
On the inside

I'm stuck here on the inside, I'm looking out
That ain't no big disgrace
Where's my makeup? Where's my face?
On the inside



Wish I were born in Beverly Hills

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

She looked so sleek and sassy
Rolling down Rodeo drive
She got her daddy's black Corniche
And her tennis pro by her side

And she wants her mother's lover
To exercise her skill
And if she don't score him fast
She knows that her brother will

I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up, get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

She says that she's an actress
Just never got a part
Well, now she's a teenage mess
With a burned out Gucci heart

She cracked one day at Cartier
When things came to a head
They put her trinkets away
And wrapped her up instead

I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up, get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

She bit like a dog and she screamed like hell
"You ain't taking me to no padded cell
You better take all your hands
Off my high priced tail"

I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up, get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills



The quiet room

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

The California air
Your nightgown on the stairs
I remember every night
Scenes from home in the quiet room

How long have I been gone?
Did winter kill the lawn?
And all those polaroids you sent
Are on the wall in the quiet room

They've got this place
Where they've been keeping me
Where I can't hurt myself, I can't get my wrists to bleed
Just don't know why, suicide appeals to me

The quiet room is sterilized and white
It's like a tomb with just a moth stained naked light

Plastic forks and spoons
No laces in my shoes
They all know what I tried to do
Outside the quiet room

This quiet place
It ain't so new to me
It's haunted atmosphere has heard so many scream
My home from home, my twilight zone, my strangest dream

My confidant, I have confessed my life
The quiet room knows more about me than my wife

They've got this place
Where they've been keeping me
Where I can't hurt myself, I just can't
I just can't get these damn wrists to bleed

A mattress on the floor
No handles on the door
I really need nothing here
I'm alone



Nurse Rozetta

(Cooper/Taupin/Foster/Lukather)

I'm a shepherd for the pentecost
I got my scriptures and my wires crossed
I got no kids and I got no home
They want us holy men to live alone

Since I've been here for a little stay
I see Rozetta day by day
She turns my head, makes me cough
I want to tear my collar off

I just can't sleep at night, Rozetta dressed in white
She's got the devil's light shining in her eyes

I screamed my sermon, damning sin and vice
When underneath I was a regular guy
My pulpit melted like a block of ice
When a bolt of lightning hit me from the sky

From my stretcher when they wheeled me in
I stared directly in the eyes of sin
Nurse Rozetta standing over me
And I was helpless as a man of god could be

I just can't sleep at night, Rozetta dressed in white
She's got the devil's light shining in her eyes

Nurse Rozetta, I won't let her catch me peering down her sweater
Fantasizing silk suspenders on her thighs
Nurse Rozetta make me better, secretly my eyes undress her
Let me feel your tongue depressor

I'm suddenly twice my size
My pants are all wet inside

She's so creative with a bar of soap
And so inventive with a stethoscope
To check my pulse she gotta hold my hand
And I blow the fuse on the encephalogram

Satan sent her from the bowels of hell
I should have recognized old Jezbel
I surrendered to the urges felt
She popped the buckle on my bible belt

And I, I just can't sleep at night, Rozetta dressed in white
She's got the devil's light shining in her eyes
I'd lick her nylon seams like a hungry cat with cream
What a vivid seam and I can't hold back no more

I know I can't hold back no more



Millie and Billie

(Cooper/Taupin/Roberts)

Billie, I wonder, why are we insane?
Will we ever get better?
Will we stay the same?
Billie, I'm worried

Millie, don't worry
No one knows our pain
Being in love is crazy, not alone that way
I know you're worried today

God made love crazy so he wouldn't feel alone
He was thinking of us
He was thinking of us
God made love crazy so he wouldn't feel so alone

Billie, my mind seems to wander
To events of a night long ago
Driving alone with our guilt well concealed
In the trunk of your sixty eight olds

Millie, our world's an asylum
And our minds like you say ain't that straight
But you know and I know our passion's not deformed
It's true to say we'll love our lifetime

God made love crazy so he wouldn't feel alone
He was thinking of us
He was thinking of us
God made love crazy so he wouldn't feel so alone

Billie, I dream of our children
They're frightening and gruesome and sad
And I don't want them growing inside me
They're no price for the love that we have

Oh Millie, oh Billie - criminally insane
Oh Billie, oh Millie

Billie, it's fresh in my memory
The night that it had to be done
You with your pick axe and scissors
And you with your shovel and gun

And I liked your late husband Donald
But such torture his memory brings
All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies
Guess love makes you do funny things

Oh Billie, oh Millie - criminally insane
Oh Millie, oh Billie



Serious

(Cooper/Taupin/Foster/Lukather)

When I look back at my time at the track
And I played and I played and I played and I
Was shooting the craps at the back of Fat Jack's
Come on, fade me, Jake!

I'm a Las Vegas dreamer they took to the cleaners
A bath, what a bath, what a bath I'd take
A fish on a hook, I was rattled and shook
'Cause I lost my stake

I took that serious

All of my life was a laugh
And a joke and a drink and a smoke
And then I passed out on the floor
Again and again and again and again and again

I'm a gambling fool with a roll and cue
Wanna play, wanna play, wanna play with me?
Put my ass on the line, rubbed my nose in the grime
And they picked me clean

The chance and the game drove Old Silkly insane
What a pain, what a strain on my brain it was
A fish on a hook, I was rattled and shook
'Cause I lost my stake

I took that serious

All of my life was a laugh
And a joke, a drink and a smoke
And then I passed out on the floor
Again and again and again and again and again

Serious - it was serious
Oh, so serious
Serious - it was serious
Oh, so serious

All of my life was a laugh
And a joke and a drink and a smoke
And then I passed out on the floor or a friend
Again and again and again and again and again

All of my life was a laugh
And a joke, a drink, a smoke
And then I passed out on the floor or a friend
Again and again and again and again and again

Again and again and again
And again and again
Again and again and again
And again and again



How you gonna see me now

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

Dear darling, surprised to hear from me?
Bet you're sitting drinking coffee, yawning sleepily
Just to let you know, I'm gonna be home soon
I'm kinda awkward and afraid, time has changed your point of view

How you gonna see me now? Please, don't see me ugly, babe
'Cause I know I let you down in, oh, so many ways
How you gonna see me now since we've been on our own?
Are you gonna love the man when the man gets home?

Listen darling, now I'm heading for the west
Straightened out my head but my old heart is still a mess
Yes, I'm worried, honey, guess that's natural though
It's like I'm waiting for a welcome sign like a hobo in the snow

How you gonna see me now? Please, don't see me ugly, babe
'Cause I know I let you down in, oh, so many ways
How you gonna see me now since we've been on our own?
Are you gonna love the man when the man gets home?

And just like the first time we're just strangers again
I might have grown out of style in the place I've been
And just like the first time I'll be shaking inside
When I walk in the door there'll be no place to hide

How you gonna see me now? Please, don't see me ugly, babe
'Cause I feel I let you down in, oh, so many ways

How you gonna see me now? Please, don't see me ugly, babe
'Cause I know I let you down in, oh, so many ways
How you gonna see me now since we've been on our own?
Are you gonna love the man when the man gets home?




For Veronica's sake

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

I got my name and number, I got my bed assigned
I got a dog in the city pound that I left behind
I'm strapped down and wild eyed, she's locked up in a pen
She needs somebody to feed her and I'm her only friend

So for Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird
For Veronica's sake - I gotta get myself outta here

We both been put in cages, we got our shots and tags
I got my sweating fist to shake, she's got her tail to wag
She has to bark and whimper while I could scream and shout
The clock above the psycho ward says time is running out

So for Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird
For Veronica's sake - I gotta get myself outta here

And I can see her howling all night at the lonely moon
They're going to give her the gas if I don't get there soon
I gotta get there soon

For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird
For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here

For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird
For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird

For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird
For Veronica's sake - I gotta get outta here
For Veronica's sake - she can get pretty weird



Jackknife Johnny

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

From his army confessions of his military days
You still carry the shrapnel, you're shell shocked and dazed
Dear Johnny, have you just lost your way?
Or like denim and leather are you faded and frayed?

Institute lackies with hot bourbon breath
White coats and needles, Johnny, like to scare you to death
Dear Johnny, do you feel your best?
When you're strung out at night on your morphine and meth?

Jackknife Johnny - you're a floor mopping flunkie
Tool of a dagger's drawn world
Jackknife Johnny - them old vets gotta hate you
For bringing home that V.C. girl

Jackknife Johnny, welcome to our world

From the tone deaf hearing of the draft board game
You were washing cars down in Dallas when the holocaust came
Dear Johnny, your excuse was lame
All your friends sleep in boxes while you sleep in chains

Jackknife Johnny - you're a floor mopping flunkie
Tool of a dagger's drawn world
Jackknife Johnny - them old vets gotta hate you
For bringing home that V.C. girl

Jackknife Johnny, welcome to our world

Jackknife Johnny - you're a bad jungle monkey
Tool of a dagger's drawn world
Jackknife Johnny - them old vets gotta hate you
For bringing home that V.C. girl

Jackknife Johnny, welcome to our world



Inmates (we're all crazy)

(Cooper/Taupin/Wagner)

It's not like we did something wrong
We just burned down the church
While the choir within sang religious songs

And it's not like we thought we was right
We just played with the wheels of a passenger train
That cracked on the tracks one night

It's not like we ain't on the ball
We just talk to our shrinks, they talk to their shrinks
No wonder we're up the wall

We're not stupid or dumb
We're the lunatic fringe who rusted the hinge
On uncle Sam's daughters and sons

Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in another world
With roller coaster brains
Imagine playing with trains

Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in some other world

We're all crazy
We're all crazy
We're all crazy

Lizzy Borden took an axe
And gave her mother forty whacks

And don't think we're trying to be bad - no!
All the innocent crime seemed alright at the time
Not necessarily mad, not necessarily mad

We watch every day for the bus
And the driver would say: "That's where lunatics stay"
I wonder if he's talking 'bout us?

It's not like we're vicious or gone - no!
We just dug up the graves where your relatives lay
In old forest lawn

And it's not like we don't know the score
We're the fragile elite they dragged off the street
I guess they just couldn't take us no more

Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in another world
With roller coaster brains
Imagine digging up graves

Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in some other world

We're all crazy
We're all crazy
We're all crazy

We're all crazy
We're all crazy
We're all crazy