I've got some loose change
in my pocket I've got a watch, baby, I could sell
And I've got four fists and nothing
to show for my labours of love
I went down to the bottom of
Hades I turned a spot of fire into hell
Well, I was pissin' in a hurricane
Tryin' to make a dead bird fly
Now everything is just fine
Ride on, ride on under
the wind
I made a mess of every conversation I
was a borderline misanthrope
But picking bones from the litter
like a runaway flea bitten dog
It's a cold place down at the bottom line
But you gotta go down to know
But it was all in the name of having
some kind of story to tell
Now everything is just fine
Right on, right under the wind
And I don't know what the
hell I was thinking
But now I've kissed them all,
the day's goodbye
And when it blows like
Tracy, I'll be sittin' here
watchin' it blow
Cause I remember when somebody told me
It doesn't hurt to watch
the world go by
And now I've found a little place in the
middle of the hurricane tide
And now everything is just right
Ride on, ride under the wind
Ride on, ride under the wind
Ride under the wind, under the wind
I'm on my way,
I'm gonna watch it all go
Right under the rain, right under the rain
I was a flamin' dog
I was a flamin' dog
I was a flamin' dog
Oh, I don't believe it, no