planes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some
it ought to make a few reputations in the cult of number one
while these seconds turn these minutes into hours of the day
all these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
your filled up with what other people need
and they never seem to turn you up loud
there are a lot of chatterboxes in this crowd
suffering jukebox in a happy town
you're over in the corner breaking down
they always seem to keep you way down low
the people in this town don't want to know
well I guess all that mad misery must make it seem to true to you
but money lights your world up, you're trapped what can you do?
you got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies
you make the same old jokes and malaprops on cue
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
your filled up with what other people need
hardship, damnation and guilt
make you wonder why you were even built
suffering jukebox in a happy town
you're over in the corner breaking down
they always seem to keep you way down low
Father drove a steamroller
Momma was a crossing guard.
She got rolled when he got steamed
And I got left in charge
Living in a little town with my pedigree in charge
I chopped down a weakened willow tree
And built this party barge
Ports of call, dayglo bait
Why not see a legend while it's still being made?
Think it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the park
Jam too far propagating in the night
My colleagues and associates have kicked out all the lights
Like I said they say, nothing stops a party barge
"This is lake directory, calling party barge.
I'm on the phone with pump control, they say you are at large
Send us your coordinates, we'll send a Saint Bernard"
Think it's kind of squirrelly when you're sleeping in the park
Chicken fried pigeon in a sunny jane sauce
Satan's jeweled laughter has your wife in its claws
Like I said they say, nothing stops a party barge
"Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
Send us your coordinates, I'll send a Saint Bernard.
If you got a message
Leave your name and number
And we'll get back to you
Sleep on your back and ash in your shoes
And always use the old sense of the words
Your third drink will lead you astray
Wandering down the backstreets of the world
On the last day of your life
Don't forget to die
The things that you do
Will always make your mama cry.
Well, I know you got a lot of hope for
The new men
The new men
So you've got no friends and you wander through the night
And now you watch the sunrise through a rifle-sight
Well, don't believe in people who say it's all been done
They have time to talk because their race is run
So get in some licks
And hold your head up
And soon you'll be drinkin' from that crystal cup
Well, I know you got a lot of hope for
The new men
Well, I know you got a lot of hope for
The new men
Way way out past where the sidewalks disappear
And up through bright blue blocks of sky
Where the days turn to weeks in the months the year
And we're together, you and I.
We could be looking for the same thing,
If you're looking for someone.
We could belong to each other,
If you're not seeing anyone.
I hope I don't come across as a coyote in your eyes
But I've been around some and I've seen
Enough to know we could both spend happy lives
Inside the days of you and me.
We could be looking for the same thing,
If you're looking for someone.
We could belong to each other,
I heard they were taming the shrew.
I heard the shrew was you.
You might as well say fuck me cause I'm gonna keep on,
Keep on loving you.
I'd crawl over fifty yards of broken
Glass just to hold on your hand.
Sleeping is the only love (x2)
I had this friend his name was Marc with a "c".
His sister was like the heat coming off the back of an old TV.
Their folks were slain in their Reed Boiling Springs home.
It was the worst of the Lord, some of the worst of the Lord.
Later I come to find
Life is sweeter than Jewish wine.
Give a box of candy or a foot massage.
Some people don't take the time.
I'd craw over fifty yards of burning
Coals just to make it with you-oo-oo.
Sleeping is the only love (x2)
Let's go hunting blackbirds, let's throw snowballs from the bridge
The fireplace burns backwards, let's not and say we did.
There's a trapdoor in the country where we can disappear.
These giant evergreens are a promise redeemed
Let's walk down the glassy top of a frozen pasture stream
Our minds can dream like soda machines
And that's exactly what we did.
Let's ride down the ridge to the military bridge
You can't be against forever, let's not and say we did.
There's a party in the country, where we can disappear.
Dig if you will, a picture of you girl
Finding the fiercest way to live
We can ride all day in a one horse open sleigh
And that's exactly what we did.
Of all of the people I knew,
I always looked up to you.
And after millions of years of cryin',
the sun still shines and shines.
Look a horse, of course,
gallops through the desert light.
I make such good time through sub-space when I
dream all day and write all night.
Robot walks into a bar.
Orders a drink, lays down a bill.
Bartender says "Hey we don't serve robots,"
and the robot says "no, but someday you will."
Prison's a good time for some.
Many people get caught with a gun
This trucker says it's good to be free,
says he knows lots of folks who agree.
Bumper stickers talk to him,
say let the stars get in your eyes.
Time, cum, sand and surf
these are the building building blocks of life
Boy wants a car from his dad.
Dad says "First you got to cut that hair."
Boy says "Hey dad, Jesus had long hair,"
and dad says "that's right son, Jesus walked everywhere."
When i was younger, I was a cobra.
In every case I wanted to be cool.
Now that i'm older, sub-space is colder,
Fast cars, fine ass
These things will pass
And it won't get more profound
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
If you won't lie down
My youth for a bell
Who's who in hell
My kingdom for a crown
Time is a game
Only children play well
How can I love you
Baby won't you take this magnet
Maybe put my picture back on the fridge
I must've been crazy to let you get away like you did
Like a brown bird nesting in a Texas casern
I got a point of view
And the kicker is that
I'm getting back
Into getting back
Into you
I guess over time we became ducks
I never seemed to see you much
Then the world turned and got away
We fell out of touch
I've been working at the airport bar
It's like Christmas in a submarine
Wings and brandy on a winter's night
I guess you wouldn't call it a scene
Now my ex-wife's living in the suburbs with her guru and her mom
Now she finds her consolation in the stardust of a barn
You can call it a spinoff, say it's a knockoff, title it part two
But I'm getting back
Into getting back
In the times I dream Jesus
it's like he's coming through the walls
when I'm working at my desk at night
I hear his footsteps in the hall
you can believe me not believe me
I'm just a bird upon the sill
and these words just pour right through me
like water through a mill
he was a rebel jew
he was a rebel jew
and he died for you and your sins
he was a rebel jew
he was a rebel jew
let him in
sometimes I dream of Texas
yeah, it's the biggest part of me
and the planes look like the sea at night
oh, she wants to be so free
she is a rebel state
she is a rebel state
and it's not too late for her to break
from a sick, sick union
an unhealed wound and separate
all the time I dream of Michelle
and the towers in her mind
some women lie down with killers
oh, my baby's not that kind
she is a real good girl
yeah, she's a real good girl
and she stops the world so I can't see
that she's a good, good girl
Troubles, no troubles, on the line
And I can't stand to see you
I can't stand to see you when you're crying at home
Scotch and Penecilin, please try Carlton
a cold black maple hanger and husbands on the run
I just got back from a dream attack
that took me by suprise
and in there I met a lady her name was Shady Sides,
and she said
"It's been evening all day long,
It's been evening all day long
and how can something so old, be so wrong?"
Sin and gravity
drag me down to sleep to dream of trains across the sea
trains across the sea
half hours on earth, what are they worth?
I don't know
In 27 years I've drunk 50, 000 beers
and they just wash against me
Tide to the oceans
a million chuckers never felt wrong
looking at you, I'm a staring
looking how you make me feel good now
Broken like you know the child diction
over at the naked show
Sarah couldn't make you feel down now
down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down now
(chorus)
Wait, for the last man
last man never had a chance
so he went out behind the shed
and bought himself a little cigarettes
On the ground digging for a treasure map
find your answer
when you ask, please ask me
ask me to stay.
Gold and Green
Red and Blue
Are the lights on the signs that line Charlotte avenue.
From the corner window, I watch the falling white flakes.
God must be carving the clouds into animal shapes.
Animal shapes, animal shapes
God must be carving the clouds into animal shapes.
We have no goodwill, no goodwill to give.
To those who try to take away the things we need to live.
Friend, this is from your friend, offa Natchez Trace.
The last dream left worth believin' starts with animal shapes.
Animal shapes, animal shapes
Nothing better get in the way of whatever it takes.
Later on, somewhere else, I said some things I didn't mean.
Yes, I know everybody's on a first name basis with the king.
From a corner window, I watch the falling snowflakes.
God must be carving the clouds into animal shapes.
Animal shapes, animal shapes
I wish I lived in the power and light
I wish it wasn't Saturday night
'Cause I can't raise hell
No, I can't raise hell for two
I wish I had a thousand bucks
I wish I was the Royal Trux
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
When I was summoned to the phone
I knew in my bones that you had died alone
We'd never been promised there will be a tomorrow
So let's just call it the death of an heir of sorrows
The death of an heir of sorrows
I have not avoided certainty
It has always just eluded me
I wish I knew
I wish i knew for true
I wish I had a rhinestone suit
I wish I had a new pair of boots
But mostly I wish
I wish I was with you
We'd never been promised there will be a tomorrow
So let's just call it the death of an heir of sorrows
I was 19, and dead from the neck up.
She was a Christian rock ingenue.
Sentimental as a cat's grave
Her fucking body broke my eyes
And she said, I'm gonna love the hell out of you.
Brandy wine rained on an android cross
Even the swans were bankrupt and blue
I'd been a liar my whole life
She said, I wanna be your wife
And she said, I'm gonna love the hell out of you.
In a lonely swedish bookstore, banging a librarian
The sound of rain and lightning was my cue
I fixed the Preakness in the rain
I had a weakness for cocaine
And she said
I learned double entry bookkeeping when I was 12 years old
I learned there's no imagination in the blues
They registered my name with the Catholic hall of fame
Now people are good and people are bad
and I'm never sure which one I am
so, come in out of the storm
what you need is an imitation of home
your at home
you're all alone
and nobody's calling on the telephone
Now people are good and people are bad
people they butch, people they brag
people they test, people they breast(?)
people make sex, it's their favourite thing to do(?)
so if you run, then run to me
and if you can swim then swim to me
just come in out of the storm
what you need is an imitation of home
your at home
you're all alone
The sun and the shutters and the sun shattered hair.
The butler hesitates at the top of the stairs.
A kitten from Great Britain sleeps behind the drapes.
An old silver bowl filled with apples and grapes.
It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset
Snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets.
And I have no idea what drives you mister.
tanning beds explode with rich women inside.
All my poor hungry children x3
Time will break the world x3
The snow falls down so beautiful and stupid
Fore the black silhouette of Abraham Lincoln trees
The sky is low like a Japanese table.
And the horse's legs look like four brown shotguns
The icicles are dripping like the whole house is weeping
On an evil little car with gull-wing doors.
And I have no idea what drives you mister
But I've killed you in my mind so many times before.
All my poor hungry children x3
Where does an animal sleep
when the ground is wet?
Cows in the ballroom
chickens in the farmer's corvette
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
How does an animal see
once the sun is set?
Bandits in the capital
limited civilian unrest
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
What kind of animal
needs to smoke a cigarette?
Grass in the pasture
is sharper than a bayonette
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony gets depressed
Happiness won't leave me alone
says a bird in his nest
Get a load of this fuckin' view
its the best in the west
Sometimes a pony
Sometimes a pony
I've been living in a k-hole
Ever since you went away
I've been down here day after day
I'd rather live in a trash can
Than see you happy with another man
Closed sign swinging in the window of the liquor store
Better get inside the kingdom and close the door
Andre was a young black Santa Claus
He didn't want to be like his daddy was
Better take the gun with you when you go
He'd rather be dead than anything he knows
Girl in the special economic zone
Closed sign swinging in the window of the liquor store
Guard my bed
While the rain turns the ditches to mirrors
Buy a vase of carnations from central Ohio
Where the looking-machine can't hear us
Deep in the night
We dream of positions
There's a line for the phone in the hall
And in the cold places where Spanish is spoken
Most wars end in default
You never know when your pet will go
Pet politics
Pet politics
Pet politics
Pet politics
Still wearin' last night's mascara
Now that her pet was gone for sure
She was shiverin' so hard
It looked like there were two of her
I could see through the sleeve on her blouse
The plans of her architect lover
The tattoo of a boarded-up house
An ink door that belonged to another
When the rain hits you
It hits you slow
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch
Stitch after stitch
Adam was not the first man
Though the bible tells us so
There was one created before him
Whose name we do not know
He also lived in the garden
But he had no mouth or eyes
One day Adam came to kill him
And he died beneath these skies
I find it so amazing how
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led
I go where I'm led
I suspect we could be Losing now
Please guard my bed
Please guard my bed
Please guard my bed
There is a place past the blues
I never want to see again
THere is a place past the blues
I never want to see
Black planet
Black freighter
Black sea
Police conversation 1783
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I could not love the world entire
There grew a desert in my mind
I took a hammer to it all
Like an insane medieval king
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I saw God's shadow on this world
I could not love the world entire
There grew a desert in my mind
I took a hammer to it all
I took a hammer to it all
Silver Jews
Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea
Strange Victory Strange Defeat
Squirrels imported from Connecticut
Just in time for fall
How much fun is a lot more fun?
Not much fun at all
What's with all the handsome grandsons
In these rock band magazines?
And what have they done with the fat ones?
The bald and the goatee'd?
Strange victory!
Strange victory!
Strange victory!
Strange defeat
A tale is told of a band of squirrels
Who lived in defiance of defeat
They woke up in the nightmare world
Of craven mediocrity
They said, "We're coming out of the black patch!
We're coming out of the pocket!
We're calling into question
Such virtue gone to seed!"
When God was young
He made the wind and the sun
And since then
It's been a slow education
And you got that one idea again
The one about dying
Oh, oh, oh I'm lightning
Oh, oh, oh I'm rain
Oh, oh, oh it's frightning
I'm not the same
I'm not the same
I'm not the same
There's a screen door banging in the wind
Remember you wanted to be like George Washington back then
Everybody going down on themselves
No pardon me's or fair thee wells in the end
And you got that one idea again
The one about dying
Oh, oh, oh I'm lightning
Oh, oh, oh I'm rain
Oh, oh, oh it's frightning
I'm not the same
I'm not the same
Inside the golden days of missing you
with the people of Cleveland
who've suffered for so many years
The shattered glass cussed
and when it broke it spoke to us
It said "Hey"
It said "I know you... what's your name?"
I wish they didn't set mirrors behind the bar
cause I can't stand to look at my face
when I don't know where you are
Then the feeling fades away
but you sort of wish it would of stayed
inside... the golden days of missing you
What if life is just some hard equation
on a chalkboard in a science class for ghosts
You can live again
but you'll have to die twice in the end
No I don't really want to die
I only want to die in your eyes
I'm still here below the chandelier
Where they always used to read us our rights
I want to wander through the night
As a figure in the distance even to my own eye
Have you ever rented a room?
Have you even ever rented a room?
An anchor lets you see the river move
Now that your evil dreams came true
There on your face
A row of teeth will come to replace
I know you laughed
When I left
But you really only hurt yourself
You see your curtains move in the wind
You can bet I'm betting against you again
Cause I'm a man who has a wife who has a mother
Who married one but she loved another
You're a tower without the bells
You're a negative wishing well
Should have checked the stable door
For the name of the sire and dame
You were always at the dog track
With your brother and all his friends
Chalk lines around my body
Like the shore line of a lake
Your laughter made me nervous
It made your body shake too hard
Now there's a lot of things that I'm gonna miss
Like thunder down country and the way water drips
When you're running for the door in the rain
Read the metro section
Read the metro section
Read the metro section
See my name
No I didn't really want to die
I only wanted to die in your eyes
Grant me one last wish
Life should mean a lot less than this
Grant me one last wish
Silver Jews
Lookout Mountain Lookout Sea
My Pillow Is The Threshold
I take decaf coffee
Two sugars and one cream
I don't see the use in staying up
Just to watch tv
I unplug all the neon
Turn the ringer off the phone
Throw my thoughts like tomahawks
Into this world which I disown
Because the pillow that i dream on
Is the threshold of a kingdom
Is the threshold of a world
Where I'm with you
Its a dark and snowy secret
And it has to do with heaven
And what looks like sleep
Is really hot pursuit
I hold your picture in my mind
It makes me warm when I'm cold
It gets me up, it makes me walk
It makes me question what I'm told
Somewhere in a foggy atlas
Lookout mountain, lookout sea
First life takes time, then time takes life
Now the next move's up to me
Because the pillow that I dream on
Leads to some fantastic glory
It's a threshold of a world
I can't ignore
Like time on school from heaven(?)
Did you find me sleeping in your doorway
Now I'm here for good
I passed out on the fourteenth floor
the CPR was so erotic
a blizzard blew in through the door
and little glowing cum buckets in her ankles
O Dallas you shine with an evil light
O Dallas you shine with an evil light
How'd you turn a billion steers
into buildings made of mirrors,
and why am I drawn to you tonight?
Once you taste the geometry of a church in a cul-de-sac
you're gonna wanna sit with the bad kids in the back
Cruising down Commerce
killing time in the blazing sun
Is it true your analyst was a placekicker for the Falcons?
We saw B.B. King on General Hospital
in the Oak Cliff dram house where we stayed
and when Clancy whipped her with his belt buckle
we cleaned her cuts and then we prayed
O Dallas you shine with an evil light
Don't you know that God stays up all night?
And how'd you turn a billion steers
into buildings made of mirrors,
and why am I drawn to you tonight?
Watching the makeup girls make out with the mannequins
"Hey boys, supper's on me, our record just went aluminum"
Poor as a mouse every morning
rich as a cat every night
Some kind of strange magic happens
I love the sound of a jukebox playin'
So I sit here while she's staying home
Watching Dalls on TV
I love the taste of whiskey straight
The strongest thing she ever takes
Is a sip from a small glass of chablis
I've got that Friday night fever
Sometimes a man just needs a breather
She knows I love her and I need her
And I'm no cheater
I've just got that Friday night fever
She wouldn't change me if she could
I wouldn't change her, she's too good
Sometimes a man just needs a change of pace
I've heard all those come on lines
But I go home at closing time
I know no one could ever take her place
I've got that Friday night fever
Sometimes a man just needs a breather
She knows I love her and I need her
And I'm no cheater
Old San Francisco, San Francisco B.C.
I lived with my true love and she lived with me.
"Romance is the douche of the bourgeoisie"
Was the very first thing she imparted to me
We had sarcastic hair, we used lewd pseudonyms
We got a lot of stares on the street back then.
Since her dad, a local barber, had been beaten to death
She had become a vocal martyr in the vegan press
The cops had failed, they couldn't catch a bus
They were looking for a male with a bad hair cut
Enter tumbleweed, exit love and our affaire d'amour
Was set on self-destruct.
She said "you don't make enough to provide for me."
I said "what about the stuff that we quote believe?"
She said "I left that on the sands of history
I've found a new man to take care of me
He dresses for success and emergency
And he moves a lot of concrete on the QVC."
Little, asian, deadly, like a cobra in the shade
Sat in the midst of the smoke that he made
His name was Mr. Games and he owned the place
It was a lonely bar and grill in the Lower Haight
He had a jeweler's hands and a blurry face
He knew I needed a chance so he gave me a break.
"If I hire you now, can you start today?
I got a high-rise job down by the bay.
Just a couple of rocks and some firearms
There's not many locks and just one alarm
My step-son Gene will pick you up and drive
Try to be his friend, he's got a friendly side."
Doll-house lightning and the next thing I knew
We were back at our point of rendezvous.
I was in the possession of burglary tools
Children's fur coats and diamonds and jewels
Gene's talking about insignificant shit
Just like crooks in the movies when they do that bit.
He said the power of metal will never be harnessed.
I thought the wages of metal should be heavily garnished.
We were waiting for his dad to meet us there
Gene took off his hat and I noticed his hair
It was neatly trimmed but a patch was bare
I knew it wasn't the wave, it was human error.
Before I knew what I said, I said "killer cut."
I watched him silently putting out a cigarette butt.
Then he came at me with some fist cuisine
I had to duck aside and that was bad for Gene
Cause when he went by me he tripped and fell
Through the glass coffee table at the Wong hotel.
Right there and then Mr. Games walked in
With my ex-true love on his gamy limb.
So her dad's killer's dad was her new beau
And Games had a wife, whatta you know?
She got real real quiet till we chucked the kid
Then she went her way and I went his.
Silhouette Jane measures rain in a cracked cup on the sill
In Embry's last photograph he disappears over a hill
Darrell Dotson waits in the grass for a fight
the stars don't shine upon us
we're just in the way of their light
The new girl in Tahoe has swallowed Sinatra's cum
A russian primadonna dances slow on valium
After the game the benchwarmer can't get a ride
in space there is no center
we're always off to the side
John Parker III steps over a bird on a Wall St. window ledge
Little Wilkie finds a dead cat rotting deep inside the hedge
Mahalia Roach dies on a Greyhound coach in July
in a horror movie when the car won't start
you give it one last try
Guinnevere orders one more beer in the smokey pick-up bar
A burnt out tramp by the exit ramp waits for one more car
The Latin teacher always smells like piss
the census figures come out wrong
Aloysius was a bluegrass drummer
He was just a normal kid
Blooming, tripping flowing under
Just as I once did
At a 24 hour restaurant
Open to the end of time
He was washing dishes there
When he met brick butterfly
She was a no age singer for a country act
Working at a region ten
She was all strung out on hard street fat
But he didn't know it then
First a look then a spark
Sound of Velcro in the dark
His heart is spinning like a bicycle wheel
She and he laid the stems down flat
In the middle of a field
Brick butterfly had a history
of sleeping with the kitchen staff
She was a hardcore gobbler
and longtime guzzler of hydrogenated crap
Suet, tallow, liquid squeals
great mounds of plastic lard
That's what she got the lad to steal
on the night that he got fired
Aloysius woke at five am
the hungry girl was gone
There was blood in the bedding
forks in the ceiling
And bones all over the lawn
Like any strong young poet would
He packed his bags for region ten
I guess now I know him less than I ever knew him then
Pain works on a sliding scale
So does pleasure in a candy jail
True love doesn't come around any more than fate allows on a Monday in Ft. Lauderdale
I came all this way to see your grave
To see your life as written paraphrased
I have tried be it is written in the furnace of affliction
This is what you couldn't face
Life in a candy jail
Peppermint bars
Peanut brittle bunk beds and marshmallow walls
Where the guards are gracious
And the grounds are grand
And the warden keeps the data on your favorite brands
Jelly beans and cookie dough
Country restroom on a radio
I got a number on my name
It's hard to rise above the shame
I'm a branded man made in the mold
These terms engulf the waking mind.
Like cherry, grape and lemon-lime
Like candy corn and licorice
Like bubble gum and Swedish fish
It happens to me all the time
Living in a candy jail
With peppermint bars
Peanut brittle bunk beds
And marshmallow walls
Where the guards are gracious
And the grounds are grand
And the warden really listens
"O get him out of there!" What if it cost 25c
to wake up in the morning? A dollar, ten dollars?
I'd pay it all the way to the poor house. It's not made
if it's made in Roanoke. Night pulling up in front of
the house like a bus. It came at me with shears. Her
sweater had faces, famouse faces knitted all over it.
The porch swing ticked off Central Daylight time.
"How many hours do you think it'll take me to smoke this
cigarette?" she said with a smile. The smell of fried
food came drifting out one of the castle windows.
"Lets go around back" I said "my brother burried some
stuff back there." We ducked down and walked through
the black bushes. My shoe made a sucking sound in
the turf. "He can afford anything" I said "he's got
dogs that blow on trumpets." "Priests!" she cussed.
Thunder cracks over Ben Franklin's shop. Who wrapped
my dreams in a blanket and led them outside to the black
book in the yard? "Hey what indian tribe occupied
southern california? They were a lucky bunch of fellers!"
Sting Bible, More Sea Bible, Knur & Spell. In moments
downhill, towards sleep in the stillwater shop. Imagining
places I was almost sure I'd never been & had taken to
assuming were the memories of my grandfather somehow
deposited in my mind. They were there and gone, just
before
I could get my bearings, catch any names or find out
where the hotel was. Just a pile of glass shavings that
could never be reassembled into the gone order
I'm drunk on a couch in Nashville
In a duplex near the reservoir
And every single thought is like a punch in the face
I'm like a rabbit freezing on a star
On the wrong side of Sunday morning
Shattered in the terrible light
Working for a bankrupt circus
On the wrong side of Saturday night
And I wanna be like water if I can
'Cause water doesn't give a damn
Water doesn't give a damn
Chased by a floating hatchet
You can't just shoot your way out and go
I could tell you things about this wallpaper
That you'd never ever want to know
But there's an alter in the valley
For the things in themselves as they are
And the triumph the obstacle
And horseleg swastikas
I wanna take a ride on the back of a sunbird
Up into the highest number
Up into the highest number
And I wanna be like water if I can
'Cause water doesn't give a damn
Everybody wants perspective from a hill
but everybody's wants can't make it past the window sill
I can see you in yourt room at night
the pictures on your walls
little forest scenes and high school halloweens
but they don't come to you
they don't come to you at all
All houses dream in blueprints
our house dreams so hard
Outside you can see my shoeprints
I've been dreaming in your yard
One of these days these days will end
Thru the kitchen window the light will bend
You'll be carving a pumpkin with a knife
when someone at the table says
"that's not what I call a life!"
The elephants are so ashamed of their size
hosing down I tell them "you got pretty eyes"
Out in the backyard I used to make like I was a cowboy
I'd set my dog before a hoop and say "now boy, now boy!"
When the governer's heart fails
the state bird falls from its branch
Icicles on hell's higher hills
Meanwhile back home at the ranch
I still get up early in the morning
and I never knew a better place
I believe the stars are the headlights of angels
driving from heaven to save us
to save us
Won't you look at the sky?
They're driving from heaven into our eyes
and though final words are so hard to devise
I promise that I'll always remember your pretty eyes
Call me from Albermarle Station if you can
I hope you find your concentration beneath those ceiling fans
We used to dance in this split-level ranch
when moonlight flooded the room
Now you're gone and the shades are all drawn
in my air conditioned tomb
Bad roads, bad snow, bad bridges
could turn a once bad man religious
if your kingdom ever comes
you better run
There must be a spanish word for this feeling
the rush I get when I am stealing
from the Dust Congress
whose dollars and dimes
say "in dust we trust"
(the world is not ready for you)
I passed an abandoned drive-in
with ivy growing over the screen
It was like I caught Hollywood sleeping-
sleep without dreams
A magic shop in Colonial Watts
something gets pushed by the wind
The worlds not ready
the worlds not ready
the chimes of rabies are ringing again
Bad roads, bad snow, bad bridges
could turn a once bad man religious
if your kingdom ever comes
you better run
There must be a pool out behind the church
cause he looked so cool in the back of a hearse
After a fortnight of his trial
all the citizens began to dress in his style
The river winds 'round these little green hills,
And stays in the woods for days.
We were built to consider the unmanifested,
And make of love an immaculate place.
I hear a smile and a tear in you voice.
Don't lay the groundwork for a case of remose.
When you feel that first ice cold twist in the wind.
I'll come back the way that I came.
Shot of dixie hemlock will take care of the pain
Now a man keeps his money folded square in his pocket
And doesn't take everything that he could.
He'll rise like a lion and line himself up
With the poor, the fair, and the good.
When you feel that first ice cold twist in the wind
Will you hang a lamp at the end of the lane?
Black-eyed susans from thre Maryland shore.
We'll trim back the thorns around the hospital door.
More will be seen than will be understood.
Go with the poor, the fair, and the good.
Where's the paper bag that holds the liquor?
Just in case I feel the need to puke.
If we'd known what it'd take to get here,
Would we have chosen to?
Would we have chosen to?
So you wanna build an altar on a summer night?
You wanna smoke the gel off a fentanyl patch.
Ain'tcha heard the news? Adam and Eve were Jews.
And I always loved you to the max.
I loved you to the max
I loved you to the max
I loved you to the max
If it gets really really bad,
If it ever gets really really bad,
Let's not kid ourselves.
It gets really really bad.
Punks in the beerlight
Burnouts in love.
Punks in the beerlight
Toulouse-Lautrec.
Punks in the beerlight
Two burnouts in love.
I'd always loved you to the max
I loved you to the max
a fifth on decoration day for the doctor
that fixed my arm. The federales back
from Tuscon, each one got an arm gone.
Limehouse Pratt got dim inside, can't see
the painted ladies runaround at night.
A wood-paneled room, my cigarette fumes
waltz and dissolve just for you.
There's gonna be a truce(x3) but
first you got to set your horses loose.
A jaguar simmering in a cage, give him
a chance, can you tell the answer from the
ants. History's got it's walking papers
can't get enough of the make-up
that makes it look so tough.
Well it ssssseems just like a freeze out
(x3). an undisclosed, deeply wooded
The lights went out in New York
Then they went out in Goshen
I got stuck in Goshen and that was sad.
The townsolf stared hard
Like their minds had been marred
By life in a district so downtrodden and drab.
I flagged down a stranger
In a worn wooden wheelchair
And when I asked if he knew of a hotel
He said "if I get your meaning
Then I'm definitely leaning
Towards recommending the Farmer's Hotel."
As I left to find the place
A mother loooked me in the face
And whispered "please sir, not the Farmer's Hotel."
Once where I was headed
She swore I would regret it
Though what might happen she wouldn't foretell.
The old place it was vicious
Wicked and pernicious
"Please stay clean of that rank abbatoir"
Though her words alarmed me
I was stuck until morning
And in the end we must be who we are.
With no light on the door
I wasn't quite sure
If a night clerk was working within
From behind a red curtain
Limped a perilous person
He appeared to have some egg on his chin.
This old yankee warlock
Brushed back a gray forelock
And bid me to sign in the book
With no bonhomie
He proffered the key
Never once did he give me a look.
I thanked the old codger
And in my role as the lodger
I headed upstairs for to sleep
There was no air of slumber
The doors, they had no numbers
Which room was intended for me?
The passage kept on going
Like the carpet was flowing
Towards that thing at the end of the hall
My own eyed had adjusted
This account can be trusted
Because I know that I saw what I saw.
I heard animal noises
And tangled up voices
Chanting more and of rumors of more
There's no natural law
That can explain what I saw
Spread out on that straw-covered floor.
Now I've put an ocean
Between myself and Goshen
To get away from the Farmer's Hotel
If you get a nation
To travel to Goshen
Please stay away from the Farmer's Hotel
The lights went out in Goshen
Just like poetry in motion
And I checked into the Farmer's Hotel
Things to unclean
Are better left unseen
Like like the the the death
Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air
Mother and child with magazine
Into a story, into a dream
Why is there something instead of nothing
And how is the asking built into the hunting?
Do you believe in MGM endings
Everybody's coming back to Xmas for Texas
Folks who've watched their mother kill an animal know
That their home is surrounded by places to go
(and the west has made a deal with the sun).
My life at home very day:
Drinking Coke in a kitchen with a dog
Who doesn't even know his name.
Oh right it could've been anyone
Grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass rabbits grass
Nobody cares about a dead hooker
Looking like one, standing for money
Life finds a limit at the edge of our bodies
A stranger begins wherever I see her.
Let's live where the indoors and outdoors meet
All the kids in the commonwealth are free.
Every morning you forgive me, every evening you relive me
And the pattern itself is what you give me
(the morning has cut a deal with the east).
Like like the the the death
I'm gonna love you for a hundred years
Through suffering and celebration, dear
'Cause only you can make my lies come true
You can make lies real
And you can make me feel
Like drinking wine in the shade all afternoon
You keep finding and reminding me
That you only can be kind to me
When you got with me and started dreaming my dreams
But, darling, there's a gun in the garland
And you need to know
That the dream is not all dream
Room games and diamond rain
It's a fox hunt
It's an f stop
It's a ten acre wood
Outbound on a western train
It costs a quarter, man
Out on the border land
I can dance real good
Real good
A freight train rattles a chandelier
And if we're like plug in reindeer
Whose cords can't stretch far enough to fly
We're gonna take a ride in the dirt
We're gonna die 'til it doesn't hurt
Then they can bury us side by side
Room games and diamond rain
It's a fox hunt
It's an f stop
It's a ten acre wood
Outbound on a western train
It costs a quarter, man
Out on the border land
I can dance real good
Oh self-ignition
I can feel her suitcase sensing much
It was the wrong permission
Miss nineteen ninety ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
Charles James Sofa and a household truce
And her every Wednesday night you can count her grooves
I woke up in a house I could understand
The descendants of defendants were making demands
Generally thinking backwards
On the psychedelic promises God make to me in the dark
Some of these kids don't have words
They're as helpless as parakeets in a park
Couldn't believe it when I saw that you wrote
That a burning passenger shouldn't moo in a boat
If dreams are your body telling you its confused
Then I've got a dream I think you could use
All lakes encryption in the lawless rooms
Where you finally lost your health
I read the evening edition and the pumpkin on the porch is trying to heal itself
I don't like magic and I don't like tricks
Havin' a hell of a time believin' we exist
The mail man dreams he's Paul Revere
He wants the whole town to buy him a beer
And I have to remember that your not wanting me
they don't walk
they don't talk
in Malibu
they don't vote
they don't even smoke
I know your blue
I know your blue
I know your blue
they don't cream
and they don't dream
in Kansas City
they don't cry
they don't they never act
I know you're ready
I know you're ready
I know you're ready
they don't cry
and they don't die
in south Dakota
just like a seagull
they don't mash
they don't hatch
in south Dakota
in south Dakota
here comes the coda
not much water comin' over the hill
not much
not much
Radio's on, feeling all right
Cruising the strip on a Saturday night
I smile and I wave and I hide all my pain
But the sign on my bumper gives me away
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
I know a honky tonk where we can go
A booth in the back with the lights way down low
The jukebox is playing a sad melody
For heartbroken lovers just like you and me
We'll laugh and we'll flirt and we'll dance every dance
And before the night's over we'll make romance
The morning will find us with a smile on our face
And we'll be together in a lovers' embrace
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Honk if you're lonely tonight
I know it seems sad to be so damn blue
But there's always a chance that you'll meet someone new
I know that somewhere waiting for me
Is a sad, lonely lover with a bumper that reads
Honk if you're lonely tonight
If you need a friend to get through the night
A toot on your horn, a flash of your brights
Back then I had a Buckingham rabbit
I'd been lonely since she found Christ
Now is the time to depend on the law
The nights of my professional life
It's the nights of my professional life
I was living in a very young city
Grand piano, great lakes goodbye
If you ask me my name, it's high-low-jack in the game
I can track a single bee to the hive
Every single game was a blowout
And the NASCAR blurred into porn
Scenic this, scenic that, don't fall for the traps
Of the man who was never born
The man who was never born
And so the rent became whiskey
And then my life became risky
And so the rent became whiskey, whiskey
Shattered dogs on the rocks
At the back of the bar there's a couch
Where the lonely people go and lie
They talk to the honky tonk psychiatrist
Into the wee hours of the night
Into the wee hours of the night
The factory's on muscle relaxers
The pine perfume of hilltown floors
The lover, the thinker, the talker, the singer
Won't be lucid for her anymore
Won't be lucid for her anymore
And so the rent became whiskey
And then my life became risky
And so the rent became whiskey, whiskey
Shattered dogs on the rocks, shattered dogs on the rocks
When you know how I feel I feel better
When you're fifteen you want to look poor
You do unto others and run like a mother
I don't want to look poor anymore
No, I don't want to look poor anymore
Jesus in a runaway shelter
Said "The deaf have pictures of you"
From the digital fountains to the analog mountains
Let the mirror express the room
He almost walked into a wall
Oh, man, she was a sight to see
And at the party down the hall
He said, "you are the highest apple in the tree"
Out the window, in the harbor he saw a little ship
The moon was worn just slightly on the right
And they slow danced so the needle wouldn't skip
Until the room was filled with light
And I remember you
And I remember me
The sunshine walking inside you
And the man you could see in me
So I remember me
And I remember you
So many beautiful days in a row now
And the nights were perfect, too
Hand in hand down a waterslide in Chattanooga
They did not hide from love, you see
A winter's plane flight to Aruba
Where he threw a boombox into the sea
One day they were cutting flowers for something to do
On the bank of the road 'neath the cotton woods
And he turned to her to ask if she'd marry him
When a runaway truck hit him where he stood
So I remember you
And I remember you
And I remember you
And I remember me
And I remember me
A blackhawk nailed to the sky
And the tape is from the trees
Everybody said she needed to move on
That he was all but lost, so deep was his coma
When he finally came to the girl he loved was long gone
She'd married a banker and gone to Oklahoma
He bought a little land with the money from the settlement
And even bought the truck that had hit him that day
He touched the part where the metal was bent
And if you were there you wouldn't hear him say
I remember her
And I remember him
I remember them
I remember then
I'm just remembering
I'm just remembering
Just remembering
Send in the clouds
Bring down the rain
Shut all the blinds and turn out the lights
I feel insane when you get in my bed
I am the trick
My mother played on the world
Seventeen doctors couldn't decide
Whether I should be allowed in the game
Why can't monsters
Get along with other monsters?
Soi disantra, soi disantra
Soi disantra
I know a puppy
Who walked from Kentucky
Made to East Virginia by dawn
He had seventeen ideas in his head
Windex tears flow down the robot's face
He never felt a mother's embrace
My mama named me after a king
I'm gonna bury my name in you
Why can't monsters
Get along with other monsters?
Soi disantra, soi disantra
People yeah of my world yeah yeah yeah
People yeah of the world yeah yeah yeah
The party's packed so step back while i rap
I can't control myself i have to open my trap
So people of the world co-operate with me
The d.o.n.b.o. double ess the ice
Crowd pleaser also the sucker teaser
Don't be one of those stick with me because he's a
Looser yeah and we're here to win
I'm gonna stop now for the chorus it's your turn to begin
People yeah of my world yeah yeah yeah
People yeah of the world yeah yeah yeah
Tickery tock we can't stop the clock
The party will be over soon it's time to rock
And roll but don't forget ya soul
To rock ya need ya soul at sixty four years old
Come on wobble up and wiggle it and flobbe it too
Bump it up and slide it yo jack it smooth
Now girls grab a guy, guys grab a girl
Enjoy the party people of my world
Every kinda people
Every kinda people dance
Every kinda people
People yeah of my world yeah yeah yeah
People yeah of the world yeah yeah yeah
I'm back ice mc is here to roll
And my mission is to put into ya body some soul
And make ya feel good because the beat is sweet
This is something to dance to make you move ya feet
cause when ya come into the party you come in to
Have some fun and there are lots of girls all
Colours and shapes for everyone
So don't loaf sunny and grab a hold of the groove
Fandabidose lyrics just to make ya move
Every kinda people
Every kinda people dance
Up the hill past 694, at the stone wall make a left,
and I will see you soon my friend if these old directions still direct.
Is the problem that we can't see or is it that the problem is beautiful to me?
The birds of Virginia are flying within you
and like background singers they all come in threes.
Won't soul music change
now that our souls have turned strange.
Once a day, twice a day...
And when on and off collide
we'll set our souls aside and walk away.
We've been raised on replicas of fake and winding roads
and day after day up on this beautiful stage
we've been playing tambourine for minimum wage
but we are real, I know we are real.
Repair is the dream of the broken thing.
Like a message broadcast on an overpass
all my favorite singers couldn't sing.
My ski vest has buttons like convenience store mirrors
and they help me see, that everything in this room right now is a part of me.
Won't soul music change
now that our souls have tured strange.
Once a day, twice a day...
And when on and off collide
we'll set our souls aside and walk away.
Realizing is how it feels inside when it happens to you.
So I took a shot of sugar like snow dumped into the blood
and children wander off into the ultra-economic
what is not but could be if
what could appear in the morning mist
with all associated risk
what is not but could be if
what was not but could have been
was my obsession way back when
now I just remember this
what was not but could be if
what was not but could be if
we could be walking
and your reaching for your very last
once has lived life carelessly
he or she has still to see
that truth is not alive or dead
the truth is struggling to be said
so how do we get out of this
.family shadows all amiss
what was not but could be if
I'm scared (I swear) of you. In the tunnel, in the darkness,
the darkest walls of blue, there's beasts & ther's men
& there's something on this earth that comes back again:
Alpha... delta... gamma... everybody's smoked
You can't say that my soul has died away(x2) There's trouble
in the hall & trouble up the stairs & trouble in the trouble
that's troubling the air. Please don't say that my
soul has died away.
There is a house in New Orleans, not the one
you've heard about. I'm talking about another house.
They spoke of gold in the cellar that a Spanish
gentleman had left. I broke in one hundred years ago
with a dagger tucked in my vest. Legends of gold
I've tried to hold in the grey half-lite of the
halway at night... one... two... 3 4 5 we're
trapped inside the song. We're trapped inside the song(x3)
where the nights are so long. There's traps inside us
all(x3) and the nights are so tall. And the night
I wrote a letter to a wildflower
On a classic nitrogen afternoon
Some power that hardly looked like power
Said I'm only perfect in an empty room
Four dogs in the distance
Each stands for a kindness
Bluebirds lodged in an evergreen altar
I'm gonna shine out in the wild silence
I'm gonna shine out in the wild silence
I'm gonna shine out in the wild silence
And spurn the sin of giving in
Oil paintings of x-rated picnics
Behind the walls of medication I'm free
Every leaf in a compact mirror
Hits a target that we can't see
Grass grows in the icebox
The year ends in the next room
It is autumn and my camouflage is dying
Instead of time there will be lateness
Instead of time there will be lateness
Instead of time there will be lateness
And let forever be delayed
I dyed my hair in a motel void
Met the coroner at the Dreamgate Frontier
He took my hand, said "I'll help you, boy
If you really want to disappear"
Four dogs in the distance
Each stands for a kindness
Bluebirds lodged in an evergreen altar
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
I'm gonna shine out in the wild kindness
In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection.
Slowly screwing my way across Europe, they had to make a correction.
Broken and smokin' where the infrared deer plunge in the digital snake.
I tell you, they make it so you can't shake hands when they make your hands shake.
I know you like to line dance, everything so democratic and cool,
But baby there's no guidance when random rules.
I know that a lot of what I say has been lifted off of men's room walls.
Maybe I've crossed the wrong rivers and walked down all the wrong halls.
But nothing can change the fact that we used to share a bed
and that's why it scared me so when you turned to me and said:
"Yeah, you look like someone
Yeah you look like someone who up and left me low.
Boy, you look like somene I used to know."
I asked the painter why the roads are colored black.
He said, "Steve, it's because people leave
and no highway will bring them back."
So if you don't want me I promise not to linger,
But before I go I gotta ask you dear about the tan line on your ring finger.
No one should have two lives,
now you know my middle names are wrong and right.
I see you gracefully swimming with the country club women
In the Greenwood southside society pool
I love your amethyst eyes and your protestant thighs
You're a shimmering socialite jewel
From the Carbon Dioxide Riding Academy
To the children's crusade marching through the downtown
Well, I think I'd die, see, if you just said hi to me
When something breaks it makes a beautiful sound
Sometimes I feel like I'm watching the world
And the world isn't watching me back
But when I see you, I'm in it too
The waves come in and the waves go back
And the kids in the corner all covered in dirt
Caught trespassing under the moon
My father came in from wherever he'd been
And kicked my shit all over the room
All over the room
All over the room
The room is dark and heavy with what I want to say
I see murals in the radio static and on your blue blue jeans
What would you say if I asked you to run away?
It's been done so many times I hardly know what it means
I took these blue arrangements and threw them in the sea
When older waves from older caves brought them back to me
I took these blue arrangements and stored them on a shelf
Are you honest when no ones lookin'
can you summon honey from a telephone
they sat there with their hooks in the water
and their mustaches caked with airplane glue
oh come let us adore them
California overboard
when the sun sets on the ghetto all the broken stuff gets torn
smith & jones forever
smith & jones forever
smith & jones
forever together
forever and ever
together
forever and ever
build a stage for autumns bitch
they walk the alleys in duct tape shoes
they see the things they need through the windows of a hatchback
the alleys are the footnotes of the avenues
oh come let us adore them
California overboard
holdin' up their trousers with extension cords
smith & jones forever
smith & jones forever
smith & jones
forever together
forever and ever
together
forever and ever
got two tickets to a midnight execution
we'll hitchhike away from Odessa to Houston
when they turn on the chair somethings added to the air
when they turn on the chair somethings added to the air
forever
to the air
forever
smith & jones
forever together
forever and ever
together
I saw the river playing in the valley
Rushin' 'round the bend and skippin' stones
I saw the meadow wobble in the moonlight
I've come to get my girl and take her home
Her doorbell plays a bar of Stephen Foster
Her sister never left and look what it cost her
We're gonna live in Nashville and I'll make a career
out of writing sad songs and gettin' paid by the tear
Marry me and leave Kentucky, come to Tennessee
Cause you're the only ten I see
You're the only ten I see
I've looked through offices and honky tonks for a man man enough to be
Mr. and Mrs. Tennessee
Mr. and Mrs. Tennessee
Punk rock died when the first kid said
"Punk's not dead, punk's not dead"
You know Louisville is death
We've got to up and move
because the dead do not improve
Goodbye users & suckers & steady badluckers
We're off to the land of club soda unbridled
We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women
Off to the land whose blood runneth orange
Marry me and leave Kentucky, come to Tennessee
Cause you're the only ten I see
You're the only ten I see
I've looked through offices and honky tonks for a man man enough to be
Mr. and Mrs. Tennessee
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