Dear landlord
Please don't put a price on my soul
My burden is heavy
My dreams are beyond control
When that steamboat whistle blows
I'm gonna give you all I got to give
And I do hope you receive it well
Depending on the way you feel that you live.
Dear landlord
Please heed these words that I speak
I know you've suffered much
But in this you are not so unique
All of us, at times we might work too hard
To have it too fast and too much
And anyone can fill his life up
With things he can see but he just cannot touch.
Dear landlord
Please don't dismiss my case
I'm not about to argue
I'm not about to move to no other place
Now, each of us has his own special gift
And you know this was meant to be true
And if you don't underestimate me
Dear landlord, please don't put a price on my soul
My burden is heavy, dear
And my dreams are beyond my control
Oh yes, they are
But when that steamboat whistle blows
Oh, honey I'm gonna give you everything I ever had to give, yeah
And I do hope that you can receive it well
I know that it must be dependin' on the way you feel that you live
Whoa, landlord, please heed these words that I try to speak
I know you must have suffered much
But honey you ain't alone, you ain't so unique
No no no, no no
All of us at times, I said, we might have worked too hard
Or too heavy, too fast and way too rushed, yeah
But everyone can fill their life with anything
You can look around, but baby, you just cannot touch
Whoa, my dear landlord, please don't you dismiss my case
I'm not about to argue with you
And honey I'll tell ya, I'm ain't gonna move to no other place
'Cause I just ain't gonna do it, no no no
Each of us must have our own special gift
Oh honey, don't you know that it's got to be true
And if you don't underestimate me, I'll tell you one thing
Dear landlord,
Please don't put a price on my soul.
My burden is heavy,
My dreams are beyond control.
When that steamboat whistle blows,
I'm gonna give you all I got to give,
And I do hope you receive it well,
Dependin' on the way you feel that you live.
Dear landlord,
Please heed these words that I speak.
I know you've suffered much,
But in this you are not so unique.
All of us, at times, we might work too hard
To have it too fast and too much,
And anyone can fill his life up
With things he can see but he just cannot touch.
Dear landlord,
Please don't dismiss my case.
I'm not about to argue,
I'm not about to move to no other place.
Now, each of us has his own special gift
And you know this was meant to be true,
And if you don't underestimate me,
Dear Landlord
Please don't put a price on my soul.
My burden is heavy, dear,
And my dreams are beyond my control,
Oh yes, they are.
But when that steam-boat whistle blows,
Oh, honey I'm gonna give you everything I ever had to give, yeah,
And I do hope that you can receive it well,
I know that it must be dependin' on the way you feel that you live.
Whoa, Landlord,
Please heed these words that I try to speak.
I know you must have suffered much,
But honey you ain't alone, you ain't so unique.
No, no, no, no, no.
All of us at times, I said, we might have worked too hard
Or too heavy, too fast and way too rushed, yeah!
But everyone can fill their life with anything
You can look around, but baby you just cannot touch.
Whoa, my Dear Landlord,
Please don't you dismiss my case.
I'm not about to argue with you,
And honey I'll tell ya, I'm ain't gonna move to no other place.
'Cause I just ain't gonna do it, no, no, no.
Each of us has his own special gift,
Oh honey, don't you know that it's got to be true
And if you don't underestimate me, I'll tell you one thing,
( Janis Joplin )
Dear landlord
Please don't put a price on my soul
My burden is heavy
And my dreams are beyond control
When that steam-boat whistle blows
I'm gonna give you all i've got to give
And i do hope you receive it, well
Depending on the way you feel that you live
Dear landlord
Please heed these words that i speak
I know you've suffered much
But in this you are not so unique
All of us at times, we might work too hard
Too heavy, too fast and too much
And anyone can fill their life up with things
They can see but just cannot touch
Dear landlord
Please don't dismiss my case
I'm not about to argue
I'm not about to move to no other place
Now each of us has our own special gift
And you know this was meant to be true
And if you don't underestimate me
I won't underestimate you
she talks loud as hell, drinks like she might as well
smokes my cigarette just like it's her last
all kinds of out of key, she sings a lot like me
and it echoes back under the overpass downtown
she likes to watch the sun come up
but looks like she don't care if it ever does
says it almost always looks the same
screwing up her face she laughs
like her left eye ain't still black or anything
I think that's why I like her anyway
one more night to kill, days that leave us still
waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores
she shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done
hoping for something else less like this living
all I got is what you see
a beat up face and a world full of enemies
tying off her arm she jokes
I would trade this all for one more hit of dope
It's easy when you're high as this and drunk as shit
to make it another day
I think that's why I'm still here anyway
one more night to kill, days that leave us still
waiting on little more, pocket change and liquor stores
she shakes like anyone strung out, she's almost done
hoping for something else less like this living hell
you were swaying on your feet, trying to light a smoke
waiting on a bus, you got nowhere to go
you were sleeping in the park in a dirty sweatpants suit
the cops woke you up, now you gotta move
walking around wearing a motorcycle helmet
up and down the same streets you walked yesterday
wild irish rose can make a mean world almost decent
it's an illusion handcuffs quickly take away
there ain't enough room in this city for a guy who
wants to drink himself to sleep under the stars
there will always be some shit bag to remind you
been here for so long now I'm falling down
oh you never called
waited all night long, you're still not around
this isn't working at all
drinking my money away, that didn't take up much time
time is all I got right now, time is not on my side
was it ever at all, I don't want to fall
hung up for so long, now I'm crashing down
I've just been waiting this out for so long
we hoped for the best, now we're finding out
we really had nothing at all
now I'm wondering why I was chasing this feeling
that I wasn't feeling at all
and I don't know how I got so tired and stupid
and I don't know how I let this go
so I am done waiting, and waiting and waiting
awaiting your call
please don't call, please don't call
last call, last chance to get away before you start sinking in
can't stay this way, I'd say today
seems like a good day for calling in
I'm damn sick of this bullshit, it's got to fucking quit
I can't drag myself through another day
last time I checked, no miracle had gotten me out of this
still broke, still stuck, still motherfucking fucked
and working just to exist
it's a sick joke, it's a dead end
I'm dreaming of a lifetime weekend
walking out and never coming back
I'm getting out while I still have some hope for a better day
I'm getting out, I just can't go on living this way
they beat you down to nothing and you could say that
I'm losing my mind selling my time
for next to goddamn nothing
watching the days passing away and turning into something
that I don't want to be, I can't live like this
leaving trains, I watch them roll away
the southern night cold as hell
it's a ghost town at three am
a fifth away, it calms these landlocked shakes
awake until the sun comes up again
it's always the same, I got this nervous way
it keeps my thoughts somewhere else
keeps me lost inside my head
an awful place, some things you can't escape
I'll walk these empty streets alone tonight
looking for something to remind myself
here with the stray dogs and the third shift help
I know that I'm slurring these small words
I'm the only one who heard
maybe tomorrow, might be tomorrow
everything won't seem so terrible and desperate
wait 'til tomorrow, wake up tomorrow
you won't be miserable and looking for an exit
wake up tomorrow
there won't be shadows hanging overhead all day
and every stranger won't be a plotting enemy
your luck's got to change, it can't stay the same
each passing day I wonder
how much bullshit we can take
before we all end up screaming
just gotta make it through tonight
maybe tomorrow, might be tomorrow
everything won't seem so terrible and desperate
wait 'til tomorrow, wake up tomorrow
left me all but dead there
headed out back east
woke up on the porch where
the night before we drank ourselves to sleep
stick between a drunken daydream
and real eviction threats
I thought that you might love me
fuck the landlord, fuck the rent
alright, high fives for low lives
drinking lonely, heartsick drinks tonight
some days, some nights just slip by
sometimes I'm wishing that this world would die
show me the sunny side of regret
tell me the one about sure thing bets
paid in full without consequences
I know why you have to believe in lies
yeah, and I know tonight when I close my eyes
when the room spins, when the brain stops
there's a chance I can let this go for now
try to keep four walls from doing their worst
I know damn well that this is not the first
or the last of drinking with the lights out
wondering where you went
should've know it'd be more of the same shit luck
got enough losing hands to keep myself fucked
'til it rains down dollars in the ghetto
I'll hold my breath 'til then yeah
alright, high fives for low lives
drinking lonely, heartsick drinks tonight
some days, some nights just slip by
I got two dollars and fifty-one cents
eighteen matches, a lighter, two pens
and a beat up copy of Cannery Row
five hundred miles left to go
everywhere I go I'm looking down
watching my old tennis shoes as they're wearing out
walking off these homesick blues
I may be drunk and lost but I'm not confused and
I know where this train is slowly going
north through K-Falls then on to Portland
I know I'm fucked up, it's stupid hoping
yeah she's a doormat so be sure to wipe your feet
scrape off all the shit you got into this week
yeah she's used to it, two long years of it
twenty more from everyone else
it's time for her to stand up for herself
she's used to it, two long years of it
twenty more from everyone else
have you ever served food to tall dark handsome men in suits
trading business cards and trading
well practiced handshakes too
call you buddy, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
begging for tips is still begging just the same
have you ever stripped for money
perverts staring at your body
double chins dripping with drool
and their hard-ons poking through
call you baby, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
begging for tips is still begging just the same
have you ever played guitar on the street in some town afar
grubby hands on rusted strings or what's left of your last three
give you pity, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
begging for tips is still begging just the same
have you ever served food to tall dark handsome men in suits
trading business cards and trading
well practiced handshakes too
call you buddy, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
I swear I'll never feel this small again
don't fuck with perfection, this really is a masterpiece
the brainchild of assholes with everything to lose
hell bent on forcing the burden of a religion
that demands if you're fucked, you'll stay fucked forever
try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
it's easy street inside the gears of their machines
yeah, we do what we can to get by
like holding back the urge to walk into traffic and when
the workers' rights start cutting into the profits, what's left
eleven hours days leave you just enough to forget them
it's just a choice between a gun or a bottle, don't know
which one you'll teach for when you punch out tomorrow
so now get busy dying, or get busy forgetting
there's no way to win in a world that you never made
it's reliable failure we've all come to know
at the end of the day misery is all alone
the American dream is just saltpeter and shame
and now we're desperately grabbing a fistful of rain
try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
it's easy street inside the gears of their machines
well we do what we can do
yeah, just do what you can to get by
and stay right where they want you
what's there to hold onto
things that will haunt you
night after night after night
stay right where they want you
you might believe that it's all true
can you ignore what will haunt you
every single night
all our fears just to keep us down
there's nothing here on our side of town
nothing's saved, it's been replaced
I've been in here for days on end
Talk to my cell and the bug you wear
When headlights shine the empty wall
I count the cracks and I pace the halls
I might be hanging by a fucking thread
but there's a little left a little left
I might be hanging by a fucking thread
but there's a little left a little bit
I've been in here for days on end
Losing track of time I spend
I've been in here for days on end
I might be hanging by a fucking thread
there's a little left a little bit
I'm not hiding from the world outside
I'm just taking time, taking my time
Went in here to clear my head but I haven't yet, haven't
And even if it's something like the air
Worn out
Every dead end here in this town
Feels like home, a place we know
Speeding into a breakdown
All this
Time that we spent like it's worthless
Will add up to something we can't fix
So we just try to ignore it
Seems like we're just stuck in time
Always in between
Blacked out and the next day down
We don't remember a thing
Your voice
Stuck in my head it's a great noise
Makes me forget every bad choice
And the steps that led me to this place
And with the weight of everyday pushing back harder
I try to change directions against the wall
It's hard to take the way that I keep getting farther
From any place I want to be
So everyday I'm trying to keep my head up
When everyday just trying is never enough
I can't say that I like when
Your voice gets stuck in my head, in my head, in my
head, in my head
Again and again and again and again
Yeah!
Outside
There's airports and highways and train lines
I block shit and block shit from my mind
I know that it won't be the last time
Tonight
I'll set my watch back onto your time
Sit on the steps until sunrise
it's a long walk home when you feel dead on your feet
and it's hard to hold your head up on nights like these
you can feel the warehouse hours breaking you slowly
your letter said it's only a fifteen hour drive
is there room in Toronto for one more
can I lay low on the west shore of Lake Ontario
hard times going around, they're getting harder still
and you can hear the laughter from the mansion on the hill
and the time clocks marking the minutes
and it sounds like gunshots
the only plan that I got is leaving everything behind
is there room in Toronto for one more
can I lay low on the west shore of Lake Ontario
I'm not paying what I owe
I'm headed north through Ohio to Lake Ontario
I live in hell, I live in the basement
I live in a garage with no windows, my life is wasted
I live in hell with the drunken Christians
they're away from their parents for the first time
they can't take it
what does your dream home look like
what does your dream home look like
it'll take you years to even tell and I'll be sleeping well
here in hell
I live in a house with 3 rooms and 3 fighting couples
I live in the trailer park with the labs and the scum
and the trouble, the trouble
what does your dream home look like
what does your dream home look like
it'll take you years to even tell and I'll be sleeping well
the world is dying, but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
I'm all alone now, nobody here now
and this solitude is ringing through my head
can't even come close to getting the guts tonight
to face this one alone when I think about last night
blacked out drunk and still feeling lonely
it's all kind of blurry
fucked up and tense like this town
the world is dying but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
time slows to stalling, feels like I'm falling
this solitude's ringing through my head
well I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
the silence drowned out by Wilson Pickett
yeah I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
the silence drowned out by, "HE'S A SHITHEAD!"
contemplate my sanity to soul dance number three
by "Build for Speed" I start to feel okay
think I'll pull myself away
have another drink today
not tonight, don't make that awful sound
it's dragging me farther down
taking out all the fight, holding me to the ground
making my enemies proud and what gives you the right
we're not the hopeless, we're not as fucked as you think
in short lived moments we can do anything
the fucking joke is, we're winning when you blink
in short lived moments lousy with victory
we're both sort of right
I don't have much to show, I'll die penniless alone
I'll do what I like and you'll do what you know
never hungry, broke or cold
it's the weight of things I suppose
it's really just the passing of these days
that's gonna leave us all set in our ways
we don't have to take that lying down
I'd be lying if I didn't say
that it's been getting harder to relate
and keep myself from drowning in the crowd
and I still believe that
we're not the hopeless, we're not as fucked as you think
in short lived moments we can do anything
the fucking joke is, we're winning when you blink
Dear landlord
Please don't put a price on my soul
My burden is heavy
My dreams are beyond control
When that steamboat whistle blows
I'm gonna give you all I got to give
An' I do hope you'll receive it well
Depending on the way you feel that you live
Dear landlord
Please heed these words that I speak
I know you've suffered much
But in this you are not so unique
All of us at times we might work to hard
To have it too fast and too much
An' anyone can fill his life up with things
He can see but he just cannot touch
Dear landlord
Please don't dismiss my case
I'm not about to argue
I'm not about to move to no other place
Now each of us has his own special gift
An' you know this was meant to be true
An' if you don't underestimate me
