Fumes
Well its true...
I'm living off the fumes of better days...
and all good men have had their trials
I'm not complaining, I'm just saying
Well I'm fine
knowing life can turn on a dime
and having to depend on you
It's complicated love is underrated
With the lights out i seem to find it easier
to make new friends
smile at acqaintances.
with the lights out
i can be myself
the drinks flow
the wheels getting greasier
lights out i can be myself
like a fool
i scattered all me dreams into the wind
they fill the night like fireflies
I'm not complaining
Im just saying.
Same Old Blues
Mike had a bad day
Cindy’s on a blind date
Bens showing off his new tattoo
Lindas in the conrner
Planning her next murder
Barkeep is watching the news
Samanthas got a new guy
looks like the last guy
Holly’s got a lost look to her eye
We’re all fallin all over each other
And Fallin out of life
This one’s for all the lonely hearts
All the resident fools
This one goes out to the ones weve lost
And the ones we will loose
This one’s for all the clumsy lovers
Boiling into the night
This one goes out to the ones weve lost
And the ones we will loose
Mose Allison on the juke box
The crack of a cue ball
Some ghost yells pour me another
burnt down to the husk
Liz brought some new friends
She lost all her old friends
Its always someone elses fault
Wer’re all looking out for each other
Unraveled by life
New Love
New love
You got me falling to pieces
You cut me down to the quick
And l’m an a.m radio child
Randy as a shit house rat
And my egos just skin and bones
New love when you around make me want to do terrible things
New love
Love that brown Cordoba
Bailing water, mending sails
I’m your Tough skin corduroy star
sewn up with carpet thread
cause my hearts spilled out to the floor
New love when you around make me want
to do terrible things
New love
You got me back on my haunches
Tussled hair awkward stare
City lights
you were my very first kiss
Feeling twisted and faded
Slipping through keyholes at night
Changing Back
Judging by the writing on the wall
The backspin of the eight ball
The misfortune of a pig in a stall
I don’t know what to believe in
Oh I can’t give you. All the lovin in my dirty heart
Beneath this pandemonium there is silence
And at the speed of sound there is no difference
Woman will you please take this dance with me
All I want to do is treat you right
I;ve been shredded like a buck skin
Been weavin like a tail fin
Make me a pallet at the looney bin
Cause I need something to hold on to
And sing me the love song
That been gleaming in your eyes
You aonly have to die to be born they say
You know you got to leave to go home again
Where I will be waiting for you and your fat juicy lips
People say ive changed for the better. So I am changing back
Whiskey Hurricane
Take off your dress, hang it on the nail
Gonna love you baby like I just got out of jail
We gonna dance all night
Tell me what you want
Make the sweetest sound
Hang on to my neck baby
We going to town
We gonna dance all night
Little to the left
Got to rattle them bone
A little to the right baby gonna hollar out for more
We gonna dance all night.
Love Song
Forget the image I have a heart
Through night and throb knock,
I loved her with all my heart
One more drink I’ll take you all
All you tunneler assholes
In my one horse tap room
Skipping with the angels
Swinging from star to star
Baby take my hand and follow me now
Before the devil knows we are dead
She was a crazy bit of sun dried trade
On the empty streets of Sunday
We’d walk hand in hand
We were strung together like an old vertebrae
A mooncalf by night
Smelled of
mousebones and siphoned gas
we’ll keep to the shallows
Like the first germs of life
Baby take my hand and follow me now
Before the devil knows we are dead
An odd constellation
Under cover of the night
Keep to the shadows and follow me now
Before the devil knows we’re dead
Our days are hours
Our Eyes bound by night
Baby take my hand and follow me now
Before the devil knows we are dead
Skipping with the angels
Swinging from star to star
Baby take my hand and follow me now
Before the devil knows we are dead
An odd constellation
Under cover of the night
Bowbrow
Well the world is crazy ain’t nobody to blame
You tried to hang a crooked picture in a crooked frame
Got no time for that I got a job to do
Gonna dig my grave with a rusty spoon
You got to meet me at the edge of the county line
Goin right back through the woods to the dead end sign
Goin strollin throught the grave yard hand in hand
Singing
The lord don’t want what the devil don’t have
Just listen to the tone of the old church bell
I got a pocket full of nickels for the wishing well
I found a dusty old bottle buried under the tree
Singin
FOOL HEART
Well the streets are full of liars
Two timers and desires
And my heart is full of hope
And nothing more
And I think you will find
You give me reason, to keep this fool heart believing
That the streets won’t open up and swallow me whole
The the road to hell is littered
With half wits and sinners
And the road to love is full of regrets and the stranded hearts of beginners
I’ve seen them both just a little too close
And my eyes are gauged from their sockets and yet you reveal a sight to behold
Well my hearts been set in motion, like a ship out on the ocean
Without a mast or a sail or a crew to guide her way
I’m still in need of a place to rest my bones
And I’ve managed to master the fine art of stumbling backward into your arms
My First Lover
She was my first lover and soon became my only friend
Taught me how to drink, how to smoke, how to F### and how to roll a cigerette
I had this feeling lord and I couldnt get it out of my head
That the ramparts were falling, the trenches filled with water
We used to run all night through dead years, some say darker days
Across fencerails and weedlots, the flatland toward the cumberlands
My lover was half addled with a soul as worn as someone three times her age
And I went down, down, down lord when that devil had her way
Through teeth grouted in blood, and drunken sleepshot eyes I loved her blind
That the ramparts were falling, the trenches filled with water
We’d sing:
The devils in town, the devils in your town, the devils in your town tonight.
