Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today Leave the lilac
Death may come invisible or in a holy wall of fire In the breath between the markers on some black I-80 mile From the madness of the governments to the
Come on in, my weary friend the welcome here is endless. These fears of yours like painted whores they will not stay the night. If all your life, you'
I listen to a lecture of nonsense till dawn. By a plagiary poet with dark glasses on. He said "how did you ever dream up that song? The one where the
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe There's people always dying trying to keep them alive There's bodies decomposing in
It's not the road we used to know, they tore some buildings down. The traffic's like a pack of dogs. There's fewer trees, windows, fleas, concrete on
There's a skinny dog in a dirty parking lot. And he doesn't bite, but he begs. And he knows what's true so if you are, he'll follow you if you're headed
The drunk kids, the catholics They?re all about the same They?re waiting for something Hoping to be saved Well I have been happy the past couple days
Anchormen spike their blood Wear masks of mud Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes And so no one would know how tired they've grown Of talking and telling
I had girl I knew she grew became a woman now I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown, we used to roll the windows down and play the
I wish I saved up for rainy days cause they're the hardest to be dry I got no self control I'm always begging into telephones I bought a little from my
He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up" you'd say. But on the back deck you admit that you haven't felt much like laughing
guess that you never knew me, or at least not well enough. So i fill my gut with dark red wine until my brain shuts off and my eyes go blind. You won
Let's go place some money on the order of the horses Break the ribbon of that famous finish line And we'll gather up our stash babe Find a little ranch
See the Soul Singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan For the Soul Singer
own life somewhere Couldn't you? Couldn't you? Couldn't you, couldn't you, couldn't you, couldn't you, couldn't you?" With the sun beams bright You keep your eyes
(feat. Nick Zinner of Yeah Yeah Yeahs) [Originally by Daniel Johnston] I was living in a devil town I didn't know it was a devil town Oh lord it really
So, I?m just the medicine You take when you?re sick You get well and that?s it I?m put back on the shelf in your mirror And it isn?t exceptional The course