Alright Ia??m on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo And Ia??m five years old or six maybe And indications that therea??s something wrong with our new
The king of the jungle was asleep in his car When your chances fall in your lap like that you got to recognize them for what they really are Nobody in
Gather you wolves from graveyards when I get home bury them again Wonder if you'll ever get the chance to ask me why I turned you in I save my own skin
got up before dawn went down to the racetrack. riding with the windows down shortly after your first heart attack. you parked behind the paddock, cracking
There's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet, no matter where you live. There'll always be a few things maybe several things that you're going
I broke free on a saturday morning I put the pedal to the floor headed north on mills avenue and listened to the engine roar my broken house behind
King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong and Joseph's brother sold him down the river for a song and Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm into
I checked into a bargain-priced room on Lacienica, gazed out through the curtains at the parking lot. walked down to the corner store just before nightfall
Feed the kittens in the kitchen Set food out for the strays Try hard to do your best The magpie will have his way Fill your mouth with berries By the
The reception's gotten fuzzy. The delicate balance has shifted. Put on your gloves and black pumps. Let's pretend the fog has lifted. Now you see me,
1,2,3 and I heard the wings beat on the wind tonight As the heat stole power from the darkening night. I saw the streets fill up with people that I
You are sleeping off your demons when I come home. Spittle bubbling on your lips, fine white foam. I am young and I am good. It's a hot southern California
Bad luck comes in from Tampa Bad luck comes in from Tampa On the back of a truck Doing ninety up the interstate We have bad dreams the night he rolls
I hope that our few remaining friends Give up on trying to save us I hope we come up with a failsafe plot to piss of the dumb few that forgave us I hope
The Mountain of Goats I shall reign A sight where hate gains A sight where evil reigns The mountain of Goats Under the sign of the Devil Chanting our
From the housetops to the gutters From the ocean to the shore The warning signs have all been bright and garish Far too great in number to ignore From
Gonna be too hot to breath today But everybody is out here on the streets Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant Cold water rushing out in sheets Some
Pulled off the highway in Missouri and low our hearts were heavy laid Made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we'd held in secret