1. |
Play It Again
02:44
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Hello from wherever I am
Thought I was ahead but now I fear I’m down
Tripped up early in the hand
Then got spiked when I wasn’t lookin’
Not too tired to go on
Just need some streets to pave the way
I know that I could settle in
If these beats wouldn’t be so bad and painful when they happen
And it’s all so sick
When the moment hits
This is one long trip
But I’m down with it
Got a fresh new coat of paint
Now the action has to match it
Should I move or should I wait to see what happens when I get another chance
for everything to fall right into place
And it’s all so sick
When the moment hits
This is one long trip
But I’m down with it
So play it again
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2. |
Ethyl (The Killing Kind)
04:00
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This love affair has not been kind
Now this bourbon heart can’t keep the time
To the ditty that you march me to
It’s just another reason that we may be through
All the sleepless night when I kept the pace
Have left these weathered wrinkles up and down my face
So now I think I’m just gonna walk away
And leave you with all this frustration
And if someday we meet
Where the highway crosses my way street
I’ll think of a love that I left behind
Of endless lies and endless lines
These empty lives are endless wastes of time
(You were a waste of time)
The times we had- all the good and bad
I wrote em down in a unwanted ad
Of shit I’m sellin or gonna give away
At the rummage sale in my head today
I carried you but I can’t no more
I’m sick of politicking for something I abhor
Fuck I’ve forgotten what I was fightin for
I’m leaving with all this frustration
And if someday we meet
Where the highway crosses my way street
I’ll think of a love that I left behind
Of endless lies and endless lines
These empty lives are endless wastes of time
(You were the killing kind)
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3. |
Satya Celeste
04:50
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Satya Celeste
I think you’re the best
Thing that’s happening to me
(You know I mean currently)
It’s been awhile
Since I’ve been able to smile
So I guess I should thank you fervently
For the laughs that you’ve givin me
You unbuttoned my shirt
I put my hand up your skirt
And dispues we were up till half past three
While infomercials rolled on TV
Yeah I admit it was wild
What you just did to me child
But for now I think that its best you leave
Wrote my number on a record sleeve
But if I can make you understand
I wanna hold your hand
And kinda be your man
Then soon you’ll see that I’m am strange
And it seems I can’t change
So would you be my part time girl
In my part time world
And my part time fantasy
Or do you think that’d be crazy
And I could be your part time boy
I’d get full time joy
And then hopefully maybe
We could run around full time- possibly
Satya Celeste
I see that you’re getting dressed
So I think that its best if I explain
You see the plain of it is I’m insane
You live in an ashram
While I eat meat from a can
And it seems you only drink occasionally
Seems everyday I have more than three
But if I can make you understand
I’ve got a simple plan
And if you dig it we can
Find a way to reach these natural ends
Like beneficial friends
You could be my part time girl
In my part time world
In my part time fantasy
Or do you think that’d be crazy
I could be your part time boy
And get full time joy
And then hopefully maybe
We could run around full time
Satya Celeste
This thing’s becoming a mess
But I don’t want you to stress
It’s just the thing is I guess
That there’s no proper way
For me to pleasantly say
My mind will sunder astray
The minute you go away
Orleans to York’s pretty far
I’d have to do it by car
Not flyin with my guitar
The baggage fees are bizarre
Yeah I’ve got issues you see
Maybe forget about me
I’ll let this fantasy be
That you’ll be my part time girl
In my part time world
In my part time fantasy
Yeah I’m definitely crazy – to think
I could be your part time boy
Or get full time joy
Or that hopefully maybe
We could run around full time
It’s not to be
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4. |
(The) Noose
03:36
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I don't wanna be the bad guy this time
I don't really want to fight about it
I don't wanna have to talk no more
I don't wanna have a conversation
I don't really wanna want this to end
Let me help you with something we'll both regret
Let me tie a little string around your neck
So that you'll never forget
Maybe you should've made a trail of breadcrumbs
Or bought yourself a map if you had know
That you could possibly go wander astray
That you could get yourself so turned 'round
That you could lose your walkway back home
Let me help you with something we'll both regret
Let me tie a little string around your neck
So that you'll never forget
Next time you'll do better
Next time you should have known
Next time they'll be no next time
This time you'll swing alone
So let me help you with something we'll both regret
And let me tie a little string around your neck
And you can swing upon it
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5. |
Forrester
03:13
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How do I get you on my side
How do I get you to see things my way
How do I open your heart wide
How do I get you to hear what I'm sayin
So many things that I've tried
So many things that I've said
So many things that I've done
to make you turn your head
How do I get you in my life
How do I get you to feel what I feel
How do I show you it's alright
How do I get you to make my dream real
And I guess that my words don't exciten your mind
And it seems that my looks aren't exactly your kind
Still I don't know why this feelin's so strong
So I just felt like I had to write you this song
Would you see me tonight
You could meet me tonight
Just give it a try
You might
Love me tonight
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6. |
What's Right
06:32
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I'm down to one drink left
And one last cigarette
I'm gettin tired yet
I can't redeem myself
My ole dog has died
And my girl is gone
it's like livin' life
In an old country song
And a drink sounds good
Yeah a pill sounds good
Hell a line sounds good right now
It’s not if I could
Or even if I should
I’m movin from if to how
Guess we’ll see tonight
Hell I think I might
‘Cause with nothing left I don’t know what’s right
In this empty house
I sit here freezing by myself
Bouncin off the walls
Too tired to go anywhere else
Yeah a drink sounds good
And a pill sounds good
Yeah a line sounds good right now
It’s not if I could
Or even if I should
I’m moving from if to how
Guess I’ll see tonight
Hell I think I might
‘Cause when nothing’s left I don’t know what’s right
My head’s caving in
Life’s monotonous all the same
Need a stimulus package for my brain
All these sleepless nights
Make me dream all day
And the doctor says
There’s a better way
Yeah some weed sounds good
And a shot sounds good
Just a hit to taste right now
It’s not if I could
Cause I know I would
If I let it bring me down
Guess you’ll see tonight
If I stay and fight
But when nothin’s left I don’t know what’s right
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