No More Music By The Suckers

My Man

( Billie Holiday Cover )

It cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I’ve got
It's my man
It's my man
Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this I’ll soon forget
With my man

He's not much on looks
He's no hero out of books
But I love him
Yes, I love him
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him

I don't know why I should
He isn't true
He beats me, too
What can I do

Oh, my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just a spare
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All right

What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I’ll come back
On my knees someday

For whatever my man is
I'm his forever more

Tango

( Michael Grimes )

Darkness falls and the wind dies down
The city puts on it s twinkling crown
The roses in the garden
Whisper over to you

Step into the evening light
Despite your intuition
A touch of madness, your thoughts disturbed
Seeing clearly, you're out of sight

Silently, you melt away

Find you're way down towards the brink
Something slipped into your drink
Distorts the people, twists the shapes
The rising moon begins to sink

The sound of footsteps, the sound of drums
Drives you past the restless slums
Alley figures scurry through
Watching eyes look over you

But silently, you melt away

Carnival rides spinning round
Draws you in towards the sound
Dancing devils, confusing forms
Twist your feelings towards the ground

Silently, you melt away

Cold In My Bed

It’s cold in my bed, oh it’s cold in my bed
I sent you on your way
Cause you couldn’t keep the faith
And now it’s cold in my bed

Ain’t no use in cryin’ over spilt milk
I took the trash out when I had to
I know I was right but I’m lonely tonight
And now it’s cold in my bed

I had me a phone with a party line
One night I picked it up and caught you makin’ time
I know I was right but I’m lonely tonight
And now it’s cold in my bed

It’s cold in my bed, oh it’s cold in my bed
I sent you on your way
Cause you couldn’t keep the faith
And now it’s cold in my bed

I sent you a packin’ at the end of a gun
You only had a dollar and I wished you luck
I know I was right but I’m lonely tonight
And now it’s cold in my bed

It’s cold in my bed, oh it’s cold in my bed
I sent you on your way
Cause you couldn’t keep the faith
And now it’s cold in my bed

Lullaby

( Michael Grimes )

Breeze in the window
Blows the night in from day
The clock on the wall
Ticks the moments away

And the muffled TV talking
Away down the hall
Sends a shiver of quiet
That’s felt by us all

The storm that approaches
The wind and the rain
Will scream out a song
Then whisper again

Of terrors and tragedy
The night never knew
But inside you know
It talks about you

Breeze in the window
Blows the night in from day
The clock on the wall
Ticks the moments away

The raggedy doll
Sits on threadbare sheets
Sings his sinister lullaby
To put you to sleep

Dream a Little Dream of Me

( Wayne King and his Orchestra Cover )

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "i love you"
Birds singin’ in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I’m longin’ to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me
Dream a little dream of me
Dream a little dream of me

Her Tears Break My Heart

You left her for me
I stole you so easily
I showed you my charms
You ran to my arms
I thought it was meant to be

She cries for you all night long
Her pain I have caught
I took you away
But now I've got to pay
Her tears break my heart

It's wrong for you to treat me right
What about the one you left behind
You grow tired of me, alone I will be
It's wrong for you to treat me right

Why was I so vain
The gossips all speak my name
I thought I was strong to take what I want
I have nothing left but my shame

It's wrong for you to treat me right
What about the one you left behind
You grow tired of me, alone I will be
It's wrong for you to treat me right

It's wrong
It's wrong
It's wrong for you to treat me right

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

So cruel

( Michael Grimes )

You're so cruel
You're evil hearted
You're mean inside
Don't want to stop what you started
Can't think of no one else
But your lonesome self
You're so cruel

It's been awile
Since they made you cry
It's been a long long while
Don't you wonder why
You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

It's been awile
Since they made you cry
It's been a long long while
Don't you wonder why
You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

Ain't Misbehaving

( Louis Armstrong Cover )

No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' all my love for you

I know for certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
Savin' all my love for you

Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me

I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
Savin' my love for you

Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe me

I don't go out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
Savin' my love for you

Body And Soul

( Johnny W. Green/Edward Heyman/Robert Sour/Frank Eyton )

My days have grown so lonely
For you I cry
For you dear only
Why haven't you seen it
I'm all for you body and soul

I spend my days in longing
I'm wondering why it's me you're wronging
I tell you, I mean it
I'm all for you body and soul

I can't believe it
It's hard to conceive it
That you'd throw away romance
Are you pretending
This looks like the ending
Unless I can have one more chance to prove dear

My life a hell you're making
You know I'm yours
For just the taking
I'm gladly surrender
Myself to you body and soul

What lies before me
A future that's stormy
A winter that's gray and cold
Unless there's magic
The end will be tragic
And echo a tale that's been told so often

My life revolves about you
What earthly good am I without you
Oh I tell you I mean it
I'm all for you
Body and soul

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

Sweet Salvation

( Michael Grimes )

Bottles of liquor and these smoky bars
Lifelong companions when seen from afar
Cigarette cherry, my lone guiding star
Shining light on my salvation
Shining light on my salvation

Signs in the window flicker and start
The diligent barkeep is playing his part
The sweet smell of bourbon, so dear to my heart
Shows the way to my salvation
Shows the way to my salvation

Liquor and cigarettes, desires and dreams
Brings light to the troubled, forgives and redeems
More often than not, it s not as bad as it seems
When I’m here with my salvation

Liquor and cigarettes, desires and dreams
Brings light to the troubled, forgives and redeems
More often than not, it s not as bad as it seems
When I’m here with my salvation

Chairs on the tables, sweep up the floor
Piano sits silent, entertaining no more
The kitchen's been closed, the cook's out the door
On the road to sweet salvation
On the road to sweet salvation
On the road to sweet salvation
On the road...

Strange Fruit

( Billie Holiday Cover )

Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Live in Person

Summertime

( George Gershwin Cover )

Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Oh your daddy's rich
And your Ma' is good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
You'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mummy standing by
With daddy and mummy standing by

Nobody’s Cryin’

(Pat Bova)

I’m fightin’ my tears, tooth and nail
Perched on this stool, all by myself
The love I lost is not even cold
Why can’t a woman be left all alone

Cause nobody here’s cryin’
I don’t mean to sound unkind
But save your sympathy
For someone who’s in need
Cause nobody here’s cryin’

You bring me a drink with a smile in your eye
Pull up a stool but that’s all it buys
I’m afraid I’m not gonna be good company
But try if you like you’re not leavin’ here with me

Cause nobody here’s cryin’
I don’t mean to sound unkind
But save your sympathy
For someone who’s in need
Cause nobody here’s cryin’

You ask me if you could be any help
I’m wounded and cornered you better watch yourself
I fell so hard the last time around
A few more drinks and I’m probably gonna drown

Cause nobody here’s cryin’
I don’t mean to sound unkind
But save your sympathy
For someone who’s in need
Cause nobody here’s cryin’

So Cruel

( Michael Grimes )

You're so cruel
You're evil hearted
You're mean inside
Don't want to stop what you started
Can't think of no one else
But your lonesome self
You're so cruel

It's been awile
Since they made you cry
It's been a long long while
Don't you wonder why
You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

It's been awile
Since they made you cry
It's been a long long while
Don't you wonder why
You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

You're still so unkind
Do you think that we all are blind
You're so cruel

Early in the Morning
 
(Pat Bova )
 
It was early in the morning
When you walked out the door
You said you didn’t want my trouble any more
What happened that day to make you feel this way
What made you leave me behind

I’m standing all alone in the middle of the yard
I watched your taillights fade it’s still a little dark
I changed my life for you what more could I do
What made you leave me behind
What made you leave me behind

Living without you the bills are pilled high
I burned up all your pictures and I won’t let myself cry
What did I do wrong were you hungry for a blonde
What made you leave me behind

I’ve taken up drinkin’ and smokin’ cigarettes
It ain’t so good for me but it helps me to forget
The passing of time still don’t make it right
What made you leave me behind
What made you leave me behind
What made you leave me behind

Temptation

(M. Grimes)

Lord give me strength, I'm caught in this spell
A fly in the web once again
Running in circles, turned all around
Just like I've always been

The hook's sunk in
Of my familiar sin
There's nothing new
Lead me not into
Temptation

I've sampled the sweetness, savoured the taste
I left without closing the door
I've choked on my failures, keep bringing me back
It always cuts to the core

The hook's sunk in
Of my familiar sin
There's nothing new
Lead me not into
Temptation

Lord give me strength, I'm caught in this spell
It seems like I'm hardly aware
Running in circles, turned all around
Lord please hear my prayer

The hook's sunk in
Of my familiar sin
There's nothing new
Lead me not into...

Tango

( Michael Grimes )

Darkness falls and the wind dies down
The city puts on it s twinkling crown
The roses in the garden
Whisper over to you

Step into the evening light
Despite your intuition
A touch of madness, your thoughts disturbed
Seeing clearly, you're out of sight

Silently, you melt away

Find you're way down towards the brink
Something slipped into your drink
Distorts the people, twists the shapes
The rising moon begins to sink

The sound of footsteps, the sound of drums
Drives you past the restless slums
Alley figures scurry through
Watching eyes look over you

But silently, you melt away

Carnival rides spinning round
Draws you in towards the sound
Dancing devils, confusing forms
Twist your feelings towards the ground

Silently, you melt away

Money

( Michael Grimes )

In a room in the back
Is the hand of a man
He can get what you need
He does it fast as he can

When you step on the street
And you got what you came for
You got to scare up the money
Because you’ll always need more

Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill
Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill
You never saw it coming till the knock on your door
When the devil comes in to even the score

I heard they're looking for you
Overheard what they said
If you don’t get the money
You’ll be walking round dead

Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill
Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill
You never saw it coming till the knock on your door
When the devil comes in to even the score

Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill
Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill
You never saw it coming till the knock on your door
When the devil comes in to even the score

In a room in the back
Is the hand of the man
With his finger on the trigger
It goes according to plan...

When The Sun Comes

When the sun comes, will you go
When the sun comes, will you go
Should I say goodbye now
Have a feeling somehow
When the morning comes, you'll be gone

Last night it was just one of those things
The briefly little moment strengthens me
I know it was foolish even dangerous
Could it be long or was it just lost

I met you at a party for a friend of the friend
Barely knew your name before we kissed
I know it's foolish even dangerous
Could it be long or was it just lost

It's 2 a.m. and we're around up here
You made me so happy and shed some tears
Am I a fool or do you feel the same
I'd like to think that is meant to be

When the sun comes, will you go
When the sun comes, will you go
Should I say goodbye now
Have a feeling somehow
When the morning comes, you'll be gone

At dark, I stare at you sleep in there
Gladly I touch your curly black hair
Expect no promises, expect no lies
What will come when you open your eyes

When the sun comes, will you go
When the sun comes, will you go
Should I say goodbye now
Have a feeling somehow
When the morning comes, you'll be gone

*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***

Fever

( Little Willie John Cover )

Never know how much I love you
never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight

Fever
I'm on fire
Daddy won't you treat me right

Romeo love Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said "Julie baby you're my flame"
You give me fever

With your kisses
Fever, if you really care

Fever
....
Daddy, won't you treat him right

Everybody's got the Fever
That is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long ago

Captain Smith and Pocahontas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said "daddy oh don't you dare"
He gives me fever

With his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Mrs.
Daddy, won't you treat him right

Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you Fever
Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever

When you kiss'em
Fever if you live and learn
Fever, I'm on fire
But what a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn

Wrong turn

I changed my mind about who you are
What you are doing, it’s gone too far
You took a wrong turn a ways down the road
All alone with that heavy load

Seems you got lost somewhere down the line
I don’t see why you’re dragging rest of us behind
You took a wrong turn a ways down the road
All alone with that heavy load

Don’t wanna set down your burden
Can’t get you to come in from the cold
Now you can see you’re losing my sympathy
Facing the day but your friends walk away

Can’t seem to stop keep it under control
Can’t hold it together it’s taking it’s toll
You took a wrong turn a ways down the road
All alone with that heavy load

Man's ruin

She devil sits in a whiskey glass
Tells you to hold but you know you should pass
Lady Luck is moving in stops and starts
You hung all your hopes on the queen of hearts

Burn one for luck drink one for health
Watch the drama of money sing a love song of wealth
Forgotten the words but remember the tune
It always comes callin’ it always comes callin’
It’s man’s ruin

Out for a smoke in for drink
When lips touch the bottle your soul starts to sink
Close off in motion keep it out of your eyes
So the demons can’t see what you’re thinking inside

Effecting the cool maintaining your guard
It’s 2 bills a piece just to look at the cards
The dealer is twitchy it’s gotta break soon
It always comes calling it always comes callin’
It’s man’s ruin

Down to the church plead your case to the man
To ask for forgiveness do all you can
But no quarter was given so you play one more roll
Double or nothin’ on the fate of your soul

Rain

( Michael Grimes )

Rain on the rooftop and a sad afternoon
Quiets the trees with its sound
As the rain washes clean, the feelings unseen
And quenches the root underground

It collects in the gutters, they're choked with debris
From last year's season of change
Flows down the spout like a river of doubt
That's so long been polluting the veins

Coffee and newsprint and afternoon rains
Always makes me think of you
But here we are now, with no idea how
To return to the way we knew

The weight pulls it down and the histories drown
In the ocean of lies and deceit
Now the rain's overflow, leaves us nowhere to go
And the memories run out in the street

The Filthy South Sessions

( Lyrics by Charles Williams )

The Tango Below

I’ve been hard on you baby and I know it
The hours have been long and unrewarded
I’ve had you on your knees and I enjoyed it

Let me give a little more than too much
The others say I’ve got a special touch
You look delicious baby and that’s a compliment

You’ve been patient with me
And I’d like to thank you
I know you expected more in return
Than laurel leaves

Our touch is the fire that burns you
A kiss of my glove
There’s no master here
We’re all prisoners of the tango below

You can tell me if it hurts too much
But I like it when you make a fuss
And I’d like it even better
If you’d tell me what you’re in it for

Are your motives more pure than mine?
Are you here, or just here to pass the time?
We can talk about it later
First let me tie this a little tighter

I have a window that faces south to Argentina
At night the sounds of the city blow my way
I hear the songs the gauchos are singing
In the morning the women cry for more
There’s no master here
We’re all prisoners of the tango below

Perhaps we met once in Buenos Aries
I caught your eye in the crowd
You looked so proud

Nobody else needs to know
We were born for the tango below
We could make it easy on ourselves
If we danced with somebody else
But like two moths to a flame - we’d tango again and again

If you wish, I could break these chains
And put an end to this pain
If we stay any longer
We’ll dance like this forever

Your eyes are telling me this is what you came here for
Your lips are asking for more and more
Tonight we’ll dance by the light of your burning body….

Is guilt the price we’ll pay for being selfish
Well I’ve been too busy with my pleasure to give it much thought

I can hear the music in Buenos Aires
There’s always room for two more
There’s no master here
We’re all prisoners of the tango below

Blue Rendezvous

Did you think I forgot
Or got lost on the way
Did you think I’d sleep through
Our Blue Rendezvous

Like a leaf from a tree
I fall toward you
I’ve been falling foreve
Into this Blue Rendezvous

And should I confess
To the half truths and lies
That I may have offered
As part of my disguise

Well I’ve no where to go
But I’m long overdue
And I tumble like dice
Into this blue rendezvous

Pass the tourniquet

I called your mama
She's such good folk
She said now honey
You just call whenever you want

I love my boy
He's my precious thing
But I know sometimes he do
Sometimes he don't

What you see is what you get
Pass the tourniquet

I said now mama
I saw your boy
I caught him pass me by
Just down the street

I said baby, where you been
I haven't seen you in my bed for a week
He said what you see is what you get
Pass the tourniquet

That's what I say
(That's what you say)
I ain't lying
(She ain't lying)
That's what I saw
Around a quarter 'til nine

Sometimes it's too much
(It's too much)
For a girl to bear
(For a girl to bear)
When you can't find your baby nohow nowhere

What you see is what you get
Pass the tourniquet

I thought of all those times
When I was there, remember
When you needed me, I was there
Don't start with tthat stuff
"Baby I'm so sorry"
I'm on the first train to anywhere

What you see is what you get
Pass the tourniquet
What you see is what you get
Pass the tourniquet

The rain has stayed away

The rain has stayed away
The rain has stayed away
I thought it would pour
When you walked through my door
But the rain has stayed away

It gets dryer by the hour it seems
It gets dryer by the hour it seems
If it don't rain soon
Then I don't know what I'll do
It gets dryer by the hour it seems

I think about my lover at night
The way he'd look at me
I think about the last time we spoke
Everything he said still echoes in my head

I'm leaving here at first light tomorrow
I'm leaving here at first light tomorrow
This once was my home but I can't live here alone
I'm leaving here tomorrow

Empty Streets

It’s quiet on these city streets
No sound of traffic now
It’s silent on these empty streets
I love you, but put down the gun…

I’ll drink one last drink
And smoke one last smoke
We could talk into the night
I love you, daddy, but put down the gun

It’s quiet on these city streets
No sound of traffic now
It’s silent on these empty streets
I love you, daddy, but put down the gun…

Where Does It Hurt

I’m not what you’d call sentimental
I throw the past out with the trash
Old magazines make me feel like gangrene
I say let’s cut and start from scratch

I drive a Buick like g-d intended
It smokes but man is it fast
I speak Chinese and say pretty please
To the barkeep who thinks I’m white trash

Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters somewhere north of the border
I’m tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt

I’m not what you’d call nostalgic
I’m more likely to forgive and forget
But once in a while I stumble down the aisle
And kneel at the Altar of Regret

You’re the One I remember
So I’ll whisper your name again
With a Time and a Place when we both had a Taste
For the Gifts we came to exchange

Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters down the Mexican border
I’m tempted to convert But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Tell me where does it hurt
I’m still dancing for quarters down south of the border
I’m tempted to convert
But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say
Where does it hurt

Death Letter in the Mail

You can feel it coming from a mile away
Like an elephant crashing through the trees
And you don’t know whether to run or hide
So you wait trembling on your knees
Just trembling on your knees

You worry that it’s going to find you
So you nail all the windows shut
You even plugged the hole in the tub
And pray to sweet Jesus for good luck
Just praying to sweet Jesus for good luck

It’s coming, sure as morning
Sure as the twilight fails
And there’s nothing to do but wait and pray
The Death letter’s in the mail

Did you change the locks since yesterday?
Might as well do it again to be sure
Maybe make a sacrifice, do it twice
You can’t be too pure
You sure can’t be too pure

You start wearing gloves like a doctor
Washing your hands all the time
Watching the sky like a holy man
Looking for a sign
You’re just looking for a sign

‘Cause it’s coming, sure as morning
Sure as a bloodhound on the trail
And there’s nothing to do but wait and pray
The Death letter’s in the mail

G-d’s Been Drinking

Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
Who saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind, but now I see

There’s a man, lives down the hall
He’s kinda quiet, don’t talk much at all
They say he’s got a Son, that hit it big
Mostly he just bums my cigs
And when I heard an Angel sing
I start to thinking
What would happen if G-d started drinking?

You hear stories, people talk
Like, “He’d lost His temper and smashed up a china shop”
Or “someone went missing, could’ve been His best friend,”
He’d just laugh about it
Make a joke about Original Sin”
But when the locusts start flying
I start to thinking
What would happen if G-d started drinking

I watched him one day as he stepped on a bug
He muttered something like, ‘Dust to Dust’
“Sweet Jeezus,” I said, “that sounds mighty cold.”
He say, “stick with me, and you’ll never grow old”
That’s when the Bushes started Burning
I start to thinking
What would happen if G-d started?

One morning he started shaking something awful
I knew right away he had climbed into the bottle
I said, “Hey man let me get you some help”
He say, “Trust me on this, you got to save yourself”
That’s when I saw the Flood a’ coming
And I start to run
When G-d’s been drinking, He ain’t much fun
I say, “When’s G-d’s been drinking, He ain’t much fun…”.

Babylon

You can have it your way if you want it
You can have it all, it means nothing to me
All the noise, the insults, and the rest of it
To my left Babylon
To my right the violins

I took an oath not to let it get inside me
I worked so hard to keep it all away
Your promise came across like a rumor
To my left Babylon
To my right the violins

Did I tell you what I told all the others?
Your uniform looks different in this light
You cried for mercy
But I was looking for forgiveness
You said “be kind, be kind”
But I didn’t have the time

Do it one more time in the name of beauty
Do it one more time for the sake of sin
Do it one more time we’re feeling empty
You take Babylon I’ll take the violins

Did I tell you what I told all the others?
Your uniform looks different in this light
You cried for mercy
But I was looking for forgiveness
You said “be kind, be kind”
I didn’t have the time

Do it one more time in the name of beauty
Do it one more time for the sake of sin
Do it one more time we’re feeling empty
You take Babylon I’ll take the violins
You take Babylon I’ll take the violins
You take Babylon I’ll take the violins

Who's buying

There's nothing wrong with me
That a drink wouldn't fix
A shot of Royal Crown or two

But I've been down that road before
And I always seem to want more
I guess I'll have a double shot of truth

There's nothing up my sleeve
But an old tattoo
And I don't play the ponies
The way I used to do

What you see is what you get
But before I forget
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll take a double shot of the truth
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll take a double shot of the truth

Let's have a toast
To all our old friends
Let's raise our glass
Here's to better days

They say the truth will set you free
But that's cold comfort when you're in need
I need a drink, who's buying
I'll take a double shot of the truth

I need a drink, who's buying
I'll take a double shot of the truth
Set me up I need a drink

Trashcan Lens

Zero walked in after twelve o’clock
He said, “who’s dealing? I’m double parked”
And if he’s drinking diesel out of a dixie cup
You’ve got nowhere to go from here but up

The world is just one big Game of Craps
Everyone’s bluffing, ain’t got no cash
And if you fold you gotta face the facts
You got nowhere to go from here but up

Someone’s always be talking about you
Someone’s always trying to close a deal
And someone’s always gonna have one hand in your pocket
While others are tryin’ to cop a feel

It’s four in the mornin’ when the game wears thin
The world looks different through a trashcan lens
If you’re out of focus and out of luck
There’s nowhere to go from here but up
You got nowhere to go but up

Cabbagetown Girl

We open early and close when we’re tired
We serve up Sorrow with a sandwich on the side
No one says Grace like at the Earl
I’m a Cabbagetown Girl, I work nights at the End of the World

People drift in and stay for years
They grow old and fat on our hash and tears
But don’t even ask for your money back
Just a Cabbagetown Girl working nights at the End of the World

Don’t ask my name
I’ve forgotten
It feels like D-Day
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em

Every Tuesday the first one’s free
It’s the next one that’ll make you bleed
You’ll turn white then fade away
I’m a Cabbagetown Girl working nights at the End of the World

We’re open late and when we close the grill
Our regulars start to fire at will
If you’re thinking haute cuisine I ain’t your girl
I’m from Cabbagetown I work nights at the end of the world

The menu’s faded and hard to read
But that don’t matter it’s too dark to see
Too late to leave your flag’s still furled
Anyway we’re celebrating here at the End of the World

It’s like a graveyard you rent by the hour
And every table comes with dead flowers
Just deserts are our specialty
It’s getting late here at the End of the World

Don’t ask my name
I’ve forgotten
It feels like D-Day
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em

‘Cause it’s last call, it’s time to quit
It’s Closing Time or just feels like it
We’ll give last call one more try
Just another night, here at the End of the World
Here we go, it’s the End of the World