B i o g r a p h y
 (by Donnabetts)

Rickie Lee Jones was born in Chicago in 1954, raised in Phoenix, Arizona, and moved to Olympia, Washington as a teenager. She left high school early and went to college in California. She did not graduate, but worked at odd jobs until she began playing in clubs in Los Angeles around 1977. The legendary Lowell George brought her music to the attention of Warner Brothers, and Lenny Waronker signed her in 1978 after seeing her perform at the Troubadour. Her first self-titled album, a kind of Raymond Chandler tour of a single girl in Hollywood, won a Best New Artist Grammy, and was heralded as the arrival of a great new talent.

Her second record Pirates was a critical favorite, but surprised critics with its literate tone and dark musical landscapes. The third was even more unusual, an eight-inch, mostly jazz, kind of live record.

These three recordings established the pattern of her career. Unexpected turns, rich colors and colossal images, literate, intelligent, idiosyncratic, under the guise of an exceptional pop singer. Her singing style, completely unique, (sweet child-like high tones and dramatic painful cries, spoken lines, no vibrato) has been emulated so many times that the emulators probably don't even know who they are copying. While she has become more and more obscure her imitators have become very famous indeed. She has not been abandoned by the critics, though. Her music is always written about, and she is pictured in more than one book on the icons of rock n roll. She has also kept a devoted fan base around the world, in spite of little or no radio play, and is one of those rare artists whose status is unquestioned.

She has released 11 albums, including Rickie Lee Jones, Pirates, Girl At Her Volcano, The Magazine, Flying Cowboys, Pop Pop, Traffic From Paradise, Naked Songs, Ghostyhead, It's Like This, and the newly released Live at Red Rocks. Naked Songs is Rickie in concert by herself, but Live at Red Rocks features a six-piece band, including bass, drums, guitar, mandolin, accordion, keyboards, and guitars.

She has won two Grammys and been nominated for eight. Her last album, It's Like This, received a Grammy nod for Best Traditional Pop Vocal. She has been the subject of music classes at colleges such as the Berklee College of Music, and mentioned in more than one pop song. She has never made a movie, but is currently working on a book for Hyperion press and Rhino is releasing a three-cd set of her work this spring. Hippo is expecting to release a DVD of her last album of self -penned songs, Ghostyhead, one which she described in 1996 as an "album of prayers" an unapologetic merging of poetry, appealing to god and monsters. It is an understated and precise merging of songwriter sensibility and trip-hop noise.

Her latest release is Live at Red Rocks . It is an amazing, and by far her best, live record to date. The band is awesome, the singing by is great, the songs are fun, and the audience is so joyful. It's a feel good record. Rickie is hard to capture on tape, she is truly radiant live, and it rarely translates. You can really feel her on this recording.

She is currently living in Los Angeles on Sunset Blvd somewhere, studying boxing. She always was a pepper. Watch that left hook. 




Rickie Lee Jones
- 1979 -

Chuck E's in love
On saturday afternoons in 1963
Night train
Young blood
Easy money
The last chance texaco
Danny's all-star joint
Coolsville
Weasel and the white boys cool
Company
After hours

Pirates
- 1981 -

We belong together
Living it up
Skeletons
Woody and dutch on the
slow train to Peking

Pirates
( So long lonely avenue )
A lucky guy
Traces of the western slopes
The returns

Girl at her volcano
- 1983 -

Lush Life
Letters from the 9th Ward / Walk Away Renee
Hey Bub
My Funny Valentine
Under The Boardwalk 
Rainbow Sleeves
So Long
Something Cool

The magazine
- 1984 -

Prelude to gravity ( Instrumental )

Gravity
Juke box fury
It must be love
Magazine
The real end
Deep space
Runaround
Theme for the pope ( Instrumental )
The unsigned
The Weird beast

Flying Cowboys
- 1989 -

The horses
Just my baby
Ghetto of my mind
Rodeo girl
Satellites
Ghost train
Flying cowboys
Don't let the sun catch you crying
Love is gonna bring us back alive
Away from the sky
Atlas' marker

Pop Pop
- 1991 -

My one and only love
Spring can really hang you up the most
Hi-Lili-hi-lo
Up from the skies
Second time around
Dat dere
I'll be seing you
Bye bye blackbird
The ballad of the sad young men
I won't grow up
Love junkyard
Comin' back to me

Traffic from paradise
- 1993 -


Pink Flamingos
Altar boy
Stewart's coat
Beat angels
Tigers
Rebel Rebel
Jolie Jolie
Running from mercy
A stranger's car
The albatross

Ghostyhead
- 1997 -

Little yellow town
Road kill
Matters
Firewalker
Howard
Ghostyhead
Sunny afternoon
Scary chinese movie
Cloud of unkonwing
Vessel of light

It's like this
- 2000 -

Show Biz Kids
Trouble Man
For No One
Smile
Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys
On The Street Where You Live
I Can't Get Started
Up A Lazy River
Someone To Watch Over Me
Cycles
One Hand, One Heart


The Evening Of My Best Day
- 2003 -

Ugly Man
A Second Chance
Bitchenostrophy
Little Mysteries
Lap Dog
Tell Somebody (Repeal The Patriot Acts Now)
Sailor Song
A Tree On Allenford
It Takes You There
Mink Coat At The Bus Stop
The Evening Of My Best Day
A Face In The Crowd


Sermon on Exposition Boulevard
- 2007-02-06 -

Nobody Knows My Name
Gethsemane
Falling Up
Lamp Of The Body
It Hurts
Where I Like It Best
Tried To Be A Man
Circle In The Sand
Donkey Ride
7th Day
Elvis Cadillac
Road To Emmaus ( Instrumental )
I Was There
 

Balm in Gilead
- 2009-11-03 -

Wild Girl
Old Enough
Remember Me
The Moon Is Made Of Gold
His Jeweled Floor
Eucalyptus Trail
The Blue Ghazel ( Instrumental )
The Gospel of Carlos, Norman and Smith
Bonfires
Bayless St.

The Devil You Know
- 2012-09-18 -

Sympathy for the Devil
Only Love Can Break Your Heart
Masterpiece
The Weight
St. James Infirmary
Comfort You
Reason to Believe
Play With Fire
Seems Like a Long Time
Catch the Wind

Other tracks
- Misc -

Liner notes
( From Naked Songs LP )

Poems

- Misc -

Carried into redemption
Driving away
Drunk on the striped table
Leaving through the forest path
More at the striped table
Outside the great divide

Secret language of trees
Subterranean Homesick Blues
 

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Rickie Lee Jones

Chuck E's in love

How come he don't come and P.I.P. with me
Down at the meter no more?
And how come he turn(ed) off the t.v.
And hang(ed) that sign on the door?
Well we call and we call "How come?" we say
Hey what could make a boy behave this-a way, yeah?
And he learn(ed) all of the lines, now, and every time
He gonna s-stutter when he talks
And it's true! It's true! He sure has acquired this kinda cool and inspired sorta jazz when he walk(s)
Where's  his jacket and his old blue jeans,
If this ain't healthy it is some kinda clean

That means Chuck E's in love

I don't believe what you're saying to me
This is something I got to see. Is he here?
I look in the poolhall. Is he here?
I look in the drugstore. Is he here?
No, he don't come here no more

Well I'll tell you what, I saw him
He was sittin' behind us down at the Pantages
And whatever is that he's got up his sleeve
I hope it isn't contagious
What's her name? Is that her there?
Oh Christ, I think he's even combed his hair!
And is that her? Well then what's her name?
Oh, it's never gonna be same.
That's not her
I know what's wrong
'Cause Chuck E's in love with the little girl singing this song
Don't you know
Chuck E's in love, Chuck E's in love
Chuck E's in love, Chuck E's in love ...
Chuck E's in love with me

*** Thanx a lot to Jeff & Steve who corrected a mistake ***

On saturday afternoons in 1963

The most as you'll ever go
Is back where you used to know
If grown-ups could laugh this slow
Where as you watch the hour snow
Years may go by

So hold on to your special friend
Here, you'll need something to keep her in :
"Now you stay inside this foolish grin ... "
Though any day your secrets end
Then again
Years may go by

You saved your own special friend
'Cuz here you need something to hide her in
And you stay inside that foolish grin
When everyday now secrets end
Oh and then again
Years may go by


Night train

Here I'm going
Wlakin' with my baby in my arms
'Cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black
And the devil, see, he's right behind us
And this worker said she's gonna take my little baby
My little angel back
But they won't getcha,
'Cuz I'm right here witcha
On the night train

Swing low, Saint Cadillac
Tearin' down the alley
And I'm reachin' so high for ya
Don't let 'em take me back
Broken like valiums and chumps in the rain
That cry and quiver
When a blue horizon is sleeping in the station
With a ticket for a train
Surely mine will deliver me there

Here she comes ...
I'm safe here with you
On the night train
Oh mamma, mamma,
Concrete is wheeling by
Down at the end of a lullaby
On the night train

Young blood

Take a walk around midnight in the city
Young Blood is hiding there somewhere
If you're looking for something to do
There's always something happening there

Like I & Bragger, we borrowed a coupe to day
Here come Pepe and she's got a friend with a chevrolet
But she ain't running
She's walking a little slow
And she ain't crying-- she's just singing a little low

They say this city will make you dirty
But you look alright
You feel real pretty when he's holding you tight
City will make you mean
But that's just make-up on your face
Love will wash you clean in the night's disgrace

Find a block where your people can find you
Keep a third eye watching behind you
You never know when you're making a memory
They will wish they were here together again, someday
Kids looking for something to get into--
Take a look
Two for the movie show
Three for the back row
Hold on tight!
Remember, you might have looked like cool twelve
But your fuse just felt like dynamite

Take a walk around midnight in the city
Young Blood will find you there, somewhere
And if you're looking for something to do
There's always something happening there

Easy money

There was a Joe
Leanin' on the back door
A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills
Their eyes was statin'
They was waitin'
To get their hands on some easy money

They flipped a dime
One said " well, I'll take heads this time"
One stepped up
One stepped back
One loosened her shoulder strap
She couldn't speak,
Her knees got weak
She could almost taste that easy money

There was this old black cat
Sittin' in a old black cadillac
The Joe smelled sweet
She curled up at her boyfriend's feet
She said "I got a plan
Listen, Sam, how'd ya like to make some easy money ? "
He say, "yes! oh yes!
Jus' tell me what you want me to do "
She said, "Baby, you can trust me
Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room
At a quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy
"Come up to the room and play with my toy"
But the Jill set the bait
And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door
With the easy money

Because there ain't no man
Who got the money in his hand
Who got any of that bread
Bein' slow in the head
The easier it looks
The hotter it hooks
There ain't no such thing as easy money
We say, "yes! oh yes!"
Saturday night
There was a terrible, terrible fight
Between two dames who was losin' the same game
It wasn't clear,
But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money


The last chance texaco

A long stretch of headlights
Bends into I-9
Tiptoe into truck stops
And sleepy diesel eyes
Volcanoes rumble in the taxi
And glow in the dark
Camels in the driver's seat
A slow, easy mark

But you ran out of gas
Down the road a piece
Then the battery went dead
And now the cable won't reach...

It's your last chance
To check under the hood
Last chance
She ain't soundin' too good,
Your last chance
To trust the man with the star
You've found the last chance Texaco

Well, he tried to be Standard
He tries to be Mobil
He tried living in a world
And in a shell
There was this block-busted blonde
He loved her - free parts and labor
But she broke down and died
And threw all the rods he gave her

But this one ain't fuel-injected
Her plug's disconnected
She gets scared and she stalls
She just needs a man, that's all

It's her last chance
Her timing's all wrong
Her last chance
She can't idle this long
Her last chance
Turn her over and go
Pullin' out of the last chance texaco
The last chance


Danny's all-star joint

Downstairs at danny's all-star joint
They got a juke box that goes doyt-doyt
The vice is nice, they stay in the back all day
But when the nighttime comes, hey-hey
There's this cat down there that makes a bad kinda soup
I come around struttin' my luck in my shoop coupe
Cecil gives me coffee
And he won't never take my coin
I say, " I got thirty dollars in my pocket!
Whatchoo doin' ? "

I holler, " Come on, Cecil, take a dollar!
Come on, Cecil, take a ten!
I've finally geared up into a whole buncha big ones
And you're actin' like I'm down-shiftin' "

He knows all the under-riders on the boulevard
They got to barefoot cruise when it's forty-weight hard
They look particularly dead-beat
Permanently pale
Cecil picks up his butcher knife
Waves it at the jail

The kid say, " I ain't got no dough, Joe, I just want some o.j "
I said, " Don't look at me "
 Cuz he was lookin' my way
Cecil wink upon him some juice and some green
And the kid walks over and puts the quarter in the pinball machine

And he says, " Come on, Cecil, gimme a dollar
Come on Cecil gimme five
I'm in a half-way house on a one-way street
And I'm a quarter past left alive "

He can talk about your people in a wonderful way
He can talk about your people 'til your hair turns grey
Your sister's into mustard
She loves to walk the pub
She likes the pickles and the relish she never gets enough
A Hershey milkshake steamin' on a stick
For a Card Blanchť sandwich
Oh, lettuce get thick

It's not because I'm dirty
It's not because I'm clean
It's not because I kiss the boys behind the magazine
Hey boys?
How 'bout a fight?
Cuz here comes Rickie with the girdle on tight

And if she don't know your name
She knows what you got
From Your matzo balls
To the chicken-in-the-pot
Chicken-in-the-pot
Chicken-in-the-pot

Downstairs at Danny's All Star Joint
They got a juke box that goes doyt-doyt
A finger-snappin' deluxe
Make your be-bop bap
And your R&B hep-scat

You can't break the rules until you know how to play the game
But if you just want to have a little fun
You can mention my name
Keep your feet in the street
Your toes in the lawn
But keep your business in your pocket
This is it were it belongs

Come on Cecil, take a dollar
Come on Cecil, take a tip
Do yourself a favor If she offers it - take it
But honey, don't give it away if he don't appreciate it


Coolsville

I and Braggar, and Junior Lee,
well that's the way we always thought it would be
In the wind-strewn leaves of September, how we met
Decked out like aces, we'd beat anybody's bet

Cuz we was Coolsville....cuz we was Coolsville

Well you stick it here;
you stick it over there;
but it never fits

And now a hungry night you want more and more
and you chip in your little kiss.
Well, I jumped all his jokers,
but he trumped all my tricks

And I swear to God I thought this one was smart enough to
stick it into Coolsville.....yeah stick it into Coolsville...

So now it's J and B, and me, and that sounds close,
but it ain't the same (well, that's okay)
Hot City don't hurt that much but everything feels the same
Well the real thing come and the real thing go...
Well the real thing is back in town...
Ask me if you wanna know The way to Coolsville....
(Well I hear you wanna go back to Coolsville...
Well come on honey, take you back...to Coolsville)

Weasel and the white boys cool

Sal was working at Nyro's nook in downtown
Selling articles of congress to these people downtown
He was pretty sleezy when I met him
A weasel in a poor boy's wool

Sal lives in a black vinyl pen in New Jersey
Buys his meat from a whore next door
Wants it rare but he gets it well
A weasel on a short order floor

So, Sal, say good-bye to your mom and your dad
Sal, say good-bye to the barrio
Sal, say good-bye to your buddies and your pals
Angela, Perry and Mario

Kid Sinister with the Bus Stop Blues
A quarter could take you home
A dime could make a dream come true
But a weasel ain't got a dime for the phone
( Does a weasel got a dime for the phone ? )

So, Sal, say good-bye to your mom and your dad
Sal, say good-bye to the barrio
Sal, say good-bye to your buddies and your pals
Angela, Perry and Mario

You dancin' in the welfare lines, Sal
Actin' like some jerk-off fool
When we could lay out eatin' peaches on the beaches
A weasel in a white boy's cool
But we're all in a white boy's school
( Just like a weasel )


Company

I'll remember you too clearly
But I'll survive another day
Conversations to share
When there's no one there
I'll imagine what you'd say

I'll see you in another life now, baby
I'll free you in my dreams
But when I reach across the galaxy
I will miss your company

Company
I'll be looking for company
Look and listen
Through the years
Someday you may hear me
Still crying for company

So now you're going off to live your life
You say we'll meet each other now and then
But we'll never be the same
And I know I'll never have this chance again
No, not like you

So, I'll see you in another life now baby,
I'll free you in my dreams
But when I reach across the galaxy
I will miss your company

Company
I'll be looking for company
Look and listen
Through the years
Someday you may hear me
Still crying for company

After hours

All the gang has gone home
Standing on the corner
All alone

So you and me, streetlight
We'll paint the town grey
Oh, we are so many lamps
Who have lost our way

Say goodnight, America
Oh the world still loves a dreamer

And all the gang has gone home
And I'm standind on the corner
All alone

Pirates

We belong together

I say this was no game of chicken
You were aiming your best friend
That you wear like a switchblade on a chain around your neck
I think you picked this up in Mexico from your dad
Now its daddy on the booze
And Brando on the ice
Now it's Dean in the doorway
With one more way he can't play this scene twice
So you drug her down every drag of this forbidden fit of love
And you told her to stand tall whet you kissed her
But that's not where you were thinking...
How could a Natalie Wood not get sucked into a scene so custom tucked?
How now look who shows up
In the same place
In this case
I think it's better
To face it ---
We belong together
We belong together

Once Johnny the King made a spit ring
And all the skid kids saw a very, very proud man
And he entwine her in his finger
And she lay there like a baby in his hand
And climb upon the rooftop docks lookin' out on the crosstown seas
And he wraps his jacket across her shoulders
And he falls and hugs and holds her on his knees
But a sailor just takes a broad down to the dark end of the fair
To turn her into a tattoo
That will whisper
Into the back of Johnny's black hair
And now Johnny the King walks these streets without her in the rain
Lookin' for a leather jacket
And a girl who wrote her name forever
A promise that ---
We belong together
We belong together

Shall we weigh along these streets
Young lions on the lam?
Are the signs you hid deep in your heart
All left on neon for them?
Who are foolish
Who are victim
Of the sailors and the ducky boys who would
Move into your eyes and lips and
Every tear
That falls down on the neighborhood now
I said "Bird, we just gotta tell them"
And they turn and ignore us
And the only heroes we got left
Are written right before us
And the only angel who sees us now
Watches through each other's eyes
And I can hear him
In every footstep's passing sigh
He goes crazy these nights
Watching heartbeats go by...
And they wisper ---
We belong together
We belong together

Living it up

Eddie's got one crazy eye
that turns him into a cartoon
wahen a pretty girl comes by
and there's nothin' here to do anymore
he sits on the stoop all day
like there's something he's waiting for
Cunt-finger Louie picks up Eddie in the alley
he's got all those guys with him
from that town where they all look like Frankie Valli
they speak fluently blonde
from her legs to her cigarette
and Louie told Eddie that he'd fix him up
but he ain't come back yet
well, you know

It's more trouble than it's worth
it's more trouble than it's worth
Oh Wild and the Only ones
Tell him where you are ---
Oh Wild and the Only ones
Tell him where you are
Tell him where you are

Zero quit school
and she lost her job again
and then her boyfriend beat her up
and now he won't let her in
so she's walking by his joint
in a black and blue dress
she looks at Louie who elbows Eddie who says
"don't tell me, lemme guess."

It's more trouble than it's worth
he's more trouble than he's worth
Oh Wild and the Only ones
Tell him where you are ---
Oh Wild and the Only ones
Tell him where you are

Well at first when it was this way
when they're the only ones
and you've got all these ideas
you never tell to anyone
there are always magnets
pulling each of you there
living every story you'd dare
to be the only ones
the only ones...

Oh, who are living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
oh yeah, we'll be living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
gotta be living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up
oh yeah, we're living it up

Louie and Eddie found a reason then and there
carried her over the bridges like fluttering pages they didn't care
in the terminal where dreams
let so many tickets through
when strangers look in faces
and see somebody there they knew
you might meet me tomorrow
as all the lights are blooming green
and you're feeling a little lonely,
a little sad, a little mean
remember a place
inside of that hotel
where you could do anything you want to do
you couldn't tell

If it's more trouble than it's worth
ah, this is more trouble than it's worth
Oh Wild and the Only ones
tell him where you are ---
Oh Wild and the Only ones
I'm waiting you could
tell him where you are ---
Oh Wild and the Only ones
why don't you tell him where you are?

Skeletons

She was pregnant in May
Now they're on their way
Dashing thru the snow
To St. John's, here we go

Well, it could be a boy
But it's okay if he's girl
Oh, these things that grow out of
The things that we give

We should move to the west side
They still believe in things
That give a kid half a chance

When he pulled off the road
Step in a waltz of ted moon-beams
Said he fit an APB,
A robbery nearby

And he go for his wallet
And they thought he was going for a gun
And the cops blew Bird away

Some kids like watching Saturday cartoons
Some girls listen to records all day in their rooms
But what do birds leave behind, of the wings that they came with
If a son's in a tree building model planes?

Skeletons,
Skeletons.

Woody and dutch on the slow train to Peking

Dutch took 'em on the slow train to Peking on La Brea Avenue
To find the Stax and Sun
They were reaching to get to
They was a rapping the flat scat
Diamond dialectos of points and taps
Between the chicken and the back
They drew themselves a be-bop
Midnight map
They said "do you got a map the next joint?"
"Do you got a map the next joint?"

Pick it up on the night train
Down on the corner of rhythm and blues
Where I have met all of my boys since
Back in '52
Bringing 'em Stax and Sun
Cuz I think that Cleveland forgot
And Memphis forgot
Where they were coming from
Do ya like it? Do ya like it like that?
Do you like rapping the fat scat?

Woody and Dutch dance in the cell of fourteen
Like a pill they do it all night
Spectators,
White-walls, find and greased back
Every Saturday night
Leaning in the scenery
Picking up the kids
At the next door neighbors'
"Yeah I know what you did
Yeah I got a room you can stay in
If you promise you won't make so much noise"
"No I won't"
"No I don't!"

Pirates ( So long lonely avenue )

Come on - Joey get out of school
We got places to go
A '57 Lincoln you got a radio that hurts
And the girls like to touch it
Just to find out if it works
But don't look at me
It wasn't me

Joey live on the edge of the corner
Of living on the run
I like to ride in the middle
I'm just tryin to have some fun
Until the Pirates come
And take me

And I won't need a pilot
Got a pirate who might sail
Somewhere I heard far away
You answer me
So i'm holding on
To your rainbow sleeves

Well, goodbye boys,
Oh my buddy boys,
Oh my sad-eyed Sinatras
It'as a cold globe around the sea
You keep the shirt that I bought ya
And I know you'll get the chance to make it
And nothin's gonna stop you
You just reach right out and take it
You say - So long, lonely Avenue
So long lonely avenue

I'll see you there
Wait 'n see
Be lookin' for me
Just like you
Just like me

A lucky guy

Oh, he's a lucky guy
Oh, he's a lucky guy
He doesn't worry about me
When I'm gone
He goes to sleep at night
He don't turn off the light
And wonder how to find me
Or if I'm alone

Oh, he's a lucky guy
I wish I was like him
Cuz when he talks about me
He don't look this way
He's a lucky goy

He used to walk with me
He used to talk to me
See, we have these secrets
That no one else could hear
Well, he's not the only one
No, no not the only one
But what happens to them?

Do they matter?
Do they disappear
Into a lonely girl?
Now I'm a lonely girl
Cuz I want somebody with me in the world
Oh, he's a lucky guy

Fontune walks right in the door
And here I am
Just like before

Well, I'm not gonna turn around
I'm not his pretty clown
I'm not the one caught
Like he thought
He was the last one I had there
Cuz I did a foolish thing
A real, real stupid thing

I told him I love him
And I want him there
When I knew he wouldn't come

And I knew he didn't care
And I'll cry awhile
I'll cry awhile
But when I wake up
Tomorrow is a new day
I'm a lucky guy
Hey, I'm a lucky guy
Real, real lucky guy
Hey, I'm a lucky guy

Traces of the western slopes

We go down round
The far side of the tracks
Lolitas playing dominoes and poker
Behind their daddy's shacks
Vacant-eyes, glue-face boys
On a pearl splashing glass
If they give us any flack
If they come up on our ass
We'll just give 'em the go-by
The Cadillac pass

Take me now
From the blue and pale room I'd follow
Through the faces and the traces of
Treasure I keep hearing inside me
Madmen throw their voices
From pretty boys
And from the best ones
You pick up connections
As they hand you your directions
To the Western Slope

I lied to my angel so I could take you downtown
I'd lie to anybody there was nobody else around
And I know what people say about me
But I lied to my angel and now he can't find me

I'm sorry
I saw him
I saw him
Laughing
I could hear them
Laughing
Alive
I could hear them

E. A. Poe
And Johnny Johnson
If you dial in
They're calling from the Western Slope
Who's the thin thread of light
That keeps you strangled in the scenery
That follows my voice --- can you se me?
Then follow my voice

Who raised this banner?
That no one hears --- The Jack
Beneath the axis
Digging under the current
Someone's trying to get back
But who's qualified to retrieve
The soul's enduring song?
From the grottos of her eyes
And the clashing stars

E. A. Poe
And Johnny Johnson
If you dial in
They're calling from the Western Slope
Who's the thin thread of light
That keeps you strangled in the scenery
That follows my voice --- can you se me?
Then follow my voice --- see me?

The returns

But after all
There are such things
And these are the things
Who'll turn your memories back into dreams again
Oh, it's all flying and waving
For you to keep trying
You're so close.
So close.
All the returns
One of these days,
One of these days,
One of these days,
One of these days.

Girl at her volcano

Lush Life

(written by Billy Strahorn)

I used to visit all the very gay places

Those come-what-may places
I used to visit all the very gay places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails.

The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distingue traces
That used to be there -- You could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales

Then you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness...
I thought for a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness...
Of a great love for me.
Ah yes, I was wrong.
Again, I was wrong.

Life is lonely again,
And only last year, everything seemed so sure.
Now life is awful again,
A trough full of hearts could only be a bore.

A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
All I care is to smile in spite of it

I'll forget you, I will
While yet you are still
Burning inside my brain
Romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life in some small dive
And there I'll be, while I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely too.

*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***

Letters from the 9th Ward / Walk Away Renee

(Written by Rickie Lee Jones / Brown-Calilli-Sansone)

 And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame

From deep inside the tears that I'm forced to cry
From deep inside the pain that I chose to hide

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me it cries
 
Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me it cries

Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
Still finds a way to haunt me, though they're so small

Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***

Hey Bub

(Written by Rickie Lee Jones)

 I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would tell me - (poof)
Boy, we were so in love
He moved us to a home there
A place where he'd take care of me
And I'd always know where he'd be

I don't know, it happened so fast
And sometimes all I see is lonely
Oh lonely
 

He's gone and I don't like to hear anymore
All the places that saw us meet
The darkness, there's not much left of our old  town

I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would tell me - (poof)
I miss him...

*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***

My Funny Valentine

(Written by Rogers-Hart, some ad lib by RLJ)

 My funny valentine,
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable, they're un-photographable,
But still, still you're my favorite work of art.

Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak, baby, are you smart?
Please, don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay my funny valentine, stay
Each day is my Valentine's Day
*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***

Under The Boardwalk

(Written by Resnick-Young)

 When the sun beats down, and melts the tar upon the roof
And your shoes get so hot, you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I`ll be

From the park you`ll hear the happy sounds of a carousel
You can almost taste those hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, we`ll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people walking above
Under the boardwalk, we`ll be falling in love
Under the board-walk, board-walk

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be 

Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, that`s where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, out of the sun
Under the boardwalk, we`ll be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people walking above
Under the boardwalk, we`ll be falling in love
Under the board-walk, board-walk 
*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***
Rainbow Sleeves
(Written by Tom Waits)

 You used to dream yourself away each night
To places that you'd never been
On wings made of wishes
That you whispered to yourself
Back when every night the moon and you
Would sweep away to places
That you knew
Where you would never get the blues 

Well now, whiskey gives you wings
To carry
Each one of your dreams
And the moon does not belong to you
But I believe
That your heart keeps young dreams
Well, I've been told
To keep from ever growing old
And a heart that has been broken
Will be stronger when it mends 

Don't let the blues stop you singing
Darling, you've only got a broken wing
Hey, you just hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow sleeves
*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***
So Long
(Written by Larsen-Hall)

 You'll always find what you're after, baby
You'll find the sun and laughter
So Long
My Darling
So Long 

You're alone
Can't seem to find you anywhere
But I know you're better there
So Long
My Darling
So Long

 I lie awake
Thinking about you endlessly
I will wait
Under the stars
That silence me 
*** Thanx a lot to Christopher I. Tirone for this one ***
Something Cool
(Written by Barnes)

Something cool
I'd like to order something cool
It's so warm here in town
And this heat gets me down
And I'd like something cool
My, it's nice

Just to sit down and rest awhile
Hey, you know it's a shame
But I can't think of your name
But I remember your smile
Well, I don't ordinarily drink
With strangers
I guess I usually just, just drink alone
But you were so nice to ask me
And I'm so terribly far from home
Like my dress, well, I must confess
It's very old
Hey, but it's simple and neat
And it's just right for this heat
Hey, I will save my furs for the cold
A cigarette, no , I don't smoke them
As a rule
But, I'll have one, it might be fun
With something

I'll bet you wouldn't imagine
But I once had a house
With so many rooms
I couldn't count them all
Yeah, I know you wouldn't imagine
But I had fifteen different guys
Who would beg and beg to take me to a ball
And I know you wouldn't picture me
The time I went to Paris in the fall
Oh who would think the guy I loved
Was quite so handsome and quite so tall 

Well, it's through, it's through
That was just a memory I had
One I guess I almost forgot
Oh, 'cause the weather's so hot
And I'm feeling so bad
About a date
Oh wait, I'm such a fool
He's just a guy who stopped to buy me
Something cool

The magazine

Gravity

There are wounds that stir up the force of gravity
A cold that will wipe the hope from your eyes
Young girl standing underneath the "L" train
Standing there, watching the trains go by ...
You think that nobody knows where you are, girl
You think that nobody knows how this feels
Alone, in a world of your own
There you are girl
The small things float
To the top of gravity
Gravity
I'm telling you where it is
Gravity

We walk in easy snakes
Through the roulette rattling of the ethyl
And now the arson smell of moon
Polishes a newsstand
They empty the gas can
The watch the fire
If there are three girls running
There are three girls running nowhere
From remedies
That you call random
We call by name
And ask them to explain why

Oh, no I heard somebody
Hush up
Don't say nothing
I thought I heard someone
Well we walk when we want to go
Nobody's gonna be there
Seen somebody, somebody
Be quiet
Nobody's there ...
Nobody

I could not say no to the light of my desire
I'm not asking so much
But you roll-call the passion
His lips ?
No
His back ?
No
His face?
No, no, no
I'm not asking so much!
I try to imagine another planet, another sun
Where I don't look like me
And everything I do matters
Where you are, girl
In your green paint
With a pin to pull
At the fingertips of gravity
Gravity
I'm telling you where it is
Gravity


Juke box fury

Polly and I went to the circus
Polly got hit with a rolling pin
We got even with the circus
We bought tickets but we didn't go in...

You won't like it here
When I first take you,
He's in the back doing his Father O'Riley for the cops.
But you'll like Woody
(He's hiding in the shed)
And we're going with him
I told my brother...
When the Police come
Don't say nothing
Don't say nothing
And the Police will go

Cuz they don't like it
When you beat them to the punch,
They don't like it
When you come in on a hunch.
And I've seen more dreams
Riding on his eyes,
Than a sure thing like
The Starry Skies,
And you'll like it when you find out what he's got
In the backyard,
By the parking lot.

Hey Baby, you're my favorite boy,
I think about you all the time.
And this garbage that you still employ,

Do they really pay for every line?

For the Juke Box Fury
Pounding in your soul,
Juke Box Fury tells them where to go,
Juke Box Fury pounding in your head,
Juke Box Fury every vvord we said when
We were younger
And they hurt us so,
But you never know...

You got a Juke Box.
You can make it even.

Look, I don't like it here.
This is trouble.
That guy keeps gettin'up.
That girl keeps goin'over to the phone
I'm going to talk to them
(You just watch me)
I'm going to tell them;
"I think you two look like you're ready to go.."
Put your foot right here.
D'you get it down all right, dear?
Well, put your foot right here...

Here, baby,
You're the one for me.
This must be Paradise.
She's never where you think she'll be,
But don't worry about it

Cuz the Juke Box Fury's
Pounding in your soul
Juke Box Fury knows where to go
Juke Box Fury pounding in vour head
Juke Box Fury every word we said
When we vvere younger
And they hurt us so
But you never knovv...

You don't knovv vvhat you've got,
You can make it even!
You got a Juke Box!
You can make it even...

Like this:
Doodootin—doodootin—Doo.

Hev Danny! Wait for me!
Hey! Danny?


It must be love

It must be love that whispers in my ear
It must be love that we keep trying to hear
Cuz I imagined this kind of vvonderful choice
I imagine you hear the very same voice
When I speak to you
You say "That's just my imagination"
Oh no, no, no
It Must Be Love
It Must Be Love

Perhaps one girl who was moving in a fine line
Finds one boy in back
That she can always stand behind
And it's you and me
Cuz that's where we want to be
Oh, It Must Be Love,
It Must Be Love

People look through everything they see
Cuz there's so many other things to be
I have seen you walking in the rain
I wanted to know why you were crying
I wanna fix what's wrong...

It must be love the sailor sails for
Must be love that drives a bottle to the bottom of the ocean floor
Because I imagine all kinds of wonderful water
I would have you there wherever I'll go
Way from the seventh sea,
He brings the bottle back to me
Oh, It Must Be Love
Oh, It Must Be Love
People look through evervthing thev see
There's so many other things to be
I have seen you walking in the rain
I want to know whv vou were crying
Baby, let me fix what's wrong...

It must be love that fathoms the moonlight
Must be love that shallovvs
The deepest part of the night
So you can show them vvith vour eye
The things that make them cry,
Because that Must Be Love
It Must Be Love...
And the way you are
Must Be Love
And the things vou Feel
Oh, It Must Be Love,
Oh, It Must Be Love
Must Be Love


Magazine

Homeboys
Calling from the corners
Station to station
For the magazine
But her pages are turning
Out the lights in the windows
And all that you're reading

Is the braille night

I can't come out
And play Paddy with
The Precinct boys no more
But you and me baby
We'll be lovers again
But she's walking to the A
Walking to the B
Walking to the C now,
Where are you going?
I'm just going with him...

He could be anywhere
I don't know where he is
I know he's coming
I know he's coming to me
It could be anyday
I will know right away
I'll know he's Coming
I'll know he's Coming to me
I'll know he's Coming
I'll know he's Coming to me now...

I don't think you know
What you're doing
I don't think you know
That she'll make him cry
Make my baby cry
Cuz you'll break my heart,
Carol, Carol, Carol

There's a flagboy
Calling danger
Watch you're back now
Hey you. Flagboy,
Let'em come, let'em come
Cuz I can see them there
I can see them coming
I can see it all now
Hey you, Flagboy
Let'em come

They don't know where I am
I could be anywhere
I know they're coming
I know they're coming to me
It could be anyday
I will know right away
I know they're coming...
I know they're coming to me
I know they're coming,

Everything's Coming
Everything's Coming to me
Everything's Coming
Alive


The real end

Once I had a sweet love
Always followed me around
The way I treated my little lamb was like
The Marquis D. Sade and Her new clown

I guess I hurt him
I guess I hung up
I guess I should have called him back
I guess I didn't care
Maybe I left him there
Maybe a woman just acts like that

What's a matter?
Hey baby, baby
What's a matter?
Don't you want me?
What's a matter?
Now Baby, baby
What's a matter?

Is this The Real End?
Well, I had some dough,
I had a big car,
I turned around and all the money was spent
I don't know wherever it goes but
That's probably where my baby went

So you got a New boy
He's so fine
He wants to be with you
All the time
Don't tell him he's the only one
Or your New boy becomes a Hard to find

What's a matter?
Hey baby, baby
What's a matter?
Don't you want me?
What's a matter?
Now Baby, baby
What's a matter?

Is this The Real End?

Can I tell you about it?

Once you find yourself
A Better man
Treat him special all of the time
Make him some catfish
Fry it up in bed
Don't leave him hangin' on the telephone line

But keep him guessing
Don't tell him where you are
Keep your old linen to yourself
Keep your bank account
And what you don't worry about,
If you can give,
Well, it i`ust might work out

What's a matter?
Hey baby, baby
What's a matter?
You look so funny
What's a matter?
Now Baby, baby

What's a matter?

Is this the real
Real End?


Deep space

These stars
No one else can see
Trapeze the height of thee
Vanish as they call

These blues
No one else can hear
No one else can sing
This one for you
Can they, dear?

Things that you do are always with me
When you're laughing
You're always here
What's the use in crying?
It won't matter when we're old

This tear will
Finally fall
Keep your eyes here
When there's no net at all

Where the Lord's face
Is an all-night cafe
There's a woman who will wait on
What you have to say
And your dreams are like marbles
In the pocket of a little boy
And they whisper when you hold them
Like a beautiful girl

Beautiful girl


Runaround

My baby's alvvays crying,
My baby wants to see me cry, too.

Chain on my heart is going to break

Cuz every tear that falls in here
Is a dime for the Juke Box Fury
So punch it in
Shake the chain
And listen to the song you're playing
Shake the chain, Shake the chain
At everything I do
Just enough
Everything I wanted to
Just enough
Everything I put you through
Just enough to know
He don't want me
Oh, I think he's polorized
He don't know which way to go
Where would vou be otherwise?
Otherwise? Well, you know we could

Runaround
Because I can get this anyway
Runaround
I can get this anyway
Runaround
l can get this anyway

Light goes down
Somebody could break your heart
Light goes on
You could break somebody's heart
Chain on mv heart is going to break

Every time you try to make me cry
Listen to it now
Punch it in
Shake the chain
I can't take the tears
I can't take the tears
Shake the chain, shake the chain
At everything I do
Just enough
And everything I wanted to
Just enough
And everything I put you through
Just enough to know
He don't want me
Oh, you better wise up girl
You better get smart
You better hide your heart

He's a Runaround
And I could get this anyway
Runaround
I can get this anyway
Runaround
I can get it anyway

Take a deep breath
And break the chain


The unsigned painting

There must be a golden frame
Coming to me
Cuz where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

The very day when you first heard
Your heart beat
Listens for you still
So I think
it's not so much the painting
As what you give yourself
By what you leave

Your signature...

On Sundays the ladies
Took off their wiry, old hats and
Made donuts in the back of
The church. I can
Smell them cooking in middle of mass

Cakes are prizes at carnivals
Holding hands—that's a gift
Of our landscapes
For the heart is always
That one summer night
you stretch it from face to face
Like chewing gum. You can rig it up
And hear each other thru a tin can
Now it bakes and hardens like an old
Dream under the front porch
Where the air is talcum

Mamma's eyes are blue
And Father took the weird beast
We're walking next to you

That is the picture that I see


The weird beast

I brought the Weird Beast here
From Van Nuys Blvd.
So I would not be without a man

When the Tartans reign
Flooded the
Empty streets of Paris...
And on one of these
Passing boats I thought
I saw the Weird Beast
Speaking in the
Russian tongue

Will he kill the Czar?
Will he kill the Czar?

Draw the Weird Beast
Everywhere you go.
Death speaks the foreign
Language we don't know.
Make sure they hear him
Breathing

Someday vou'll meet
A stranger
Locations everywhere
You go
All of the science
You've kept in bottles
Because
Someday this dream is
Going to end

I have this Feeling

A Weird Beast
Is going to come our way


Flying Cowboys

The horses

We will fly
Way up high
Where the cold wind blows
Or in the sun
Laughing having fun
With the people that she knows
And if the situation
Should keep us separated
You know the world won't fall apart
And you will free the beautiful bird
That's caught inside your heart
Can't you hear her ?
Oh she cries so loud
Casts her wild note
Over water and cloud
That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin'
We'll be riding on the horses, yeah
Way up in the sky, little darlin'
And if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up

You will grow
And until you go
I'll be right there by your side
And even then
Whisper the wind
And she will carry up your ride
I hear all the people of the world
In one bird's lonely cry
See them trying every way they know how
To make their spirit fly
Can't you see him ?
He's down on the ground
He has a broken wing
Looking all around

That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin'
You go riding on the horses, yeah
Way up in the sky, little darlin'
And if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up
Can't you hear her ?
Oh she cries so loud
Casts her wild note
Over water and cloud
I'll pick you up darlin' if you fall
Don't worry 'bout a thing little girl
Because I was young myself not so long ago
And when I was young
When I was young
And when I was young, oh I was a wild, wild one.

Just my baby

It seems lately when I walk down the street
There's something in my neighborhood
It's getting stronger every day
There's a rumor that lights up all of me
And it whispers from the rooftops up above
I must hold on or I'll fly away

Oh, no, not the autumn leaves
Lift you up like a flower in the cool night breeze
My heart's just flying when he walks by

Oh, but he's my inspiration
Yes indeed my pride and joy
Don't you say nothing bad about
What's between me and my baby boy

My mom has her point of view
"You'll learn the hard way
If that's what you're gonna do"
My sister don't have much to say
My girlfriend told me when I was young
You'll know him the minute that he's there
Oh can't you feel it coming in the air?

Oh no, not a summer song
Makes the night feel better
When the day goes wrong
My heart's just a singer when he walks by

Oh no, not a summer night
You forget about tomorrow
Cause the world seems right
There goes my baby walking by

Oh, but he's my inspiration
Yes indeed my pride and joy
Don't say nothing bad about
What's between me and my baby boy

There goes my baby walking
There goes my baby walking by ...


Ghetto of my mind

Saving all my money all week long
So I can go out driving with you
Down on Hollywood Boulevard
On friday night, dressed right
I don't take no trouble smoke at the wall
But I still have that leopard-skin hat
That you gave me way back
Before it was cool
And they took it to school

Here in the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey we wild it up, wild it up

I like to dance with my rooner
Cuz when we dance I feel like
We are who we've meant to be
He puts his arms around me
I put my arms around him
And I feel satisfied and free
One night I tried my bandanna around his wrists
And we started to sway and it felt so good
And he said " looky here mamma, looky here
I think I better just see you
Safely out of the neighborhood"
That is to say

The ghetto
The ghetto of my mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey we wild it up, wild it up

Outside my window the noise is all I've got
There are no stars in the sky
Just the sirens and queens
Breaking glass down in the parking lot
That's the world where I live
Sometimes I wonder, oh how can I go on ?
But I know that the world you make inside your head
That's the one you see around, that's what I said
And the one you see
Is the one you make

Inside of the ghetto
The ghetto of your mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey we wild it up, wild it up


Rodeo girl

Out on the range
The quiet, endless still
Where the wild S.S.I
Whispers from these hills
It's a petrified forest
Trailer parks and fords
And there ain't no goin' back
Rodeo girl
Saddle up
There's no more credit in this bank
Try your luck
Up in the East
Down in the West
Hold on tight
To the pony that you love the best

There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
And this world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a rodeo girl

There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
And this world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a rodeo girl

Rodeo girl, rodeo girl
Count all the boxcars
The blue and white stars
That fall for ya rodeo girl

You're lost in the desert
And it's too hot to think
You gotta know about the milk truck
If you want a drink
And when the cowboy's sing
Bobby sands and the bear
You can wet your lips
In the cool pools of despair
Up in the East
Down in the West
Hold on tight
Now you gotta be better than the best

There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
This world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a rodeo girl

There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
This world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a rodeo girl
Rodeo girl

Satellites

Wewere born forever
We are twinned in a fugitive mind
Friends should stay together and
Light the world with the fugitive kind

So you keep talking in many languages
Telling us the way you feel
Don't stop confiding in the road you're on
Don't quit, you're walking satellites

Walking satellites
She laughs satellites
A room filled with satellites
Ahh, walking satellites

We were born forever
Tunneled into the fugitive night
Friends must stay together
Code the world with the fugitive light

I just saw you walking
Ice was reading fortunes by the moonlight
casting runes on the rooftops and alleys
You'll never read it more than you will tonight

So you keep talking in many languages
Telling us the way you feel
Don't stop confiding in the road you're on
Don't quit, you're walking satellites

Walking satellites
She laughs satellites
A room filled with satellites
Ahh, walking satellites


Ghost train

Well I decided to take the bus
It was about 6:05
Cuz I could hardly walk
In fact, I was just barely alive
Under the bridges and over the street
Now every shadow that I meet
They all know my name
And they whisper
" What's a matter hon
Don't you know you're riding on the ghost train"

Jupiter Ray on the bus
I remember when Jupiter came to town
He was one of the best of us
Oh, that stuff can really take you down
Hey, Jupiter Ray is on the bus
I remember when Jupiter was alive
Come to think of it
You all have a strange translucence in your eyes
What's a matter son?
Don't you know you're riding on the ghost train

You just buy your ticket
And get on board
This train don't stop
Cuz we like to ride, ride ride ride
We just wanna ride, ride ride ride

Ding goes the trolley
Bang goes the bell
Somebody call my second cousin
I'm not feeling very well

This is where little blondes check-in their furs
This is where little blondes check-in their hat
Don't worry about where you were at
We took care of that

Mr Driver is this my stop ?
Mr Driver tell me how to get off
Any way you can, any way
Come back into the light

You wanna get to heaven
Take the devil by the hand
And you slide right into the promised land
Cuz this could be the night
And this could be the gate
Everybody's waitin' for you darlin'
So don't be late
What's a matter honey ?
Didn't you pay your money for the ghost train ?

Well I decided to take the bus
It was about 6:05
Cuz I could hardly walk
In fact, I was just barely alive

Flying cowboys

Down there by the river is a man
Whose born is twisted into shapes
Unknown to the wicked and the wise
And he bears the look of an animal
Who's seen things no animal should ever see
He has been driven beyond all towns
And all the systems until now though it is
Long past too far he keeps going

Because it's a desert
Because it's a desert

We come to the river
We'll walk away from all this now
We come to the water
We'll walk away from all this now

She first saw him he was standing in the doorway
Illuminated from behind by a light
Though imaginary posses chased them
To these distant adobes
Standing on the cliffs today
I thought I saw you below
My shadow growing smaller

It's a desert because
Because it's a desert
They'll be asking me about you forever
I guess

We come to the river
We'll walk away from all this now
We come to the water
We'll walk away from all this now

Long coats on the prairie
Lying in the dust
Who can I turn to ?
Who can I trust ?
Were you walking on the water ?
Playing in the sun ?
But the world is turning faster
Than it did when I was young

When I was young
When I was young

Oh, when I was young I was a wild, wild one


Don't let the sun catch you crying

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
The night's the time for all your tears
Your heart may be broken tonight
But tomorrow with the morning light
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'

The nighttime shadows disappear
And with them go all your tears
Cuz the morning will bring joy for every girl and boy
So don't let the sun catch you cryin'

We know that cryin's not a bad thing
But stop your cryin' when the birds sing
It may be hard to discover
That you've been left for another
But don't forget that love's the game
That can always come again
So don't let the sun catch you cryin'

Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Don't let the sun catch you cryin'
Oh, no.

Love is gonna bring us back alive

Love's gonna bring us back alive
Love's gonna bring us back alive
Over mountains where no one goes
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
We've been runnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta keep runnin'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
'Til love brings us back alive

We've been outlaws on the run
Sometimes outlaws on the run
I was just a baby when I fired my gun
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
That's why I keep a-runnin', runnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta keep a-runnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
'Til love brings us back alive

Well the river's only water
And the mountain's only gold
They'll get old
Tell me, will you walk through this world alone?

Over mountains
We'll come home
Through the desert
We're gonna come home
There's no water
Where this wind has blown
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Well the rain come down
Oh yeah, yeah , yeah
But we can't stop now
Oh baby, love bring us back alive

Hey! hey !

Away from the sky

For all that it cost him
He never did complain
The chicken-headed man
Feathering the rain

But the last bus is tired
And everybody's gone
The horses are waiting
In the middle of the lawn

Gone for the rodeo
Gone from the tundra, gal
It's after the fair
Is it bleeding out of you?

"Come into my trailer
We'll toast a little bread
Oh look, you've left a hole
Where you laid on my bed"
He said

But you keep what you can keep
When you dive into the deep
There's year after frozen year
That's where I saved you there

Oh, away from the sky X4

But everybody's gone now
It's after the fair
And the horses are painted
With the waiting of the lawn

You turn the carousel on
When th elights have closed down
And watch your ponies run
Through the middle of town

So there ya go, little gal, there ya go
Gone from the tundra now
It's after the fair
That's where I ...

Over the fences again
And the vacuums in the hall
And the planes up in the air
That's where I hear you best

Oh, away from the sky X4

Atlas' marker

Maybe you want another world
One where heaven doesn't weigh so much
Maybe you'll find another girl
One you can feel when you do not touch
Well I've got something
Warm inside me
It won't let you fall
'Til I see
Somewhere better than this place
Some night you'll open your eyes and live far away
Somewhere better than the world

I'm an aviator now
Atlas hold me in your arms, I'll fly
Over this tenement waterfall
This wet buries all the tears we've cried
I dream of you coming to me
Swimming in a water
Of many hearts I've known
Beneath new stars they're calling
Somewhere better than this place

Oh! don't stay at home with your momma in the dark
Go find the arc
Show them the atlas' marker
You walk into school like you got nothin' to win
They won't let you in without atlas' marker

Oh, my sister's buried here so deep
I hear her digging in her sleep
Somewhere better than his place
Sometimes she closes her eyes
And she's out in space
Somewhere better than the world where we live

Pop Pop

My one and only love

The very thought of you makes
My heart sing,
Like an April breeze
On the wings of spring.
And you come to me all your splendor,
My one and only love.
The shadow's fall ans spread their
Mystique charms in the hush of night,
While you're in my arms.
I feel your lips, so warm and tender,
My one and only love.
The touch of your hand is like heaven.
A heaven that I've never known.
The blush on your cheek,
Whenever I speak,
Tells me that you are my own.
You fill my eager heart with
Such desire,
Every kiss you give
Sets my soul on fire.
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.
The blush on your cheek,
Whenever I speak,
Tells me that you are my own.
You fill my eager heart with
Such desire.
Every kiss you give
Sets my soul on fire.
I give myself in sweet surrender,
My one and only love.
My one and only love.

Spring can really hang you up the most

Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post
I lie in my room
Staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most

Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast
I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most

All ?? the birds twitter-twitt
I know this tune
This is love, this is it
Heard it before
And don't I know the score
And I've decided that spring is a bore

Love seems sure around the new year
Now it's April
Love is just a ghost
Spring arrived on time
Only what became of you, dear
Spring can really hang you up the most

Doctors once prescribed a tonic
Sulfur and molasses was the dose
That didn't help one bit
My condition must be chronic
Spring can really hang you up the most

All alone, the party is over
Old man winter was a gracious host
But when you keep praying
For snow to hide the clover
Spring can really hang you up the most.

Hi-Lili-hi-lo

The song of love is a sad song
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
The song of love is a sound of woe
Don't ask me how i know
The song of love is a sad song
For i have loved and it's so
I wake up this morning
And watch the rain
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
Tomorrow i will probably love again
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo

The song of love is a sad song
For i have loved and it's so
I wake up this morning
And watch the rain
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo
Tomorrow i'll probably love again
Hi-lili hi-lili hi-lo

*** Thanx a lot to Magne & Pedro who corrected some mistakes ***

Up from the skies

Tell me everything

I just want to talk to you
I won't do you no harm
I just want to know about your different lives
On this is here people farm
I heard some of you got your families
Living in cages tall and cold
And some just sit there and dust away
Past the age of old.
Is this true ?
Please let me talk to you.

I just wanna know
The rooms behind your minds
Uh do I see a vacuum there
Or am I going blind ?
Or is it just remains of vibrations
And they happen long ago ?
Things like "Love the world" and
"Let your fancy flow"
Is this true ?
Please let me talk to you
Is this true ?
I just wanna talk to you.

I have lived here before
The days of ice
So of course this is why
I'm so concerned about the earth
'Cause I come back to find
The stars are misplaced
And the smell of a world
That's burned
A smell of a world
That's burned.

So where do I purchase my ticket ?
I'd just like to have a ringside seat
I wanna hear about these new Mother Earth
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything
I want to hear and see everything

I want you to show me
I want you to say to me
Show me everything
Oh yeah is that true ?
Is that true ?
Please let me talk to you
Oh my new Mother Earth
I won't do you no harm
Yes I have lived here before,
Many times many times
I know you.

The Second Time Around

Love is wonderful, the second time around
Just as wonderful, with both feet on the ground
It's that second time you hear your love song sung
Makes you think perhaps that love, like youth, is wasted, is wasted on the young

Love's more comfortable the second time you fall
Like a friendly home the second time you call
Who can say, what rought us to this miracle we've found

There are those who'd bet
Love comes but once - and yet
I'm oh so glad we met
The second time around


Love's more comfortable the second time you fall
Like a friendly home the second time you call
Who can say, what rought us to this miracle we've found

There are those who'd bet
Love comes but once - and yet
I'm oh so glad we met
The second time around


Dat dere

Hey mama, what's that there?
And what's that doing there?
Hey mama, up here! Mama, hey look at that over there!
And what's that doing there?
And where're they going there?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?

Who's that in my chair?
And what's he doing there?
Mummy, up here!
Mummy, can I go over there?
Hey mummy, what is square?
And where do we get air?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?

Quit talking!
There's no more anything here!
Forever to manage to know who and why and where!
Quit that, child!
Sometimes the questions get filed!
And mummy can I have that big elehpant over there?

Don't wanna comb my hair
And where's my teddy bear?
Mummy, up here!
Look at the cowboy coming there!
And can I have a pair
Of boots like that to wear?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there?

Time will march
Days will go
And little baby's going to grow
I gotta tell her what she needs to know
I'll help her along
And she'll be strong
And she'll know right from wrong

As life's parade goes marching by
She's gonna need to know some reasons why
I don't have all the answers
But I'll try the best as I can
I'll make him a man, that's right

'Cause you give the kid your best
And hope she passes the test
And I find it so hard I taught him well ***
Somewhere though she's going I betting I never will forget ***
Mummy, can I have that big elephant over there?

Hey why they do that there?
And how you put that there?
Hey mummy, up here! Hey mummy, what that say up there?
Hey mummy, what is fair?
How come I have to share?
And mummy can I have that big elephant over there? (3x)

I'll be seeing you

Cathedral bells were tolling
And our hearts sang on,
Was it the spell of Paris
Or the April dawn?
Who knows, if we shall meet again?
But when the morning chimes ring sweet again:

I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through:
In that small cafe,
The park across the way,
The children's carousel,
The chestnut trees,
The wishing well.
I'll be seeing you in every lovely summer's day,
In everything that's light and gay,
I'll always think of you that way
I'll find you in the morning sun,
And when the night is new,
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you.


Bye bye blackbird

Pack up all your cares and woes
Here I go singing low,
bye bye blackbird.

Where someone waits for me
Sugars sweet and so is he,
bye bye blackbird.

No one here can love and understand me,
Oh what hard luck stories thay all hand me.

Make my bed and light the light
I'll arrive late tonight,
bye bye blackbird

The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men

Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye

All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
Knowing neon nights
Missing all the stars

All the sad young men
Drifting through the town
Drinking up the night
Trying not to drown

All the sad young men
Singing in the cold
Trying to forget
That they're growing old

All the sad young men
Choking on their worth
Trying to be brave
Running from the truth

Autumm turns the leaves to gold
Slowly dies the heart
Sad young men are growing old
That's the cruelest part

All the sad young men
Seek a certain smile
Someone they can hold for a little while
Tired little girl does the best she can
Trying to be gay for her sad young man

While the grimy moon
Watches from above
All the sad young men
Play of making love

Misbegotten moon
Shine for sad young men
Let your gentle light
Guide them home tonight
All the sad young men

I Won't Grow Up

I won't grow up
I don't wanna go to school
Just to learn to be a puppet
And recite a silly rule

If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Not me.

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
In the middle of July

And if it means that I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air
I'll never grow up, won't grow up, never grow up
So there

Never gonna be a man
I won't!
Like to see somebody try
And make me!
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man
Catch me if you can

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
To try to act just like a guy

'Cause growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful things that's ever been
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Again

Growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful thing that's ever been
I won't grow up, never grow up, won't grow up
Again.
Not me.
Not I.

*** Thanx a lot to Magne who corrected some mistakes ***

Love Junkyard

Dented bodies, broken souls
Wilted roses, hearts grow cold
Unhappy endings and shattered dreams
There go all the nearly real things

Where's the candlelight, where's the smiles
Man this place goes on for miles
There's heaps and heaps of wedding rings
Equal space for tramps and kings

There's no doberman dogs or security guards at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard

Tanks of teardrops shed in vain
Mixin with the pouring rain
Promises go up in smoke
Freight cars full of abandoned (?) hurt and hope

There's no doberman dogs or security guards at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, come as you are, yeah, to the love junkyard

Tiny trysts or grand affairs, thereís no more need for teddy bears
The time for pretty words has past, so fly the flag of love half mast
At the love junkyard, yeah

There's no dobermans though or security guards at the love junkyard
Open twenty four hours, bring your broken heart, to the love junkyard

To the love, to the love junkyard
Is that you, is that you, is that you baby, is that you...
Look what I've done for you ...

*** Thanx a lot to Blaine & Kevin for this one ***

Comin' back to me

( Jefferson Airplane )

The summer had inhaled and held its breath too long
The winter looked the same as if it never had gone
And through an open window where no curtain hung

I saw you
I saw you

One begins to read between the pages of a book
The shape of sleepy music and suddenly you're hooked
Through the rain upon the trees that kisses on the run

I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me

You can't stay and live my way
Scatter my love like leaves in the wind
You always say that you won't go away
But I know what it always has been
It always has been

A transparent dream beneath an occasional sigh
Most of the time I just let it go by
Now I wish it hadn't begun

I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me

Strolling the hills overlooking the shore
I realize I've been here before
The shadow in the mist could have been anyone

But I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me

Small things like reasons are put in a jar
Whatever happened to wishes wished on a star
Was it just something that I made up for fun

I saw you
I saw you
Comin' back to me


Traffic from paradise

Pink Flamingos

Dan and I like Las Vegas, never seen the sea
Where the river, where the river bed runs dry
She closes his eyes, puts her ear to his shirt
And listens to the whole wide earth
Lila's ready, she look in the mirror
He has stopped, he can't hear her
She stops in a bar, apparently she is unhurt
And with a little bit of change, oh feels good
She washes her wings in the dirt
And the bar is filled with angels cuz the world is turned upside down
All of you've been walking on your heads
Since the day your feet touched the ground
Any day, any day we'll go home
Any day, any day we'll go home, home
Well he knocks on the door, someone show him how
And I seen them before, I know him somehow
Why does he stick to my fingers?
Why does this look like his soul?
They could just make him a heaven or hell
What don't they?
I don't know
What do they want with these angels?
Why don't they take them to Reno?
Nobody ever comes for them
They're all inside of the casinos
Look at them poking like flightless birds falling from paper plates
Oh home, heavenly earthbound
But the spirit cannot wait to fly like the pink flamingos
To fly like the pink flamingos, fly, fly ?

Altar boy

A monk with a hard on in a lavender robe
That scratches his thighs for the height that he strode
As he follows a path filled with harried desire
And mimics his footsteps and sets his prayers on fire
Glad to have chosen that which left no choice
To sing without loving in a solitary voice
To observe with passion each careful denial
The protrusions which give my life meaning for a while

Sometimes I see you eating berries and weeds
You're brushing your teeth with licorice seeds
Standing too close, holding your clothes
Smiling at God, the meaning of life grows
No, no I'll never tell and I'll never know
What candles you light after the show
And I'll never tell and I'll never ask
The meaning of life after mass

*** Thanx a lot to Christian who updated this one ! ***

Stewart's coat

Hold me love, I can't sleep again
Will I have to kiss your nose?
I wanna lay here next to him, love
I remember walking in the rain
Rain was falling on my hands
I don't wanna live through that again, no
Outside the heart it gets dark now
And I was walking in the park now
Children singing songs that
Will now make all our dreams come true
I'm in love with you
I know it takes is love
Love is a healing thing
When you give everything
You're loving the world
The world gives you love to hold onto
Remembering, we seldom remember love

Chorus:
(Somewhere) Just give me many chances
(Far away) I'll see you through it all
(Remember) Just give me time to learn to crawl

In September, when the rain comes, and the wind blows,
I will see you walking in that coat, oh
And if you let me, I will keep you here inside the stars,
I will love the sound of my sheets
Oh, you have moved beneath them
(repeat chorus)

*** Thanx to Stephen who corrected me for this one ***

Beat angels

Begging round the sun beaten streets
I can't make me no connections
Locals here no speak no English
Where is my woman, well no one knows
Ah well, some girls just have to leave in the night
While you're fast asleep
But I don't worry, I move in the dark
There were lights, there were border lights
I thought I heard that drum in the distance playing
I saw the light, I crossed my heart and beat angels were there

I woke in some hotel room
I could hardly remember my name
They were only sixteen years old
I felt so lonely, I felt so ashamed

I know sometimes I just have to leave
In the night, while you're fast asleep
But I don't worry, I move in the dark
There were lights, there were border lights
I thought I heard that drum in the distance playing
I turned around, I crossed my heart and beat angels were there

Don't you wonder where one goes wrong
Is it somewhere in a foreign rain?
We're sitting out the storm
Every lamplight in town
Man don't know when he's got it his grace
Till beat angels come and take her away, beat angels, beat angels
Well I crossed my heart and beat angels were there, beat angels?

Tigers

The tigers come at four 
Shaped like the curtain and the floor
Like the stars they once were wild and cold

Your turn to see me 
I canít believe its really you 
Sharpening your teeth on my low womb

Playing with tigers 
Chasing the lampshade with my toes
Playing with tigers 
ĎTil i find out where it goes

You check your clothes 
You come and lay with me a while 
In the theater of dream 
We are sleeping in the aisle
Wind climbs up the brick
Carrying brightly colored ghosts 
They play on you with 
The light from the street below 

Playing with tigers 
Chasing the lamp with my toes
Playing with tigers 
Until I find out where it goes

Where it goes, where it goes 
I tried to leave you 
But you sent all the cars to bring me back
Tigers are falling like paper on our parade 
Tigers, tigers.
And the mail blowing out of the mailbox 
Down the street, yeah yeah
Tigers. 

I can't tell you anymore than that.
I'll tell you tomorrow when the train comes.
Tomorrow when the train comes


Rebel Rebel

Got your mother in a whirl
'Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey, babe, your hairs alright
Hey, babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing, and we look divine
You know fans when they play it hard
They want more, and you want it fast
Put you down, say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Got your mother in a whirl
'Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey, babe, your hairs alright
Hey, babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing, and we look divine
You know fans when they play it hard
They want more, and you want it first
Put you down, say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got transmission and a live wire
Got your cue lines and a handful of ludes
You could be there when they count up the dues
And I love your dress
I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
How could they know?
How could they know?
What you wanna know
Where'd you wanna go?
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
How could they know?
Etc...

Jolie Jolie

Jolie, jolie, pretty little thing
Berce moi toute la nuit
All I want you to do is just be happy
And we went on a walk and we went on a hill
And come back up again, you know I will
Just to bring you the mail, to me it's just another hill
Jolie, jolie,
Berce moi, prend sur toi toute la nuit
dancing love
All I want you to do is just be happy, be happy
Do you want me to fly to heaven's gate?
I won't wait
I'll go right away cuz to me it's just another day
Jolie, jolie,
Berce moi, prend sur toi toute la nuit
dancing
All I want you to do is just be happy, even happier than that

Do you want me to stop every time I start?
When I kiss your lips and you break my heart
But I do this to me it's just a little kiss
It's just a little kiss
Uh, huh, stay right there on the "A"
Yeah baby stay there
Oh daddy, you can only do the best you can
I just want you to be happy, eh

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

Running from mercy

Oh sacred place that sets my soul alive
There's a rainbow above me that the storm clouds hide
And kind works will never die
Cuz the magic in kindness springs from the love, love, love
Little acts of kindness and little words of love
Make our earthly home heaven above
And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal
A fire within, no cross, no crown
Running from mercy, hidden and coy
Swimming upstream down oceans of joy
Die in the arms of a natural life
Waking our happiness drowning in light
Waking our happiness drowning in light
Little acts of kindness, little words of love
Make our earthly home like heaven above
And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal
A fire within, no cross, no crown
This thing would end up on the wind
Slow to stop our ways sing (chorus)

You, you wake up!, come on boy, come on little boy
Don't you stop her, don't you stop her
There's that door
I've got that door
I know where that door is
Just follow me and you wake up
Come on with me girl
Tomorrow

A stranger's car

Take the train
Oh you have run as far as you can go
They've tied your fingers to rails of stars
Can you hear the whistle blow?
There's is no one here to beat out your brains
There's no one who'll make you cry
If your parents kill you year by year
Well here's the time to say goodbye
And it's oh so bad from far away
And it's always warm inside
There's children there
There's children there
Who will touch your face?
Who will fill your pockets?
Avoid that tangled street
And who will count the marbles there?
And who will save your penny ring?
Come and meet the angels born this day
Sleep now the night is late
Be still until this wayward bird lets go of heaven's gate

The albatross

There, there is my ship
Finally come in
I see the mast rolling on the steps
Over the garden wall
I hear the sailor's call
I see the albatross

Over and down now I'll go home
Home to my children I left behind
Long ago with my mother the moon
That's where my father is
This broken heart is his

Archipelago is turning, turning to strangers
Here in the world, turning to strangers
Oh, they hold on
Here, here's where we live
Here is a sea, my family
We'll always be young as we've ever been
Death will not part us again nearer to heaven than
10,000 ancestors who dream of me
Well I hear you dreaming of me
Yeah sometimes, dream of me!


Ghostyhead

Little yellow town

Low tide tonight, low tide little yellow town
Green life teems up from the underground
Glows in the dark, sifts the sands of garbage
Reach hard in for the ragged star fish
And only her lipstick bleeds,
And the color seeds into all your paint by number schemes
What was yellow, what was white, what was day, what was night
And now in soft detective voices the past rises
And follows you in shapes of rain and dew
And you walk through the fun house,
Those sonic faces hit you like a bus
'Till you're knocked down by the doppler waves of trust
And over here I scare myself day after day,
Cube after cube, dot after dot laying down on the kitchen floor,
Tapped into the secret code she's a down girl,
The acid's eating out her mind
The altered universe, step right up
Door swings both ways and now tattooed children, two-legged potions
Follow us while lightening bugs circle overhead,
While lightening bugs circle overhead...
We tear their wings off and memorize what they said
Chasing us across summer and into sleep
It's down rain, down time, she's a real down girl,
the acid's eating out her mind...
'Till all is new and all is changed, the altered world
Spells out your name, see if it works

Road kill

What's the matter with it? why's it look that way?
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's that on its back? where's it trying to go?
A mystical vision got dressed up one night
Locked the door, walked through the misty porch light
Headed over to somebody's house
For an occasion long awaited
As it crossed the road, vista del mar
A big red car
Big black tires, nice corvette
And the future has not arrived yet
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill
Moonlight on the hill, and the future is a road kill
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's the matter with it? I just saw it yesterday
The police came, the neighbors too
They tried to pick it up, what else can you do?
Meanwhile, somebody's waiting back at the house
For the future to dawn bright across the sky
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the road kill
Moonlight on the hill, lights up the future
What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say?
What's the matter with it? why won't it go away?
What's the matter with it? why won't it close its eyes?
What's the matter with it? who are those guys? what's the matter with it...

Matters

What you wish for, what you think
The photographs you carry around
What whispers to yourself when you're finally gone
What you take when you go
Adds up to the big number
What you leave with
Who you know
Makes the big picture matter
It doesn't matter if you're fat
Wear a helmet or wear a hat
If you're sorry or if you're sure
Who you are is who you were, who you were matters
So deep inside yourself
Looking out at everyone else
Think a thing, in a while you meet it on the street
Because it matters...
Ah...house across the sand

Firewalker

Julie got some ecstasy, she laid down on the steering wheel
Love comes to the first thing love sees
Love comes to the first thing that makes it real, makes it real
Everybody's been hit, everybody's been hurt
Everybody's been kicked, everybody's been dirt
Everybody had to drive all night to reach L.A. in the morning light
Try to lighten up, want to back you up
But you just back down
Julie got some brown girlfriend, got it for a coin
Landlord threw her clothes out on the street in the tenderloin
Everybody's been a dog, everybody's had to beg everybody's been a moth,
Been a moth, when she woke up on her knees, everybody made her say please
I was in a wild place where I go, I couldn't hear you
Julie found gOd in a bus station and she liked it a lot
You put your money in the basket that comes, you remember the first one that you bought
Everybody starts out pure, starts out ridiculous, starts out beautiful nobody wants to be alone
Out here I'm all on my own
I try to lighten up, I always bear down, I want to back you up
Julie found a sailor boy, sailed off to the deep blue sea
So Firewalker you can walk on me, walk on me...

Howard

The spirits of her abortion had manifested...
The spirits of all her abortions manifested themselves into the furniture in the room
There would be a chair waiting, smiling, the pictures on the wall watched her in disbelief
She'd go carry the garbage out to the sidewalk and come back in and sit with all her children inanimate, petrified forever
A little boy named Howard, everybody knows one of those guys in school who kills everything he finds,
Every little cat, every mouse, every dog, likes to burn his sister with cigarettes
Diabolical schemes, everything has been conspired, the doors wired
That's 'cause those south Americans tied him up in a chair,
He was doing that dope deal, he never got over that
You're just made of words, you're just made of sounds

Ghostyhead

Ghostyhead, ghostyhead, standing in the door
You think if you don't answer
I can't hear you anymore
Chains you hung from ear to ear
Finally drug your head
But I can see through anything
I know what you bled
Ghostyhead, ghostyhead, you think that I can't see
The shadow of another girl
Each time you look at me
People came from far away to watch us drop you in
But ghostyhead the crowd is gone
Come back up again
Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Come out on the porch
There's a serpent caught in a fisher's net
Virgins light the torch
'Cause who this night would not stay warm
By any light they could?
You just eat your bread and cake
And tell them it was good

Sunny Afternoon

Walking down my street
Here's the room where I live
Here's the neighbor children, sometimes they bother me
Here's the window where you left
How can I forget to look,
How can I forget
A sunny afternoon
A plane goes by
Walking with my cat around
It's a sunny afternoon
Here's the window where you left
How can I forget to look
No matter where you move the light
Somebody's always got a needle in her eye
You can pet her, she won't bite
She's been lying very still all night

Scary chinese movie

And my hands are flickering and the water turns to tracing paper and I watch you dry
I'm an army of stills like you flick between your fingers
You will always make me be faster than I am
There's a banner rising
I know sorry when I see its bones
We will always end up washed up on the shore and my hands are flickering,
Some one's reading the book over us,
White letters cross your trousers, we were always being dubbed

Cloud of unknowing

So he dropped the webs of the spider of heaven down through the clouds,
All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell
Far above in heaven a bird flys through the terrible cloud of unknowing
Trust can make a man into a wood, trust can make a man green
An everything that longs to Be
Broken and small enough to see
To be held in his hands
To be a part and yet alone
Here he is, reaching for...the speed of light
Here he is, reaching for...the sound of forgiveness
Now wounding 'round the waterfront she listens for a voice
A sign of Mother God, a sign of God the lad
I long to enter you with gentleness and compassion
But sorrow is always an open door
I know many days go by and I forget to look up at the stars
I forget there are stars, I forget there is the rest
Thin threads of light follow you around
Through the pale blue, down your skin
Down your skin

Vessel of light

A distant light finds me when I'm with you
A distant light knows me when I'm through
Once I mistake you
For somebody else
Mistook you for somewhere, mistook you
A distant light that binds me
A distant sound that finds me
When I'm through
True Vessels of Light


It's like this

Show biz kids

( W.Becker, D.Fagen )

After closing time
At the country Fair
I detect the El Supremo
In the room at the top of the stairs

Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels
As the facts unravel
I've found this to be true

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

They got the house on the corner
With the rug inside
They got the booze they need
All that money can buy

They got the shapely bods
They got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for the coup-de-gras
They're outrageous
So honey let me tell you how

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

Show biz kids making movies of themselves
They don't give a fuck about anybody else

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night

Trouble Man

(Marvin Gaye)

I've come of heart, baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it surely, playin' by the rules
I've come of heart, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble, sure movin' down the line
I've come of heart, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way

I've come of heart, baby
I've been for real
With a trouble man
I'm gonna keep movin', i'm gonna roll to town
I've come of heart, come on, get down
There's only three things that's for sure
Taxes, death and trouble

Well this I know, baby
This I know babe
Let the sweat through you
Should you think about me (?)
Get me singin', yeah, yeah, ooo

I've come of heart, I had to fight
Take care of my business (?) with all my might
I've come of heart, I had to win
Then start all over and then again
I've come of heart, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way

I've heard some places and I've seen some places
I've never had tensions, I give my directions
When people say; that's OK, they don't bother me
I'm ready to make it, don't care 'bout the weather
Don't care 'bout no trouble, got myself together
I've seen the kind of protection's all around me

I've come of heart, baby
I've been for real
With the Trouble Man
I'm gonna keep movin', goin' goin' tight
I've come of heart, come on, get down
There's only three things for sure
Taxes, death and trouble

This I know, baby
This I know, baby
Hey now, let it sweat, baby, oh

I've come of heart, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it, baby, playin' by the rules
I've come of heart, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble, sure movin' down the line
I've come of heart, but that's OK
'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way
Don't get in my way
Movin' down the line


For No One

( Lennon/McCartney )

Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all the words of kindness linger on 
When she no longer needs you

She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years

You want her, you need her
And yet you don't believe her when she says her love is dead
You think she needs you

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years

You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
She doesn't need him

Your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be time when all the things she said will fill your head
You won't forget her

And in her eyes you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years

Smile

( Charlie Chaplin )

Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

And light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

The Low Spark of High-Heeled Boys

(Winwood/Capaldi)

If you see something that looks like a star
Shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys
And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
Of the low spark of high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys

If you had just a minute to breathe
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something similar as this?
Don't worry too much
It'll happen to you
As sure as your sorrows are joys
And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of 
The low spark of high-heeled boys

The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car 
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead 
By a gun that didn't make any noise
And it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was 
The low spark of high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys

If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I do for you?
Or take me for a ride
Strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something no one destroys
And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound
The low spark of high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys

On the street where you live

( A.J.Lerner, F.Loewe )

I have often walked 
Down this street before 
But the pavement always stayed
Beneath my feet before
All at once am I 
Several stories high 
Knowing I'm 
On the street
Where you live.

Are there lilac trees 
In the heart of town? 
Can you hear a lark 
In any other part of town? 
Does enchantment pour 
Out of every door? 
No, it's just On the street
Where you live.

And oh, the tow'ring feeling
Just to know 
Somehow you are near 
The overpow'ring feeling
That any second 
You may suddenly appear.

You know, 
People stop and stare, 
They don't bother me 
For there's nowhere else on earth
That I would rather be 
Let the time go by, 
I don't care if I
Can be here 
On the street 
Where you live.

And oh, the tow'ring feeling
Just to know 
Somehow you are near 
The overpow'ring feeling
That any second 
You may suddenly appear.

You know, 
People stop and stare, 
They don't bother me 
For there's nowhere else on earth
That I would rather be 
Let the time go by, 
I don't care if I
Can be here 
On the street 
Where you live
Can be here 
On the street 
Where you live.

I can't get started

( Ira Gershwin / Vernon Duke )

Iv'e been around the world in a plane
I've settled revolutions in Spain
The North Pole I have charted
But man I can't get started with you
And at the golf course I'm under par
Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star
I've got a house and a show place
But can't get no place with you

You're so supreme
The lyrics I write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good dose it do
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
Even Gabel had me to tea
But now I'm broken hearted
Can't get started with you

You're so supreme
The lyrics I write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
But what good does it do
I've been consulted by Franklin D.
Even Basic had me to tea
But now I'm broken hearted
Can't get started with you

Up a lazy river

( H.Carmichael, S.Arodin )

Up a lazy river by the old mill run
Lazy river in the noon day sun
Linger awhile in the shade of a tree
Throw away your troubles,
Dream with me.
Up a lazy river where the robin's song
Wakes the mornin'
We'll roll along
May be blue skies 'bove
Everyone's in love
Up a lazy river
How happy we'll be
Up a lazy river with me
Up a lazy river by the old mill run
That lazy, lazy river in the noon day sun
You can linger for awhile in the shade of a tree
Throw away your troubles, baby
Dream a dream of me.
Up a lazy river where the robin's song
Wakes a brand new mornin'
Where we can roll along
There may be blue skies up above
But as long as we're in love
Yeah, we'll be up a lazy river
How happy we could be
Up a lazy river with me.
Oh, that half way mark, yeah.
Up a lazy river where that robin's song
Awakes a brand new mornin'
We can roll along
There are blue skies up above
And as long as we're in love
We'll be up a lazy river
Up a crazy, lazy, river
Up a lazy river
I ain't goin' your way, get out of my way
Up a lazy river with me.

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

Someone To Watch Over Me 

( George & Ira Gershwin )

There's a somebody I'm longing to see 
I hope that he turns out to be 
Someone who'll watch over me 

Oh I'm a little lamb who's lost in the woods
And I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me. 

Oh you may not be a guy
Some girls think of as handsome and lovely
But to my heart you carry the key! 

Won't you tell him please
To put on some speed
Follow my lead
Cause all I need
Someone to watch over me

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

Cycles

( Gayle Caldwell )

So I'm down and so I'm out
So are many others
So I feel like tryin'
To hide my head
'Neath these covers
Life is like the seasons
After winter comes the spring
So I'll ?? and stay awhile
And see what tomorrow brings

I've been told and I believe
That life is meant for livin'
Even when my chips are low
There's still some left for givin'
I've been many places
Maybe not as far as you
So I think I'll stay awhile
And see if some dreams come true

There isn't much that I have learned
Through all my foolish years
Except that life just run in cycles
First there's laughter, then those tears

But I'll keep my head up high
Although I'm kind of tired
Oh I just up and left last week
Friday I got fired
You know it's almost funny
Things can't get worse than now
But I'll keep on tryin' to sing
But please, just don't ask me how

One Hand One Heart

(  Bernstein & Sondheim )

Make of our hands 
One hand,
Make of our hearts
One heart.
Make of our vows
One last vow,
Only death will part
Us now.

Make of our lives
One life,
Day after day
One life.
Now it begins,
Now we start,
One hand, one heart.
Even death won't part
Us now.


The Evening Of My Best Day

Ugly Man

He's an ugly man
He always was an ugly man
He grew up to be like his father
An ugly man

And he'll tell you lies
He'll look at you and tell you lies
He grew up to be like his father
Ugly inside

Hey - ugly man
What's the plan?
If people knew
What would they do
To the ugly man?
Having fun?
But will we be here
When you're done
With me....?

Revolution
Now it's finally going to come
Everywhere that you're not looking
Revolution

And we'll take it back
Now we take the country back
Everywhere that you're not looking
Ugly man
Ugly man
Ugly man

A Second Chance

Summertime and everything is sweet
Walking barefoot to the circle k
On the burning street
Summertime and everything's on fire
This town is a drive-by for the
Whole inland empire

But down on the boulevard
They take it very hard

But it's alright, it's OK
I was going to move out of here anyway
Don't look at me, I've got nothing to say
Countdown to ecstasy

They are very rich, those boys uptown
They got so much now they wanna
Let it trickle down

La la la la la la

Summertime and everything is chill
Cops and gangsters cruising
Everybody's dressed to kill

Summertime and everything is cool
In the halfway house for sex offenders
By the school

They're laughing, they're dancing
They're calling everyone

Step right up, don't be shy
Buy a second chance
You need a favor?
I got a guy
Who can buy you a second chance...

But it's alright with me
If they lock you up
Then I can be free
Six of you
Half a dozen of me
So count down...
Alright, OK,
I was gonna move out of there anyway
Don't look at me
I've got nothing to say
As you countdown to ecstasy
Countdown to ecstasy

Bitchenostrophy

Close your eyes and dream of me
You've found the one you love
Life is long and then it's through
But you go on and on

Nous serons une nuit brillante
Comme tous les papillons
Longue (est) la vie
La mort...ce n'est pas finI
Toujours je suis...un papillon
La nuit ....les papillons
Je suis les papillons

Little Mysteries

A gypsy boy came up to you
With a newspaper spread across his arm
To hid his fingers in your pocket...

Meanwhile, in another part of town
I buy a ticket for a game
And la petite femme, smoking les gitanes
Is writing down my name

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries
Yeah, little mysteries, little mysteries

A plane goes down in kc, mo
In a simple twist of fate
A trail of lies leads us to orlando
But we are days too late

For a certain brother down in florida
Famous for his cake
And when the boys came over from texas
They said "we'll take everything we can take..."

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries
Yeah, little mystereis, little mysteries

Nobody wants to know
Nobody wants to see

Now four years later
Another senator hits the ground
This time the boys make sure
That his wife is with him when he goes down

And while everybody's looking up
In a race too close to call
T he election quietly slips into
The third door down the hall.

Oh, little mysteries, little mysteries.
Yeah, little mysteries, little mystereies

Could be next to you.
Someone you've known for years
A car parked down by the airport
At the edge of town.....

Lap Dog

Lap dog lap dog where you gonna go?
If I put you out in the rain and snow
If I put you out in the rain and snow
Where the sun dont shine and the cold wind blow

Lap dog lap dog who you gonna see?
When you look in the mirror and you dont' see me
When the face in the mirror just makes you cry
On the corner as the cars go by...

Someone you can rely on
Someone you can rely on
Someone you could be there with
Someone you could do that with
Someone like me

Lap dog lap dog you should come home
A little lap dog wasn't meant to roam
A little lap dog was meant to lay
By the fire and sleep all day

Tell Somebody (Repeal The Patriot Acts Now)

Not long ago it was alright
There were no bad dreams that kept me up at night
It was not brother against brother
Mother against mother

So tell somebody,
You've got to tell somebody
Tell somebody what happened in the usa

Now they want us to just get in line
Behind a president
When you know they spent milions of dollars
Condemning and accusing
The last one from the other side

Tell somebody, tell somebody
Tell somebody
What's happening in the usa?
Tell somebody, tell somebody
Tell somebody
What happened in the usa

Tell somebody, tell somebody, tell somebody...

I want to know how far you will go
To protect our right of free speech?
Because it only took a moment
Before it faded out of reach...

Oh, tell somebody, tell sombody right now
Tell somebody
What happened in the usa?
I wanna read about it in the news
I wanna hear about it on tv, yeah
What happened in the usa?
When they ask you
What happened in the usa?
Tell sombody.
They'll wanna know, oh people

The depth of our democracy
Is only as good as the voices of protest she protects
Voices of protest - rise!

Sailor Song

Oh the ship I'm on
Time is what I ride
Forty winds, the captain and the tide
Oh a sailor boy
Stole me from my home
And this sea of joy
Is the only life I've known

I could fly away
I could fly away
But I take the sea
For stranger days than these

A salty dog
Is caught up on the reef
And the bottom of the sea
She kisses in relief

She could fly away
She could fly away
But she takes the sea
For stranger days than these

You trade your life
When something comes for you
And you bury the knife
Between the lies and truth

You could fly away
You could fly away
But you take the sea
For stranger days than these
And I take the sea
For stranger days than these
Stranger days......

A Tree On Allenford

There is a tree on allenford
I drive by it each day on my way to and from work
And there are always flowers left there each day
Left for a child who died there
Or so that is what people say...

But all I see
Looks back at me

Loved by someone, loved by someone
Loved by someone, loved by someone

And the golden thread of nature of this is
Simply that we are a part of everything
That will ever exist.
To be loved is why we've come.
Every drop of rain that fell or falls
Is always falling
On and on and on and on.

Come into me
And we'll always be

Loved by someone, loved by someone
Loved by someone, loved by someone

There's nothing that has ever been
That isn't loved
By someone who waits
To be loved again

Loved by someone, loved by someone
Loved by someone, loved by someone

It Takes You There

What you are you can never erase
It's here til the end of time
What you lost you will never replace
Still you're trying to find...

You dont do it for god
You dont do it for love
You're back on the street because

It takes you there [x3]

What you have will never be enough
You will always want more
But lift me out, over one more night
All I want is what I was before

I dont do it for god
I dont do it for jesus
I'm back on the street because

It takes you there
Takes you there
It takes you there
Takes you there,
Oh

I had a dream
I know it seems so absurd
We all live in a house on a hill
Nobody has to say a word
I wake up
It's the middle of the night
The room is opening with love
I try to hold on to this golden light
But I fall hard from above

I don't do it for money
I don't do it for god
I'm back on the street because

It takes you there
Takes you there
It takes you there
Takes you there...
Takes you there
Takes you there
Takes you there
Takes you there

Mink Coat At The Bus Stop

She's out in the morning before nine
Wearing her new mink coat
And it's already 85 degrees
She looks like she's about to
Give up hope

I look at the people
Sitting at the bus stop
People need dignity and love
Love and understanding

I was a fish all night
Left out of the sea
There was nobody
That wasn't after me
I was a bird, yeah
And it started to rain
You know I wondered
If everybody could feel my pain

I look at the people
Everyone's the same
People need dignity and love
Love and understanding
Hour by hour,
The whole wide world
One soul at a time

And I say she whoa whoa
Sitting on her woo woo
She's at the whoa whoa
She's got nowhere to go
And though she whow whoa
Here everyday there's nobody
Even asks her name

I look at the people
Sitting at the bus stop
Everyone needs dignity
And love
Love and understanding
Hour by hour
The whole wide world
One soul at a time

Whoa whoa

The Evening Of My Best Day

They all smile
They shake your hand
They want to know your name
Y ou sit in your mothers room
Look through the window pane

When they know you're not watching
They talk behind your back
They laugh about the lonliness
Of your awkward attack

Attack them in the fences
Attack them in the schoolyard
Wipe your sleeve across your head
When the canons fire

Someday, many years from here
Where no one else can see
You'll dig up the things they buried
And finally set them free
Finally, set them free

Now free them from the schoolyard
Free them from the lunch tray edge
Free them from the canons inside your head

I don't know why,
But for some people
An ordinary day
Just rises up before them
And it sweeps the past away

And its a good Life
From now on
When I look back at you
A good life,
Look ahead
The sky is almost blue

A Face In The Crowd

I know what it takes to be loved by you
Talk like you talk
Think like you do
You never were human so
How could you know?
We fall so hard, we can't let go

I am the last of my kind in this town
Everyone else has gone underground

I know what to say when

I'm in your head
I know where to lay when I'm in your bed
In fact, there's no part of me I can't kill
No hole I won't dig
For baby to fill

I am the last of my kind in the town

I want to be the one you love
I want to be the one you love
I want to be the one you love
I want to be the one


Sermon on Exposition Boulevard

Nobody Knows My Name

For a thousand years
I've lay upon the Lake Victoria
I was winged and many-colored
And nobody knew my name

For a thousand years
I fell out of the sand into the Guadeloupe
And I made many songs into the air
And nobody knew my name

I fell like water
In sweet gasps of hydrogen up
Into the sea over the Bikini Islands
And I dove into the liquid concrete of sweet silver lake
The liquid concrete of down by the river
And nobody knew my name

Now I walk among them and I sing to them
And I open up my wrists
And nobody knows my name

And I translate into many hours of history
But nobody knows my name
I stood in the four winds
I stood in the four winds
I stood in the four winds
And nobody knows my name

So I walk again
Yeah, I walk every night
So I walk again
I look at you
Sweet every face
Do you know my name
Do you, do you know my name
Do you know my name
Do you know my name
Say it
Do you know my name
Say it
Do you know my name
Do you know my name
Do you know my
Do you know my name
Do you know my
My...

Gethsemane

Now we went up to the garden
Beneath the olive tree
The bells were ringing
The rooster crows

The men were standing all around
Other men are laying on the ground
And I am standing by myself

I just let them sleep awhile
I just let them sleep awhile

You know you wake up one morning
And you're someone else
You're on your own
There is no miracle to take you home

And you cry to the God who leaves you there
To the branch and the bird and the empty air
To the God of why can't we turn back around

You say I've been true to you / Let me sing awhile
Let me sleep here
Don't make me beg
Let me sleep
When I call your name
Here
You turn, your turn, your turn away
Let me sleep here
All I want is your hand
Let me sleep
I've been true, I've been true
All I want is your hand
Why are you sleeping, oh my friends

Falling up

Honey-skinned girl
She's light on her feet
Twirling on Apollo
But she's going down there for something to eat

On the corner
We see him coming
Followed by the rabbis
With their soft shoes humming

We're falling up, yeah yeah
We're falling up

Come on
Try to remember

Honey girl
We could be like him
Transfiguration
Try to remember

We're falling up, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're falling up, oh, oh, oh, oh
We're falling up, oh, waouh
We're falling up

Honey baby
We're living with the Romans now
I want you to remember this
Come on
Try to remember

We're falling up, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're falling up, oh, oh, oh, oh
We're falling up, hey
We're falling up, oh waouh

Try to remember
Try to remember
Try to remember

Lamp of the body

Once your journeyed into the wilderness
To listen to John the Prophet
You called "The baptiser"

He spoke to you of truth
He was a burning, shining light
And you were willing for a while
To follow him

Now one has come...

The lamp of the body is the eye
The lamp of the body is the eye
See the darkness shine
How great is the dark
See the dark
And are there not twelve hours of daylight
But if you walk by night
You will fall

It hurts

It makes me laugh
When I think about us
The way we light up the way home
It's you for us
And one for all
It caught me in its ray

But it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone

Now we've got a sunny day
We earned this, every twinkle, every eye
But Monday I forget
Wednesday I just don't get
Thursday I remember and
Sunday I cry

Cause it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone

And it hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
It hurts to be here
When you're gone
Oh, oh
Caught me in its' ray

And I know I'd never go back
It's broken-hearted street
And a paranoid street lamp
My only precious thing I had has been broken
But I'm soulful and grateful and gleeful
Hey, hey yeah
Caught me in its' ray

Where I like it best

I wanted to pray
I wanted to let you go on your way
I wanted to know why they laid there
Dying in the streets next to the restaurant
Where people were eating and yes
I wanted to pray

How do you pray in a world like this
You know, I see the people on TV
And they close their eyes and they bow their heads
And they say "Let us pray"
And it feels so cold and meaningless
And I wanted to pray
And I said
Tell me father
Tell me mother
Heavenly mother
And they said

When you pray
Pray alone by yourself
In the secret room of your heart
Don't go out into the church filled with people and pray
God hears every secret that you say
See all those people praying on TV and the churches
They like to make a big parade out of what they're doing
They think God hears them louder if they say it
Over and over and over and over and over again

But I say, God, but I say this
You are the prayer
Your eyes are the prayer
Your hand on your cheek
You are the prayer
Those words you want to speak
They are the prayer
That dance you make
When you're by yourself
Just before your mother calls you on the phone
You are the prayer
I tell you what
You gotta take it back from them
Because the prayers belong to you
All you gotta do is say hey hey
I'm down here too, I'm down here too
I'm down here too
And I hear you in the trees
And I hear you
And I'm near you
I wonder why there's so much suffering

I want to say thank you, thank you
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you
I wanted to say thank you, thank you
I wanted to say
I wanted to say
You are where I like it best
You are where I like it best
You are where I like it best

That's the Lords' prayer
"You are where I want to be"
So, amen, just amen
Amen, all by myself, amen, amen
I'm so lonely, just amen
And I'm rising, rising, just amen
You can look through my eyes
Hear through my hear
Look through my eyes

Tried to be a man

'Round here we don't need no one trying to set us straight
Heck, I got a red neck in plaid suit
And he's on TV real late balalaikas tolling
Sheba plays the flute
There's a communist and capitalists
They all think I'm cute

You know, I'm out of rehab
You know, I'm with the band
Anyway I think it's time to say
Exactly what I am
Cause I tried to be a man
But that's just not meant to be
You know I
tried to be a man
That's not what I came to be

Well, there's seven years of famine
And seven years of drought
Seven years of Sam
And you know what I'm talking about
And it won't take very long before its hard to tell
If they're trying to take you back with him
To heaven or to hell
They make her so pretty
She won't be pretty long
She'll be rising out of the sea of planet Babylon

Cause she tried to be a man
That's not what she came to be
She tried to be a man
That's not what she came to be

She's living down on Bronson
She never blinks her eyes
The family in Wisconsin
Look like they're hypnotized
I get a strange sensation
When I lay down in my bed
In fact, if you could drop me on the corner
Here instead on planet Babylon
That's where they wrote the book
Hey there's something here about you
Come on and take a look
It says you tried to be a man
But that's not what you came to be
It says, it says, it says, it says
You tried to be a man
But that's not what you came to be
Came to be
What you came to be
That's not what you came to be

Circle in the sand

Sun's going down
I'm going back to my cave
I've got noone to lead
No one to save
And I like the music
In my head
I think I'll work, yeah
For her instead
Well I

I draw a circle in the sand
Can draw a circle in the sand
Can draw a circle
Yeah yeah
Soft sweet devil light my way
Sure do, sure do

Time to move on
Rise like an animal balloon
Pigs over Jerusalem
I can't fall too soon
But when the angel picks me up
She calls my name

There is charity but she says
Power money and fame

Well I draw circle in the sand
Can draw a circle in the sand
Can draw a circle
Yeah yeah
Soft sweet devil light my way
Oh come on
Soft sweet devil light my way
Yeah, yeah

Time to go home
Dream the dream of the homeless
Cast the spell of the innocent
Hungry and poor
'Cause you're raising up the dead
Like you're everybody's friend
But you raise your devils now
And every body wants in

Light my way, light my way...

Donkey ride

You're coming into town on your donkey tonight
You're coming into town on your donkey
You're coming into town on your donkey tonight
You're coming into town, coming into, yeah yeah

It will permeate across the ages
Coming into town on your donkey tonight
And you're wearing your garland
You're coming into town on your donkey tonight
And you're wearing your garland

Shake, shake, shake, shake...
Lies, lies, lies, lies
Will lead them up, lead them up to the dominion
Lies will lead them up
Lead them up to the minion
Lies will lead them up, lead them up

You'll be going out in the spirit
You're coming into town on your donkey tonight
But you'll be going out on a cross
But you'll be going out on a cross
But you'll be going out on a cross

Seventh day

If you believe
You are light as air
If you believe

You will fly
There is no tear that is stronger than
The faith that's in your eye

Look now at my body
Broken there by the sin
And all my friends who drink my wine
They're all drunk again

We can make another world
Another life
We can make it out of you
Another world

Your eye is the brightest star
Your heart is the sea
Nothing in the universe
Means more than what you mean to me

And another day
We can have another life
Another world
Make it out of clay

We can make a sweeter night
A sweeter night
Listen child
We can have a softer day
Listen, listen child
Listen listen
A softer day
One where you'll be safe
Why won't you listen child
Come one listen child
We can make it outta here
We can make it out of this
Another night

And on the seventh day
To the seventh day
Listen child
The seventh day
Child
The seventh day
Child, child, child
The seventh day
Child...
The seventh day

Elvis cadillac

Wrote a letter to my father
I thought I'd tell him where I am
I knew that he was hoping
I'd come home again

I'm standing in the doorway
But I'm happy living here
Everybody always tries so hard
To sing a song no one can hear
And yes, my heart was broken
Yeah but I made it through the night
Little Janis Joplin she's got a job on the corner bar
So I guess where doing alright

I got used to all that swimming
I said come on in the water's fine
And I know you don't remember me
But I've seen you, seen you many times

Yes my heart was opened
No, no I don't look back
Because I'm riding around heaven
In Elvis Cadillac
Riding around in heaven
In Elvis Cadillac

Yes my heart was opened
And no, I never look back
Hey, I'm riding around heaven
In my Elvis cadillac
Riding around in heaven
In Elvis Cadillac
In Elvis Cadillac
In Elvis Cadillac

I was there

Take my advice
It doesn't get easier watching the golden orbs floating out of the bars
And into space there's Frank Sinatra on the Juke box
Pause in the ketchup your face in the reflection in the mirror

He walked through the rocks, you know
He walked through the scorpion dust
He walks on the beach and now he walks
And he keeps walking 'til he's out of reach
Every generation watches the princes of their nation
File away until the Son of Man every, every Madonna means so little to the next one
We ran together down the Santa Monica Boulevard oh baby
You look so hard, so fine
And my second-hand capella all that night I said Oo hoo...I said Oo hoo oo hoo

There you are in your write dress shirt most of all I think I loved your hands
I loved them so much that it hurt and all the bartenders knew your name
And all the pimps knew your car and we lay by the Nazz
And we were blessed yes, we are
You tell them I was there hey I was there man I was there
When Jesus walked I was there when Jesus walked

Now I don't know what happened, what happened was Babylon and that little Sheba
With her siren song and the planets swirling
Where no one's ugly and everyone's square no one's ugly and everyone's square
There's no such place I heard such peach when he played those traps
I heard such peace when He looked out at the map
And it ran through me and echoed into another time and space and place
And it ran through me way on back in time way on up is fine
Way one back in time was on up is fine way on back in time
Take my advice and go throw it away it's gonna do you no good until you blow for good
Cause you are there man you are there don't you know
You are there where Jesus walked, every generation, yeah the princes of their nation
Well, I'm ugly, too. No, no you're not beautiful, no, you're ugly too
Cause you've been travelling in so many universes and you manifest here
It's difficult to see who you are
Brother I didn't realize that you were talking to me until you broke that bread and I saw that you were
Where have you been that you don't know what's been going on here in Jerusalem
Haven't you heard, haven't you heard about the Nazarene, you know
We thought we were gonna set Israel free


Balm in Gilead

Wild Girl

Wild girl, you must have been a terror
When you were young
Your mamma must have let you run
Let you run free
But it wasnít very nice
Eating all that sugar and spice
What they want a girl to be
And all the things a child learns
On their way from hope to here
The innocence, the fury, the racism
Rage and fear
I donít remember, tell me again
The part no one wants to hear

Well, thatís so many peoples story
A lot of heartache but not much glory
But glory, the truth be told
Tomorrow you are twentyĖone years old

I say Happy Birthday tomorrow to you
Go out and get some glory
The only game in town

You can live your life with regret
About the things you think you did wrong
(A lot of people do)
Or over what some one would not give
Or you can be grateful
When you open your eyes
The story you write, you live

Well itís hard to be older and poor
I donít dig it that much anymore
But every day of my life
Iím so proud I became his wife
Because I got to raise Charlotte
And Charlotteís learning
The only game in town
Wild girl in a red dress
Come on, speak up, say yes
This thing that makes you beautiful
Never comes out of a jar
You are a beautiful girl
Because you reach out
From your beautiful world
That is the daughter you are

Walk right and the real world knows it
ĎCause you bring it back down into the real world
Walk right up the real world knows it
Youíll bring it back down into the real world
Say take me back baby
I just wanna make a dream come true
I came here to love somebody
I just want to make my dreams come true

And Iím trying
Because trying is
The only game
Live to tell the tale
The only game in town

Old Enough

Somethingís changed
Itís not that I fear but
Maybe itís that I took care of you
Too many times
And you grew weaker for a kindness
Sometimes kindness from a friend
Can break a man

I can understand
You sit there like a child-man
I never meant to make you cry
Iíd turn the clock but how can I
Youíre Old Enough to know
Youíre Old Enough to know

Why do you shun me
When I treat you with respect
Youíve been my best friend
Joy and happiness
But without a tender kiss sometimes
We may as well say goodbye

ĎCause late at night, as the cars go by
I lay here and watch you try
To pretend youíre not breaking inside
For someone to sing in your ear
I can understand
You sit there like a child and beg
But if you want me to stay
Baby has to cry sometime
Donít be kind to me
I wanna walk away

Youíre old enough to know
Youíre old enough to know
Youíre old enough to know
Ah, youíre old enough to know

Remember Me

With my face against the glass
I call your name as you walk past
You look, but you see yourself
Iíll give you all the things Iíve got
I know itís late, I know itís hot
But donít you hang up
And donít you tell lies

Donít you know youíre blowing away
Donít you go before you remember me

In a border town near Mexico
I took your ring long ago
Now the storm clouds have filled your sweet eyes
And thereís a storm that wonít abide
Itís torn everything inside
Of the sweet heart that once was my home

Donít you know youíre blowing away
Donít you go before you remember me
Donít you know youíre blowing away
Donít you go before you remember me

Darling, this storm will pass away
I pray for you every day

The Moon Is Made Of Gold

Donít feel bad because the sun went down
The night has wealth untold
Just keep watching and you soon will see
The Moon is Made of Gold

Now the stars appear
And as they do
Heaven they unfold
Donít feel bad because the sun went down
The Moon is Made of Gold

See how the shadows
Enhanced by the light above
Dance in the night
As the breezes sigh
Soon you will be asleep
Into your dreams will creep
Visions of fairies flying through the sky

And one by one
Your dreams will all come true
Magic youíll behold
Donít feel bad because the sun went down
The Moon is Made of Gold

See how the shadows
Enhanced by the light above
Dance in the night
As the breezes sigh
Soon you will be asleep
Into your dreams will creep
Visions of fairies flying through the sky

One by one
Your dreams will all come true
The night has a treasure in store for you
The night is magic
And The Moon is Made of Gold

His Jeweled Floor

And when you arrive
Shining and new
Forgotten by the fear and pain
You put your body through

On his jeweled floor
We are every one
Laying in his starry arms
On his jeweled floor we are standing now
See me as I am

Youíll come in the afternoon
Of a hard traveliní day
Blown by a stromy sky
That finally passes away

On his jeweled floor
We will meet again
He holds us all in his starry arms
On his jeweled floor I am standing now
Can you see me as I am

There are no demons, only angels
Life will surely fade
Spend it loving tenderly
Or Shiva at your grave
Sit Shiva at your grave

On his jeweled floor
We will all be there
He holds us all in His starry arms
On his jeweled floor no one ever falls
Can you see me as I am
As we dance a thousand suns

Eucalyptus Trail

All my old friends
Have gone underground
They fall so hard
I am the last of my kind in this town
Out in the yard...

My feet hardly touch the ground.
My feet hardly touch the ground.

Life moves on the Eucalyptus Trail
Vishnuís Ocean, Wagon-wheel motel
Cowboy fairies floating all around
Make-believe that held us
To the ground
Finally letís go

Turn the wheel, Iíll be on my way
Turn the wheel, Iíll be on my way

I want to be the one you love
I can be the one
I want to be the one you love
I can be the one
I want to be the one you love
Let me be the one
I want to be the one you love
I can be the one

Stop at any beach
Wagon-wheel motel
Vishnuís Ocean
And the Eucalyptus Trail

The Gospel of Carlos, Norman and Smith

Didnít you hear
Black is a criminal
White is a crime
Poison is the pen
Writing down this childrenís nursery rhyme
Didnít you see him standing next to me
The seeds of change have grown
We donít have to hide anymore

Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
That means trouble from the other side
Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
Maybe the trouble of a hopeful heart

It doesnít take much to see
If youíre looking for an enemy
Greed and apathy
Spell the letters of our name
You sit and laugh at other people
Making money off their shame and sorrow
Waiting for tomorrow to fix itself

Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
That means trouble from the other side
Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
Maybe the trouble of a hopeful heart

Itís a dark night to feed a stranger
I donít have enough to feed myself
I keep trying to believe in believing
In something I canít see
From where I stand
I pull it with my faith
With the smile on my face

Itís gonna take a lot more
Than you might be used to
Whoís to blame for not standing up for them
When it was not in style
When hope is the color of a man
The color of love is the color that can
Stand for something

Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
That means trouble from the other side
Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
May be trouble of a hopeful heart
Lo lo lo lo lo lo lo
The trouble of a hopeful heart
A hopeful heart, it could be a hopeful heart

Bonfires

There's just one thing before I go
You are the sweetest boy I know
I've lived my whole life in the past
But I awoke last night at last

I thought Iíd finally won your heart
And that forever never part
And in sweet love we would grow old
Now I'm just a scavenger in the cold
I'm just a scavenger
All I can do is wish you well
And light the Bonfires of hell
Honey, you hurt me bad this time
I'm burning everything I find

You hurt me bad this time
You nearly tore me from my mind
Before I knew I had been hurt
She laid her hair across your shirt

All I can do is wish you well
And light the Bonfires of hell
There's just one thing before I go
You are the sweetest boy I know

If there's a sun, Iíll watch it rise
To dry the tears out of my eyes
If thereís a river, you can bet
Thereíll be a sea for my heart yet

Bayless St.

Thereís a house at Bayless Street
I left when I was tired
Thereís a dog in a backyard
He watches the moon for me

Lay down
All these easy times
And weíll
Meet me there
With the book you brought from
Bayless Street

A child on Bayless Street
Left there by myself
And sheís waiting there to meet
All the people weíve become
Meet me now
I will bring my friend

Lay down
All these easy times
And weíll
Meet me now
I will bring my friend
Thereís a house on Bayless Street
Where restless children sleep


The Devil You Know

Sympathy For The Devil

( The Rolling Stones )

Please allow me to introduce myself
Iím a man of wealth and taste
Iíve been around for a long, long time
Stole many a manís soul and faith

And I was íround when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
Whatís puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around at St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
I killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I rode a tank
Held a generalís rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Maybe you guess my name
Whatís puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made

I shouted out
ďWho killed the Kennedys?Ē
When after all
It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
Iím a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
Whatís puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the criminals are saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
ĎCause Iím in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
You give me all your well-learned politesse
Or Iíll lay your soul to waste

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
Whatís puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name
Whatís puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

Whatís my name
Tell me, sweetie
Tell me honey
What's my name
Iím a man of wealth
Tell me honey
What's my name

Only Love Can Break Your Heart

( Neil Young )

When you were young
And on your own
How did it feel
To be alone

I was always thinking
Of games that I was playing
And try to make the best of my time

But only love
Can break your heart
Try to be sure
Right from the start

Only love
Can break your heart
What if your world
Should fall apart

I have a friend
Iíve never seen
She hides herself
Inside a dream

Someone could call her
And see if she would come out
Try to lose
The down that sheís found
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
But only love
Can break your heart
So try to be sure
Right from the start

Only love
Can break your heart
What if your world
Should fall apart

When you were young
And on your own
How did it feel
To be alone

Only love
Can break your heart
Only love
Can break your heart
Yes only Love
Can break your heart

Masterpiece

( Ben Harper )

I could paint the sun and the moon and the stars
Right down from the sky
Carve your likeness in stone
Down to the very light that shines in your eyes
I could build a church in your honor
Stained glass windows facing east
Ah, but loving you is my masterpiece

'Cause I love you for who you are
I love you for who you may never be
I love you from downtown
All the way up to 142nd street, yeah
And all of my possessions mean less than the very least
I said loving you is my masterpiece
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Thereís no time like now
There is no place like here
So throw your loving arms around me dear
And iíll lean on you like a beggar
Leans upon the moonlit streets
Loving you is my masterpiece

The Weight

( The Band )

I pulled into Nazareth, I was feeliní about half past dead
And I needed a place to go where I could just lay my head
ďHey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?Ē
He just grinned and shook my hand, ďNo!Ē, was all he said

So take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
You put the load right on me

I picked up my bag, I went looking for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
And I said, ďHey, Carmen, come on girl, letís just go downtownĒ
She said, ďNo I have to run, but my friend can stick aroundĒ

So take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free, yeah
Take a load off Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me there in the fog
And he said, ďI will fix your rack, if youíll take Jack, my dogĒ
And I said, ďWait a minute, Chester, I love a peaceful manĒ
He said, ďThatís okay, my daughter, you just feed him when you canĒ
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I take a load off Fanny
I take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And just put the load right on me

So go down, Miss Moses, there is nothing you can say
There's just old Luke and luke just a waiting on the Judgement Day
ďWell, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna LeeĒ
He says, ďDo me a favor, could you stay and keep Anna Lee companyĒ

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me

You now catch a cannon ball, to take me down the line
'Cause my bag is sinking low, well I believe itís time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she was the only one
Who sent me back here with her regards for everyone

Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And put the load right on me
Right on me
Just right on me

St. James Infirmary

( Louis Armstrong )

As I passed St. James Infirmary
I saw my sweetheart there
Stretched down on a long white table
So cold, so great, so fair

Sixteen coal-black horses
Hitched to a rubber-tired hack
And taking seven girls to the graveyard
Only six are coming back
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Oh wherever she may be
She gonna left this wide world over
And she never find a sweet loving man like me
Never find a sweet loving man like me
Like me

Comfort You

( Van Morrison )

I wanna comfort you
I wanna comfort you
I wanna comfort you
Just let your tears run wild
Like when you were a child

Iíll do what I can do
I wanna comfort you
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
When it gets too much for me
When it gets too much for me
Oh Iíll do just like you do
Iíll put the weight on you
Iíll do just like you do
Iíll put the weight
Iíll put the weight on you

I want to comfort you
I want to comfort you
I want to comfort you

Reason To Believe

( Tim Hardin )

If I listened long enough to you
Iíd find a way to believe that itís all true
Knowing that you lied straightfaced while I cried
Still Iíd look to find a reason to believe

If I gave you time to change my mind
Iíd find a way to leave the past behind
Knowing that you lied straightfaced while I cried
Still Iíd look to find a reason to believe
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Someone like you
Makes it hard to live without somebody else
Someone like you
Makes it easy to give and never think of myself

If I listened long enough to you
Iíd find a way to believe that itís all true
Knowing that you lied straightfaced while I cried
Still Iíd look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you
Makes it hard to live without somebody else
Someone like you
Makes it easy to give and never think of myself

Someone like you
Makes it hard to live without somebody else
Someone like you
Makes it easy to give and never think about myself

Play With Fire

( The Rolling Stones )

Well, youíve got your diamonds
Youíve got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car
You let everybody know

Donít play with me
íCause youíre playing with fire

Your mother is an heiress
She owns a block in Saint Johnís Wood
And daddy be there with her
If he only could

But donít play with me
Youíre playing with fire

Your old man took her diamondís and tiaras by the score
So she gets her kicks in ??
Not in Knightsbridge
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Play with me
Youíre playing with fire

Now youíve got your diamonds
You may have some others
Youíd better watch your step, girl
Or come home here to your mother

Donít play with me
'Cause youíre playing with fire
Oh donít play with me
'Cause youíre playing with fire

Seems Like A Long Time

( Ted Anderson )

Nighttime is only the other side of daytime
But if youíve ever waited for the sun
You know what itís like to wish daytime would come
And donít it seem like a long time
Seem like a long time, seem like a long, long time

Hard times are only the other side of good times
If you ever wished hard times were gone
You know what itís like to wish good times would come
And donít it seem like a long time
Seem like a long time, seem like a long, long time
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Seem like a long time
Seem like a long time
Seem like a long, long time

War time is only the other side of peace time
But if youíve ever seen how wars are won
You know what itís like to wish peace time would come
Donít it seem like a long time
Seem like a long time, seem like a long, long time

Seem like a long time
Seem like a long time
Seem like a long, long time

Seem like
Seem like
Seem like a long, long time

Catch The Wind

( Donovan )

In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty, I want to be
In the warm hold of your loving mind

To feel you all around me
And to take your hand along the sand
I may as well try and catch the wind

When rain has hung the leaves with tears
I want you near to kill my fears
Help me to leave all my blues behind

Standing in your heart
Where I want to be and long to be
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
When sundown pales the sky
I wanna hide a while behind your smile
Everywhere Iíd look your eyes Iíd find

For me to love you now
Would be the sweetest thing it would make me sing
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind


Other tracks

Liner notes

Now the birds speak in secret rhythms
And the trees bark in secret sounds
And the people speak in secret thought
And they push the thoughts into the shape of words
And sometimes someone among us
Sticks her head into the
Shiny phosphorus blue vat
Of language
And listens, like a skeleton
To the pulsing of life within,
And she tells us
Of secret rattling angles
To watch for and to reach into
With strange oceans
And deafening skies
That can be mapped and measured
Only by sounds
And never by meanings
And once we can tell where we are
Using the nearest star
As it relates to the ragged water
Then we can plant our feet into the good ground
And go to the rodeo
And answer the plum-colored hawk
And sing to the river
In good faith
God presses his mouth
Around our head
He breathes out
He breathes in
And we are resuscitated in the goofy
Atmosphere of god
Where there are highways and bowling
And tattooed by the sun
A circus
Made by the prayer of breathing
And living hope
And barbed eyes
Where coyotes hang
And cowboys hammer
Posts and branches
To keep us inside
As much as keep someone out

And the prayer that is
And it is answered with a breath
Gods lips against our own
We breathe in
We breathe out
He breathes out
And sigh
Alive again

The unexpected
Discovery
Of a b-side
Of life

A map of voices
A warning to others who would come this way
An animal who has seen things
A horn twisted into shapes
Understood by strangers
Recognized by demons
An invitation in
The secret language of trees
Sung in wild shapes
By a child


Poems

Carried into redemption

i know that lizards like jelly, because i have fed wild geckos on the roof of my hut in the seychelles islands. she was called the morning lizard, and i would drop clear ponds
from the tips of my fingers for her to drink, and drop gobs of silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to lick.

i know that it is possible to become intimate with a stranger, from a distance, across time and continents, because i have knelt before a young master in a very private tea
ceremony. i watched him move, whisk, wipe, fold, touch, offer, drink, enter, exit,

well this one wasn't so good.
i have debuted at carnegie hall.
i have been homeless, panhandled on the streets.
i have witnessed death, and birth, and graduation.
i have been told to leave, and invited to stay.
i went to a big new years eve party in new york city, with many famous people, the mayor, baryshnikov, jessica lange,
i was at the opening of the film which one best film that year.
i was kicked out of high school
i was given the key to the city of baltimore.
what a kick. i'd like more of those. i was arrested
i am the highest point of my family tree. i call them to fruition, i sing them themes about the beautiful sky, but they cannot see it. there is a canopy above them, being
woven out of determination to grow. out of the legacy of pain. i call them but they do not come, they cannot come, no sun hits them.
i have swum with turtles in the open sea.
i found ancient, rusty nails on the shore.
and written about the boat, the sailors, and their homes , from one piece of survival.
i grew up in a hospital, watching my brother die.
i grew up in a hotel room , watching my mother bring home left over food.for our dinner.
i have cried my self to sleep by the cold sea, with no coat or blanket or dime for the phone,
and awakened in the warm sun, in his arms, hearing his grunts and the rustling of his leaves, his great purring
and measured love by these things,
and so love became a fearful calm,
and i have always run
back to the storm
the lion completed, weakened by love,
send me back to the hunt
my lord
i have turned my back to the sunrise from hotel rooms
and called out the name of the setting sun from the desert floor
i've been where it was happening
i have made it happen
i have walked down tiny lanes alone, for miles
i have planned revolutions
i have carved myself into moderation
i abandon my own shadow
i have been attacked by droves of red ants.
by crazy horses
by crazy people
i have been carried all the way, by someone, now and then
but he is always too tired to stay then
and i hate him for loving my weakness
i have been in a helicopter, flying over the alaskan glaciers, and i have been in the concord, faster than sound.
as much as i have learned camouflage, i have left my broken body on the plains at dusk
i been in a jet when the oxygen masks dropped
i came out to the car and my daughter was gone from her car seat.
she had followed me in.
all of it is written over and over again.
i have skiied, water skiied, raced in the water, i have played baseball and cards.
i learned chess at 8, when i learned my funny valentine.
i met bob dylan. He called me a poet.
i rode with maximilian shell, and leonard cohen in the same elevator.on different occasio

Driving away

The man in the starry tie
Led me talking backwards
Across the waving chips
I spoke fantastic, like a prophet
Like a piece of blood
Where no doors are

And weary now i set upon the good year
And the wrench
Wrenching out of me every
Ready of light
That i might get it right
And walk away
Into the metro sunset
The golden metro may

And now across the plains
Take your child
The highway sign, banana trees,
Windows parted and hoping
See the flat faced delicatessen
Sweeping up the afternoon
Pick up little pieces of meetings
And on your way
Here is the donut shop
Here is the early morning light
Where i would drool in chlorine
Yes here is the early early mornings i spent training

And here is the highway
Chasing 'j's' out on his empty skin
Looking for license plates
And liquor stores
Over there is new mexico
And down there is corpus
You can find my mother and me wrapped up in a warm
Scotch on the rocks
The numbing ice of each others eyes
Looking just like now
For relief

There is no direction but past
Every thing else is passive
But if you would seek me
Seek me there
In a field
Or a gas station
In my american mothers arms
Before she is too medicated
To remember
How to say my name

Say it gently, just once more
For me mother
With the sounds of trucks and distant trains
With the gold sticks
And the burnt skin of prayer
Bathe me once again
In hot oil
Silence and long, long days
Car keys and dash board lights
Bears in the garbage
That sweet honeycomb
Of memory
Don't weave the web too tight
Don't catch me tonight
Speak to me in cool lines
The steering wheels turning
Where ever we go
Dinner approaches

The fire light
Of high beam and lipstick
Laughing the red midwest
Her curled curtains
Wild and a strand of me stuck in her mouth
Wet always an outsider
To the cities i create

The entire east comes upon me and i
Reeling in stars
Grip the wheel
A good girl, really
Just don't know how to stop
This thing

Drunk on the striped table

In my featherless, sagging, saffron wings, i dance

My Phoenician, waterlogged, orchestrated and forty foot wings wave in the air
I am drunk laying against the striped table
Pushing these banners into the airless beach
Waving these flags as i murmur the recipes of prayers to the vendors
And the pharisees in bikinis pumping iron against the sun

The recipes of semitic vendors, egyptian vendors
Shaking their backs against the sun
Laughing with the sounds of sheets of metal
Splashing the naked Pharisees
With wild bikinis and the soft fragrance of dreams and morning

I walk on the beach looking for a place to sleep
My arms are hidden beneath my sailing skin
I am broke and fucked up and i fall in the sand
And sleeping in the warm cradle of a billion rocks

I dreamed of cher
She came to us in babylon
And she was rattling fluently her true language
And she was dressed in high syrian rags
Her face had white powder on it and there were
Little brown moons beneath her eyes and i saw into her
An arabic women parading around naked
Powerful, irreverent but still after all
Doing it the old egyptian way
With sparkling clothes and force

Now i awake in the afternoon
The arcade is filled with children
Families are walking by staring at me
Pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close
I don't even remember if i have on any underwear

I get up and walk away
I never even knew this stuff was here
The twirling music, the games, the money
This commune living sucks
These black panthers suck
These harmonica players
Should all go back to the north
Canada, new jersey, where ever they do that blowing

II.

I abandon the old way when i first got to san diego. I fucked anybody i wanted to. I was, however, gang raped by a blues band in an old school bus. That was pretty
horrible. There were only three of them. I can't remember if i got the third on e off me. I think i did. I was so ashamed.

Perhaps people think if you don't scream you're not being raped. Perhaps they think if you say to yourself, just let him do it and he won't hurt you. Or even more
provocative, just let him do it and maybe he'll like you. And of course you've been saying no, no, don't . Or pushing but not pushing too much. Because you're just a little
girl really, and you're afraid, and you're so tired, and you just want someplace to sleep.

That's what it's like when you run away from home.
Lots of people will rape you. And you'll let them. Just to have a place to sleep.
The thing was, after they fucked me, and all this juice all over my thighs, they didn't even let me sleep there.
You think this only happens to me? You're crazy. You think this only happens to girls who are rough? You're wrong. You think this only happens in stories?
Look behind you.

Still i liked the idea of being assertive. I liked the idea of free love in san diego.
I liked the idea of saying i want you instead of waiting around so some guy can get his rocks
off thinking you didn't really want him that he won something from you that you didn't want to give him. This strategy, this tradition, is a kind of rape.

This idea that men are suppose to win you, that you are suppose to be aloof, is a small but significant dramatization of rape.
I do not like it. not one bit. that sam i am that sam i am. i do not like that sam i am.

now i could no more say get down here and eat this sweet me than i could swallow a bull fighter
or write names on the walls in blood
or wear the victims horns on my head
or row a boat across the atlantic ocean again

and though sometimes i am sitting at the desk, or at a table eating dinner
and there is some one, some slave, or some anything
underneath eating mine alone and no one knows or eating every ones and everyone is coming
i could never bring anything to reality now reality is cracked by the blows of terrible men
And nights with pointed teeth snapping poison at the air i breath
and all good things now take place inside my many layered silence my eyes my lips are sealed

where did you go
when things went bad, anyway?
i sat beside you in that bathroom all night.
you were crying
you were talking to me like a baby
you were gone, man, gone
you just kept getting in the bath
and getting out and letting the water run out
and then getting in again
and all that food i made
it was all over the walls in the kitchen
and there was a heat wave
and the waves were very, very high
and the dogs were turning into carrots
and the valentines were melting beneath
burrito and neon
where shattered places pave the road
the winding road through echo park
that echoes still
your naked body
the bed you brought
those stupid lamps
your body echoes
the last shadows
of me against you
you loved me.
you loved me madly

where did you go?i knew you like that scene of girls chasing you down the street.
That's why you always liked to have a very hip car, because it was important that they
chase you in the right car, and i was not about to chase you.

i knew that story of that italian girl in philadelphia chasing you down the night street you were in a taxi cab, that's a nice image. then the japanese girl. but then my feet
were starting toward you and you were turning the corner onto sunset and you left me there in a second day cold turkey. and all i can think of i philadelphia cheese steak
sandwich philadelphia cheesesteak sandwich.

philadelphia cheese steak and every time i think cheese steak i see all this wet cheese and steak.
Here comes the parade! Look! Here it comes!
I let you go.
I let you go. You like to rip girls. I had to let you go.

Leaving through the forest path

In the dominion of pillars of faith
Her nest toppled by the march winds
She set out through the forest on a cloudy day
The dower sky whining over tea, the weakened
Country side rolling over onto his side to watch for coming night.

Sick with fever now the cottages glowed from within,
And all the plump women fanned the fires and cooked
The soups and warmed the water for the baths of small children.

This one bathes with a sail boat.
That one uses kitchen spoons and bottles.
Meanwhile the grass shivers
The cars in the driveway
Pull restlessly at horizontal lines
Thrown carelessly across the yard.


More at the striped table

downtown i walk for about a mile in squares. there were short and thick men behind bars.
They are never clean, these men. And their dirtiness makes them objects of lust.
I think its religion that makes that possible. Or sex is simply dog eat dog,
and when we set our teeth into the submissive we are aroused.
And when we have the opportunity to role on our backs, with consciousness, willing, out of costume, well,
who would throw that ticket away. I would not. I sat in the cool shadows of these men,
and my brain is a pimple train, of secret running out of the left side of my eye
the more comes out the better i feel but where does this stuff go? i watch the governmentworkers eating.
i watch all the mexican people in their pretty dresses with their children.
i think they think this is downtown in mexico. they think this is just a city. don't they know what this is down here?
so i run threads through the secret community of them, and i am one of them now and no longer on my knees.
there's somebody named ivan and i saw him at a party he's the guy people said to stay away from.
he put an armful of crank into me and before the needle was out i was on the floor.
it wasn't his fault really, he was just trying to be a nice guy. everybody likes a big shot.

I had no clothes at all, no shoes. I like parading , i liked walking around the empty city after everyone was in their drugless beds. Every inch of concrete was mine. I could
sit on any step. and all angry clouds were made by me. i had been kicked out of hippy houses all over seattle. the house on john street. 6th and john. they had me
sleeping on the roof out there. Those guys in their thirties who listened to jazz all the time. The one was really nice. He argued with his room mate to let me stay. I had no
where to go. The other guy said he didn't care. I'd find somewhere. Jesus, she'll end up back at ivans.

So the other room mate, he got in a hippy van with all kinds of nicely dressed hippies. Flowers painted on the v.w., velvet, boots, the whole thing. I wished i could be a girl
like that. I was only fourteen, and no matter how many people i fucked or shots i took or cars i got into i just could not seem to have that power of older. All i got was more
used. not more big. I wished they'd invite me with them. I wished i had friends, and nice clothes, and a place to go. care free, but rooted. When i ran away my family left the
motel where we had lived in seal beach. I could not find them now if i wanted to.

there had been ballet lessons, drama lessons. a.a.u. swim team. i had taken modeling and i had a guitar. i had percussion instruments. I never had to do housework.
i had to babysit every night but my mom worked and my dad was hardly around. i could go walking around and go to peoples houses as i liked. but i was not liked at
home. no one liked any one there.

under the freeway.
there are no signs of life.
the factories loom about her and in every shadow are eyes.
and i n every eye is a strangers car.
now she cowers beneath the freeway , a dragon, and she counts the seconds
in long hand, on her fingers, until there are so many of them that she cannot move them any more.
time is about to stand still, as still as living can stand, and it is stopping
here beneath the belly of the dragon. But the dragon is not stopping. He breathes
furiously traffic above, steel and dangerous fire, murderous, demeaning, a traffic to aspire to.
poncho comes in with a black eye and a hair cut. He's ready to dig up the floor.

Outside the great divide

Outside the great divide
The dogs racked up about wild hangers
The fleshy neighborhood is still the city
The wire bled into chairs
The chairs eaten by dogs waiting for a ride
The cars humming and strumming the air
With coarse teeth and hair
I have learned what comes with you
Dog man fleshy dog man
And i l did not awaken this endless pain, this galactic hook up with the crucifixion,
My single cell crusted in this prophet, i am the prophet, for the night
And for the filthy warm pine and the dusty glance
Of the day
We meet
Tangling our feet
In the noisy closets
Barking collars
That miss
Her when she's gone
And button up when she comes near
Every morning the dog
Moaning and barking and humping a tree
And last week i saw two black birds
Out on the side walk
Heaving
Belly's up
Claws locked
Now the fire escapes wind up the brick
Long notes
From a dieing
Leaving last words
Every mattress, every napkin holder a cry
That has crystallized
Because there is a sun
I know god through sands
Torn into long strands
And i can sing
My legs around you
My tongue into you
Surrender too
Our shame, our despair, our reason and patience
You, father, lover, wordless musics, inside boy
Traffic addicts, sound bound, trying to be careless
With ecstasy
The time that binds our
Fleshy lives
Our aces in the tree
Swinging
With the muscle of the sea
Climbing
Rubbing pussy on the bark
Climbing
Up up up
Slipping down climbing up
Slipping down
For gods pleasure
The whole thing, man, the whole thing
Writing it
Going back and rewriting it
From here
The fleshy here to there
I throw up all day from the deep
It pulls on my deep and i swoon
I cannot drive
I cannot remember
I place the wrong words in the places i spoon
I will be airborne soon
Pregnant
Inhuman, fleshy home, inhuman
In this pleasure of fleshy unity
I seek god i chew the leaves around the picnic table
I come in close to british guests
I lick my husband as he walks by
I am the monitor, the mantis, the anchor
Celebrating
This fleshy life

Secret language of trees

Now the birds speak in secret rhythms
And the trees bark in secret sounds
And the people rush in secret thought
And they push the thoughts into the shape of words
And sometimes someone among us
Sticks her head into the
Shiny phosphorus blue vat
Of language
And listens, like a skeleton
To the pulsing of life within,
And she tells us
Of secret rattling angles
To watch for and to reach into
With strange oceans
And deafening skies
That can be mapped and measured
Only by sounds
And never by meanings
And once we can tell where we are
Using the nearest star
As it relates to the ragged water (a map of voices)
Then we can plant our feet into the good ground
And go to the rodeo
And answer the plum colored hawk
And sing to the river
In good faith
God presses his mouth around our head
He breaths out
He breathes in
And we are resuscitated in the goofy atmosphere of god
Where there are highways and bowling
And tattooed by the sun
A circus
Made by the prayer of breathing and living hope
And barbed eyes
Where coyotes hang


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And cowboys hammer
Posts and branches
To keep us inside
As much as keep someone out

And the prayer that is
And it is answered with a breathe
Gods lips against our own
We breath in
We breath out
He breaths out
And sigh
Alive again

The unexpected
Discovery
Of a b-side
Of life

(a map of voices)

A warning to others who would come this way
An animal who has seen things
A horn twisted into shapes
Understood by strangers
Recognized by demons
An invitation in the secret language of trees
Sung in wild shapes
By a child

Subterranean Homesick Blues

( Bob Dylan Cover / A Celebration of the Music of Greenwich Village LP)

Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
A man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
He says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

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