May 192015
 

Pearls and swine, bereft of me
Long and weary, my road has been
I was lost in the cities alone in the hills
No sorrow or pity for leaving I feel, yeah

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

Friends and liars, don’t wait for me
‘Cause I’ll get on all by myself
I put millions of miles under my heels
And still too close to you I feel, yeah

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night, the night

And I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

But I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night, the night

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

 

 Posted by at 11:40 am
Apr 142015
 

I’ll practice my fall
For practice makes perfect
Chained to the wall
For maximum hold
The window’s too far
Too far from my legs
Open the door and let out the cold

You knew about this
With your head in your hands
All along
I was the puppet
I was the puppet

Trampolines broken
Ceiling has come down
The ache in my back tells me
Something’s gone wrong
Rocking horse rocks
As the wallpaper peels
Curtain would like to know
What he has done

You knew about this
With your head in your hands
All along
I was the puppet
I was the puppet

We’re the salt of the earth
(I’ll practice my fall for practice makes perfect)
And we know what to say
(Chained to the wall for maximum hold)
We’re the salt of the earth
(The window’s too far too far from my legs)
And we know our place
(Open the door and let out the cold)

You knew about this
With your head in your hands
All along
I was the puppet
I was the puppet

All along
(You knew about this)
With your head in your hands
All along
(You knew about this)
I was the puppet
I was the puppet

(You knew about this)
Head in your hands
(You knew about this)
I was the puppet
I was the puppet
(We’re the salt of the earth)
You knew about this
(We know what to say)
Your head in your hands
(We’re the salt of the earth)
All along
((You knew about this))
(We know our place)
I was the puppet
(We’re the salt of the earth)
All along
(We know what to say)
((You knew about this))
Your head in your hands
(We’re the salt of the earth)
I was the puppet
((You knew about this))
(We know what to say)
I was the puppet

 Posted by at 2:01 pm
Mar 302015
 

Julian
He’s gonna take my files

Every woman that I’ve slept with
Every friendship I’ve neglected
Didn’t call when grandma died
I spend my money getting drunk and high
I’ve done things unprotected
Proceeded to drive home wasted
Bought things to win over siblings
I’ve said awful things, such awful things

And now
Now it’s out
And now
Now it’s out

Julian
He’s gonna take my files

Telling people jokes to shut them up
Resenting people that I love
Sleep in ’til two then doin’ shit
Just stay in bed and later lie ’bout it
Obsessing over greying hair
Knowing just what people wanna hear
Binging on unearned attention
I’ve said awful things, such awful things

And now
Now it’s out
And now
Now it’s out

I came by at seven in the morning
Seven in the morning, seven in the morning
I came by at seven in the morning
I said, “Baby, I’m finally succumbing”
Said something dumb like “I’m tired of running
Tired of running, tired of running”
Let’s put a baby in the oven
Wouldn’t I make the ideal husband?

 

 Posted by at 8:46 am
Mar 232015
 

 

Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, stillborn,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, “You must not ask for so much.”
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, “Hey, why not ask for more?”

Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir have tried in my way to be free.

 

 Posted by at 10:53 am
Feb 272015
 

Living it up
I have it all
To pull more women than any two men or a train can haul
But my baby she does something way more impressive than the Georgia crawl
She blackens pages like a Russian romantic
Gets down more often than a blow-up doll
Why the long face
Blondie I’m already taken
Sorry
I may act like a lunatic
You think I’m fucking crazy you’re mistaken
Keep moving

On the road again
For months at a time
It doesn’t take half that long for men about town to forget what’s mine
And now my genius can drink in silence
She’s got to listen to your tired-ass lies
I know its hard to believe a good-hearted woman
To have a body that make your daddy cry
Why the long face jerk off your chance has been taken
Good one
You may think like an animal
You try that cat and mouse shit you’ll get bitten
Keep moving

Nothing ever good happens at The Old Thirsty Crow

 Posted by at 11:23 am