seats is soft
on the very first day when the world was new, girl wouldnt wait and the boy was blue. he said 'i got a new lincoln and the seats is soft' but she went and blew the boy off. under shady trees where the light is dappled, he sat and counted all her freckles. and she said 'color is just the suffering of light' it went on all night, there was time to spare, they had a long conversation about the color of hair. she said 'you dont have to leave if you dont want to' payday- got you on the other line but youre sleeping payday- got you on the other line but youre freezing its good to be hard, hard to be good... tell the truth.
take me if you want me
without sayin a word, im ready for a party tonight. my fire is on the front burner- cant you tell by the mood im in? you have no need to doubt- do i have to spell it out? just read between the lines- tonight we gonna unwind. ill make you see: maybe we can work it out. everything- every little thing that im thinkin about. turn out the light pull out the phone do not disturb nobodys home ill make you see: ill be good to you, why not be good to me? ill go she wont mind the spirits wont ever find me there on the low hill side even if the coast is clear ill hide in her room where the soft is sweet where the sugary fortress meets with the warriors of time all in her mind.
feel you sighing
i can feel you sighing. breathless, almost crying. love is so amazing- guess you will be staying. i have been downhearted, ever since the whole thing started. all my dreams are dying- aint no use in trying. on the beach were walking. holding hands and talking. all that war theyre making- all our time were taking. but heavens getting farther. my world is getting darker. just want to know youre alright. send me your thoughts tonight.
turn out the lights
turn out the lights sleep wont come im thinking about babe whats goin on wrong lyin so close so alone please turn to me babe im almost gone hold on- i feel our love is changing hold on- please dont let me disappear hold on- theres time to rearrange things hold on- im not me without you here put out your hand touch desire where theres a spark could be a fire open your arms and let me see if there is still love in you for me hold on- i feel our love is changing hold on- please dont let me disappear hold on- theres time to rearrange things hold on- im not me without you here you dont have to be rich to be my girl you dont have to be cruel to rule my world theres no particular sign im more compatable with i just want your extra time and your kiss all we can do is hold on all we can do is hold on all we can do is hold on all we can do is
cold is foot
dont kiss me and i wont kiss you 1+1+1 is 2 in the place where i live on the back forty where the places are fenced cant pay the rent but the air is good im on a permanent diet like i know i should and theres a reason to smile and death is too near swallow the fear swallow the funk shake your right leg and make your left leg jump its a showdown and were winning without hands death to the man death to the lady think about your nooners and its covered in gravy each time i go down and dig back to the beginning lovers lost in time revenge riding on the wind myth of mathony caught in the mane wind princess from ireland sent cold is foot long is climb cold is foot long is climb who am i to say- how women are supposed to play? you claim not to deceive me, but now you wanna leave me. aint no love lost aint no love lost aint no love lost aint no love lost.
im for real
doin the best i can, tryin to get over. im broken hearted, its my fault. treated you wrong so many times- i just wanna talk. i get lonely- night after night. wonderin if im doin wrong, or if im doin whats right. im for real... im mad you get down with my girlfriend that aint right holler and fuss wanna fight wanna fight im mad you get down with my girlfriend that aint right holler and fuss wanna fight wanna fight doin the best i can
picnic queens and kings
wish i was in the land of cotton old time friends is not forgotten look away look away look away look away dixieland
irish moss
if i see you out tonight dark light upon your mortal body if i see you out tonight- oh no emerald blue your smile so stylish irish moss- african violet if i see you out tonight- oh no if i see you out tonight dark light upon your mortal body if i see you out tonight- oh no emerald blue your smile so stylish irish moss- african violet if i see you out tonight- oh no this is what the fortune teller meant by disconnection 63 lifetimes- no real direction lost like the secret pain in the tears of a shark but if i go through the fire i will go to her heart trace these veins with fingers till they reach the source and the royal fleet is drawn into it mythical course slow though the gantlet- blood screaming "i want it" hold it up like a curse in the face of the gods that taunt me when they say you dont want me oh for a storm tonight- to quit the pain lost we are in wine again i have to kill for freedom i have to raise the flag slow you know we always said wed never go if i see you out tonight dark light upon your mortal body if i see you out tonight- oh no emerald blue your smile so stylish irish moss- african violet if i see you out tonight- oh no this is what the fortune teller meant by disconnection 63 lifetimes- no real direction lost like the secret pain in the tears of a shark but if i go through the fire i will go to her heart trace these veins with fingers till they reach the source and the royal fleet is drawn into it mythical course slow though the gantlet- blood screaming "i want it" hold it up like a curse in the face of the gods that taunt me when they say you dont want me
meet you at the stairwell
you and me we ought to go outside downtown, across the river let the hours last long into the sunset dont disturb me sitting in my rocking chair you love another- we dont have to go there count the numbers between zero and one what real difference between yes and no the willow signs and casts her pollen three o-clock...met you at the stairwell dont turn your eyes onto mine- i cant be trusted besides..truth aint the only way to be busted.
go into a hare
i shall go into a hare with sorrow and sighing and mickle care and i shall go in the devils name ere that i be fetched hame i cant not go but i love you so we cant not try who knows what the mystery hides i shall go into a trout with sorrow and sighing and mickle doubt and show thee many a merry game ere that i be fetched hame i cant not go but i love you so we cant not try who knows what the mystery hides i shall go into a bee with mickle horror and dread of thee and flit to hive in the devils name ere that i be fetched hame i cant not go but i love you so we cant not try who knows what the mystery hides i shall go into a mouse are haste me unto the millers house there in his grain to have good game ere that i be fetched hame wrote this song for my girl my one true other in this world and death leans on the kiss i use when im dreaming of her smile she knows it wont be me to front the price of destiny i cant help but wonder how well get out of this shit now
dirty carpet
went to your door you sent me away i know you want me to come back every day call you on the phone your momma told me not to call back i know you didnt really mean that traditional lovin traditional lovin traditional lovin girl youre as hot as an oven that time by the river you wouldnt let me carry you across i know you want me take alot of this and melt your frost i keep waiting around/making a fuss lady its just- its just i hate to see you chained up traditional lovin traditional lovin traditional lovin girl youre as hot as an oven she said "what you want me to do" i said "i want you...to want me to fuck you" she just lay there, as if to say "we can only do it my way" traditional lovin traditional lovin traditional lovin
travelin tan
im not well baby, come take my hand- lets work on our travelin tan. south thailand, north hong kong- i know were not in love but it wont be long. dont pack nothin, dont bring a thing- cause you and me are goin out on the wing. and all of the good things to do... learnin to love the real you. about goin back home again- im not gonna promise and i wont say when. time gets the best of me- my lousy old heart is like a factory thats lost in the heat of the jungle, raidin gold, buying souls- and never any shade. dreamin downtown about the lemonade. the form and sound of memory fragrant, and touch-laden. wandering seems futile- the goal remains unset. of every day and night i make wasteful use. though i hear the ruffling close by of my unearthly sister. the descent into matter, the prodigal daughter, the terrible clouds, the horrible water... dear futuristic lonely maid, and maiden that land of. darken the scroll to the tune of the final frozen portal. fear the native strength and fate of it. one baby to another said "im lucky i met you" i dont care what you think unless it is about me. i travel through a tube and end up in your infection. because i like you. one baby to another said "im lucky i met you" i dont care what you think unless it is about me. i travel through a tube, end up in your infection. because i like you. one baby to another said "im lucky i met you" i dont care what you think, unless it is about me. i travel through a tube... end up in your infection. because i like you.
hold back-shot
baby its a shame we had to meet this way. the pilgrims are high and dry and theyre down by the river and theres soldiers in the distance. and im not where you are: havin dreams like a runaway fountain that never gets very far- theyve got dreams but its whats been allowed them. still not where you are: waitin round the shore for another bad starfish- a bad one like you. i didnt want to do it but i had to. not another dream where the knife moves slowly through the wool by the riverbed. she says its sad how the wind in the trees calls real softly for her and me. not another dream where the knife moves slowly through the wool by the riverbed. she says its sad how the wind in the trees calls real softly for her and me.
no path
no form no eyes no color no mind no sound no touch no increase nothing to attain no stopping no path no connection no death no obstacle no accumulation no compassion no annihalation oh jah i aint funnin- hold back the curtain, im a-comin. baby dont slow- dont stop tryin. put your foot on the rock and keep on risin. the shipwrecked pages that a month divides what a mouse can climb, how an elephant hides under ferns as long as the heavenly arm that the muses abide. from up on high, the single bloom of the frozen iris, and the greenhouse that hides it: held under and down by the ivory crown of the pirates. no form no eyes no color no mind no sound no touch no increase nothing to attain no stopping no path no connection no death no obstacle no accumulation no compassion no annihalation oh jah i aint funnin- hold back the curtain, im a-comin. baby dont slow- dont stop tryin. put your foot on the rock and keep on risin.