1. Chicago2. Raised Right Men
3. Talking At The Same Time
4. Get Lost
5. Face To The Highway
6. Pay Me
7. Back In The Crowd
8. Bad As Me
9. Kiss Me
10. Satisfied
11. Last Leaf
12. Hell Broke Luce
13. New Year's Eve
14. She Stole The Blush
15. Tell Me
16. After You Die
CHICAGO
The seeds are planted here
But they won’t grow
We won’t have to say goodbye
If we all go
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
To leave all we’ve ever known
For a place we’ve never seen
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
Well It’s braver to stay
Even braver to go
Wherever she goes I go
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
What we need the lord will give us
All we want we carry with us
You know where I can be found
Where the rainbow hits the ground
I’m not alone
I’m not afraid
‘Cause this bird has flown from his cage
There’s so much magic we have known
On this sapphire we call home
With my coat and my hat
I say goodbye to all that
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
In Chicago
In Chicago
All aboard
All aboard...
RAISED RIGHT MEN
There ain’t enough raised right men
I said there ain’t enough raised right men
It takes a raised right man to keep a happy hen
I said there ain’t enough raised right men
Heavens to murkatroid
Miners to coal
A good women can make a diamond out of a measly lump of coal
And you need the patience of a glacier
If you can wait that long
Open up his window and admit it you’re wrong, you know
They’re ain’t enough raised right, ain’t enough raised right men
And there ain’t enough raised right men
It takes raised right men to keep a happy hen
And there ain’t enough raised right men
Mackey Debiasi
Was a complicated man
He quarreled with his woman
And she quarreled with her man
And his head was just too thick
So she knocked out a tooth
He’s that lonely man on the Turnpike in the
Toll takers booth
And they’re ain’t enough raised right, ain’t enough raised right men
And say the truth, baby, not, ain’t right men
It takes raised right men to keep a happy hen
And there ain’t enough raised right men
Gunplay Maxwell
And Flat Nose George
Ice Pick Ed Newcomb
On a slab in the morgue
Flat Nose looked at Gunplay
And they all looked at me
With a good woman’s love we could have saved all three
And there ain’t enough raised right, ain’t enough raised right
ain’t enough raised right, ain’t enough raised right men
And say there ain’t enough raised right men
It takes raised right men to keep a happy hen
That is, ain’t enough raised right men
I say, ain’t enough raised right men
I say, ain’t enough raised right men
TALKING AT THE SAME TIME
Get a job, save your money, listen to Jane
Everybody knows umbrellas will cost more in the rain
All the news is bad
Is there any other kind?
And everybody’s talking at the same time
And everybody’s talking at the same time
Well it’s hard times for some
For others it’s sweet, oh yeah
Someone makes money when there’s blood in the street
Don’t take any lip
Stay in line
Everybody’s talking at the same time
Well the dog is in the kitchen
And the war drags on
The trees wait by the freeway
All the money’s gone
Well she told me she would leave me
I ignored all the signs
And now everybody’s talking at the same time
Everybody’s talking at the same time
Ain’t no one coming to pull you from the mud
You gotta build your nest high enough to ride out the flood
I know you’re leaving and there’s no more next time
Everybody’s talking at the same time
Well, a tiny boy sat and he played in the sand
He made a sword from a stick
And a gun from his hand
Well we bailed out all the millionaires
They’ve got the fruit
We’ve got the rind
And everybody’s talking at the same time
Everybody’s talking at the same time
GET LOST
I don’t want to feel all cooped up
I feel like I’m on a chain
I got my ride all souped up
We’re never coming back again
Time it don’t mean nothing
Money means even less
Don’t bring nothin baby
You’re better then all the rest
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get, I wanna go get lost, yeah
When you wear that real tight sweater
You know I can’t resist
It’s been that way forever baby
Ever since we kissed
Roll down all the windows
Turn up Wolfman Jack
Please, please love me tender
Ain’t nothin wrong with that
Let’s go get lost, yeah
Let’s go get lost, yeah
Let’s go get lost
I wanna go get lost, yeah
Whatever that they told you about me
Well all of it’s true
You’re never gonna be with out me baby
I’m never gonna be without you
Top it off, fill it with high test
Think about it what cha gonna tell your boss?
Think about it what cha gonna tell your boss?
Think about it what cha gonna tell your boss?
Think about it what cha gonna tell your boss?
And get lost
I just wanna get, I just wanna get lost
And get lost
I just wanna get, I just wanna get, I just wanna get, I just wanna get lost
All night long…
FACE TO THE HIGHWAY
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
The cradle wants a baby
Kitchen wants a pan
The heart wants a certain kind of lover if it can
The ocean wants a sailor
The gun wants a hand
Money wants a spender
Road wants a man
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my face to the highway
And I turn my back on you
Devil wants a sinner
Sky wants a bird
Table wants the dinner
And the lips want a word
Glass wants the wine
Fist wants to hurt
Clock wants the time
And the shovel wants to work
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my face to the highway
And I turn my back on you
Going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
Going away
Going away
Coal wants a miner
Soldier takes a stand
The walls of the prison want a solitary man
The window wants a curtain
The plow wants the land
Diamond ring wants to fit upon the finger of her hand
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my face to the highway
I turned my back on you
Going away
Going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away
PAY ME
They pay me not to come home
Keeping me stoned
I won’t run away
They say it’s easy to get
Stuck in this town
Just like Joan
You know I gave it all up for the stage
They fill my cup up in the cage
It’s nobody’s business but mine when I’m low
To hold yourself up is not a crime here you know
At the end of the world
I kick my foot at the lights
I breathe it in all night
There’s a light on a canvas tree
Money from home supporting me
They pay me not to come home
I won’t eat crow
Ill stay away
And though all roads will not lead you home my girl
All roads lead to the end of the world
I sewed a little luck up in the hem of my gown
The only way down from the gallows is to swing
And I’ll wear boots instead of high heels
And the next stage that I am on it will have wheels
BACK IN THE CROWD
If you don’t want these arms to hold you
If you don’t want these lips to kiss you
If you’ve found somebody new
Put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the clouds
Put me back in the crowd
There’s a battle going on
Between the blue and the grey
And if you don’t want my love
Don’t make me stay
There’s a battle going on
Between the blue and the grey
And if you don’t want my love
Don’t make me stay
Take back your name
Take back these wings
Take my picture from the frame
And put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the cloud
Put me back in the crowd
Put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the cloud
Put me back in the crowd
BAD AS ME
You’re the head on the spear
You’re the nail on the cross
You’re the fly in my beer
You’re the key that got lost
You’re the letter from Jesus on the bathroom wall
You’re mother superior in only a bra
You’re the same, you’re the same, you’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
I’m the hat on the bed
I’m the coffee instead
I’m the fish or cut bait
I’m the detective up late
I’m the blood on the floor
The thunder and the roar
I’m the boat that won’t sink
I just won’t sleep a wink
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
No good you say
Well that’s good enough for me
You’re the wreath that caught fire
You’re the preach to the choir
You bite down on the sheet
But your teeth have been wired
You skid in the rain
You’re trying to shift
You’re grinding the gears
You’re trying to shift
And you’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
They told me you were no good
I know you’ll take care of all my needs
You’re the same kind of bad as me
I’m the mattress in the back
I’m the old gunnysack
I’m the one with the gun
Most likely to run
I’m the car in the weeds
If you cut me I’ll bleed
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
Same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Same kind of bad as me
KISS ME
The fire’s dying out
All the embers have been spent
Outside on the street
Lovers hide in the shadows
You look at me
I look at you
There’s only one thing
I want you to do
Kiss me
I want you to kiss me
Like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again
I want to believe that our love’s a mystery
I want to believe that our love’s a sin
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again
You wear the same kind of perfume
You wore when we met
I suppose there’s something comforting
In knowing what to expect
But when you brushed up against me
Before I knew your name
Everything was thrilling
Because nothing was the same
Now I want you to kiss me
I want you to kiss me
Like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again
I want to believe our loves a mystery
I want to believe our loves a sin
Oh will you kiss me like a stranger once again
I want you to kiss me like a stranger
Kiss me like a stranger once again
SATISFIED
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
Roll my vertebrae out like dice
Let my skull be a home for the mice
Let me bleach like the bones on a beach
I’ll be hard like a pit from a peach
Now the ground has a branch
Now the hound has a ranch
The old tressel’s just junk
The Edsel is on blocks
The old said so won’t talk
I’m a blimp that’s straining, cut’er ties
I’m a moth in training, flutter by
Huh…
When I’m gone
When I’m gone
I said I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
I said I will be satisfied
When I’m believing, satisfaction
When I’m grieving, satisfaction
When I’m shaking, satisfaction
When I’m praying, satisfaction
When I’m staying, satisfaction
When I’m carousing
When I’m a thousand
I said I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
Now Mr. Jagger and Mr. Richards
I will scratch where I’ve been itching
Now Mr. Jagger and Mr. Richards
I will scratch where I’ve been itching
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
Let me go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
I said I will have satisfaction
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Take a left off the straight and the narrow
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Before I’m gone
LAST LEAF
I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree
When the autumn wind blows they’re already gone
They flutter to the ground ‘cause they can’t hang on
There’s nothing in the world that I ain’t seen
I greet all the new ones that are coming in green
I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they wont take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree
They say I got staying power here on the tree
But been here since Eisenhower and I’ve out lived even he
I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree
I fight off the snow
I fight off the hail
Nothing makes me go
I’m like some vestigial tail
I’ll be here through eternity
If you want to know how long
If they cut down this tree
I’ll show up in a song
I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree
I’m the last leaf on the tree
I’m the last leaf on the tree
HELL BROKE LUCE
I had a good home but I left
I had a good home but I left, right, left
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong
I guarantee you’ll meet up with a suicide bomb
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin’ in the hole
Listen to the general every goddamn word
How many ways can you polish up a turd
Left, right, left, left, right
Left, right
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess
Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Left, right, left
What did you do before the war?
I was a chef, I was a chef
What was your name?
It was Geoff, Geoff
I lost my buddy and I wept, wept
I come down from the meth
So I slept, slept
I had a good home but I left, left
Pantsed at the wind for a joke
I pranced right in with the dope
Glanced at her shin she said nope
Left, right, left
Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool
Get me another body bag the body bag’s full
My face was scorched, scorched
I miss my home I miss my porch, porch
Left, right, left
Can I go home in March? March
My stanch was a chin full of soap
That rancid dinner with the pope
Left, right, left
Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Boom went his head away
And boom went Valerie
What the hell was it that the president said?
Give him a beautiful parade instead
Left, right, left
When I was over here I never got to vote
I left my arm in my coat
My mom she died and never wrote
We sat by the fire and ate a goat
Just before he died he had a toke
Now I’m home and I’m blind
And I’m broke
What is next
NEW YEAR’S EVE
The door was open I was seething
Your mother burst in it was freezing
She said it looks like it’s trying to rain
I was lost I felt sea sick
You convinced me that he’d left
You said keep talking but don’t use any names
I scolded your driver and your brother
We are old enough to know how long you’ve been hooked
And we’ve all been through the war
And each time you score
Someone gets hauled and handcuffed and booked
It felt like four in the morning
What sounded like fire works
Turned out to be just what it was
The stars looked like diamonds
Then came the sirens
And everyone started to cuss
All the noise was disturbing
And I couldn’t find Irving
It was like two stations on at the same time
And then I hid your car keys
And I made black coffee
And I dumped out the rest of the rum
Nick and Socorro broke up
And Candice wouldn’t shut up
Fin he recorded the whole thing
Ray he said damn you
And someone broke my camera
And it was New Years
And we all started to sing
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne
I was leaving in the morning with Charles for Las Vegas
And I didn’t plan to come back
I had only a few things
Two hundred dollars
And my records in a brown paper sack
I ran out on Sheila
Everything’s in storage
Calvin’s right I should go back to driving truck
Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne
SHE STOLE THE BLUSH
A window left open
And the pillow is soaking wet
Who says love, ever comes without tolls
She sends no kindness
No words of regret
When she put the fork in the road
There’s a ring with a diamond missing
And it was lost in the backseat of a car
And there’s a dollar on the floor in the kitchen
Christmas lights blinking on a long dead tree in the parlour
Cheaters never prosper
Cheaters never win
Cheaters never ppppppprosper
Cheaters never win
Cheaters never prosper
Cheaters never win
Long hair big eyes and she always needs money
Did I find her?
Or was she the one who chose?
I wanna drown like a fly in the honey
And she stole the blush from the rose
Long hair big eyes and she always needs money
Did I find her?
Or was she the one who chose?
I wanna drown like a fly in the honey
Because she stole the blush from the rose
Because she stole the blush from the rose
She stole the blush from the rose
Because she stole the blush from the rose
Because she stole the blush from the rose
TELL ME
Why plant a seed deep in the ground
Why, why, why plant
Why put a stone on a grave in town
Why, why, why plant
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me why it’s so
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me so I’ll know
Why does a wedding ring have the hardest stone
Why, why, why plant
Why does a little dog bury it’s bone
Why, why, why plant
So the river will not drown it
And the highway won’t take it
And the dust will not cover it
And the sun will not blind it
And the wind won’t blow it away
Why put a song bird in a cage
Why, why, why plant
Why write I love you on every page
Why, why, why plant
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me why it’s so
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me so I’ll know
Why does a bird build it’s nest so high
Why, why, why plant
Why hold the baby when the baby cries
Why, why, why plant
So the river will not drown it
And the highway won’t take it
And the dust will not cover it
And the sun will not blind it
And the wind won’t blow it away
So the river will not drown it
And the highway won’t take it
And the dust will not cover it
And the sun will not blind it
And the wind won’t blow it away
AFTER YOU DIE
Like a tin can feeding
Like a skinned hand bleeding
Like a tramp choir crying
Like a camp fire dying
Like a big dog breeding
Like a pig hog feeding
Like a top hat tipping
Like a dropped rat skipping
Like a tin horn glowing
Like a gin storm blowing
Like a neck tie flapping
Like a rich guy clapping
Like a big fool crawling
Like a rig tool falling
Like a back door squeaking
Like a crack whore tweaking
What is it like?
What is it like after we die?
Like a string that’s broken
Like a thing that’s smoking
Like a blue flame burning
Like a new brain learning
Like more cold coffee
Like a poor old softie
Like a declining graveyard
Like a shining brave star
Like a child that’s fainting
Like a wild ass painting
What is it like?
What is it like after we die?
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