GOODBYES

need a pack a smokes
to get ya through the day
a pound of joe
to keep the pain at bay
this is what is left
when you're all alone
head is shorn
and your lips are sewn
there's nothin' noone
to make you feel whole
and it's captured in
this photo's soul

five miles lost
on down the road
the trail's lost
or growing cold
you're an outsider
you knew when you left
your hearth and home
there'd be no place left
to call you're own
this side of her

DEATH WITHOUT THE STEAMROLLER

FIrst thing ya feel after one too many
gettin' outta bed's a drag and your head feels heavy
and a funy cottonmouth taste
promise yourself you'll drink no more
but there's booze being spilled out on the floor
and it's such a waste

Death without the steamroller
last night sure took a toll on her
here's hopin' the mornin' light
will chase her blues away
Death without the steamroller
there's no more booze left in her
just what last night has left behind

Down to the floor to drink it dry
last call lovers the cold goodbye
there's one more song on the hi fives
late last night's just a dull ache
was it your head or your heart you thought to break
two shots to every happpy couple girlfriends and wives

Death without the steamroller
last night sure took a toll on her
here's hopin' the mornin' light
will chase her blues away
Death without the steamroller
there's no more booze left in her
just what last night has left behind

WHAT IT'S LIKE

people always askin’
what’s it like in Iraq
here’s somethin’ you won’t find
on the newspaper rack
you wake in the mornin’
choppers hoverin’ near
.50 cals are blazin’
somewhere in the rear
every day’s the same
eleven months to go
people reenlisting
for the tax free dough
we ask how ya doin’
the family and the wife
months passing by
a year of wasted life
we put on the gear
and roll the craps dice
some are know to make
the greatest sacrifice
we return to the states
to applause of a nation
but all we done over here
is protect the corportation
this is what we’ll say
reminiscing in bars
that we all risked our lives
for K B and R

BLASPHEMIES

when I get to heaven
will God still be on His throne
and see me with those ancient eyes
all the things He can’t condone
do I believe in Nietzsche
that truly God is dead
or the words of the Bible
that my father read

be a good boy and do good things
your salvation is assured
but I do not understand
this concept is absurd

man we are like worms
livin’ in the dirt
God holds up the looking glass
to see if the sun will hurt
man we lost connection
to the cosmic plan
is there a higher power
something I can understand

you put me on earth
you left me all alone
a ship at sea driftin’
a dog without a bone
you tell me no answers
to the questions I ask
you hide behind the veil
reality a mask
and when I dare to question
the things that I see
you tell me I’ll be damned
hell eternally

I never saw a choice
in the things I must believe
life is just a phantasm
this dreary dream we weave
so when I go to hell
I’ll look Satan in the eye
tell him how he’s fucked us all
by tellin’ us the lie

KILLIN' TIME

Got some dude standin’ there
Wit my gun to his head
Peep this shit brutha
This shit ain’t dread
I’m tellin’ him sit down
Hands in the air
I know he understands
But pretend he don’t hear
So I rack back the shotty
Stick up to his ear
Finger on the trigger
Squeeze it part his hair
This shit ain’t happenin’, bro
This shit ain’t real
Soul is burnin’ baby
Can’t shake how it feel
And just the other day
Saw some dude wit holes
Blood seepin’ out
Oh shit is that his soul
I seen it fadin’ fast
Slidin’ by his eyes
Gives up the ghost
And the body just dies
How can you write home
And say you seen the dead
Or try to describe
All the shit in your head
So you keep it locked in
Bottled up tight
But somethin’ inside screamin’
This shit ain’t right
Here’s a little somethin’
I don’t understand
Little boys in war
With guns in their hands
They teach how to shoot
They teach how to kill
They give you the power
And they give you the will
But what they don’t teach
In basic one o one
Is how to live with killin’
When the killin’s all done

RASTA

Hail to thee, Haile Sellasie
Repatriate Rastafari
Gone back to Ethiopi
Where all Ras can be free
Rasta!
Jah man!
Come on now, Haile Sellasie
Return return to me
I and I of Rastafari
Wait and wait on Haile Sellasie
Rasta!
Jah man!
There is no place above me
Holy land is Ethiopi
When we go back to see He
There will be no more suffering
Rasta!
Jah Man!
Come come smoke ganj with me
Smoke up and set you free
So says the King Sellasie
All ganj is good for me
Rasta!
Jah man!
You say white man oppress me
I say no man oppress me
when we fly to Ethiopi
All Ras there will be free
Rasta!
Jah man!

COLD WINDS BLOWIN'

seems like all my life
cold winds blow on me
been fightin’ wars with the Man upstairs
who sends the cold winds down on me

hands are in my pockets
collar turned towards the breeze
never got no breaks from Him
who sends the wind right through the trees

it blows down hard and it blows down soft
sometimes it blows with rain
it blows with dust and dirt my friend
but always with a cold refrain

told myself some secrets
no one knows ‘em well
wind tears words from my lips
on unhearing ears they fell

spent my life alone
the wind and me agree
nothin’ and no one to call my own
only the wind that’s chasin’ me

it blows down hard and it blows down soft
sometimes it blows with rain
it blows with dust and dirt my friend
but always with a cold refrain

and I been trudgin’ here for quite some time
the wind keeps me company
old Man blowin’ cold breath on down
I wish he’d let me be.

BELLS

Bells are prophets
And bells are seers
Ring uncertain futures
Toll out your fears
They’re ringin’ out now
Revolutions on the rise
The cut ‘em down tomorrow
When the dictator dies


Cast out of iron
Cast out of steel
They’re ringin’ out slow
When the dead don’t feel
They’re ringin’ up high
Strung in the steeple
Tellin’ the time
Opiate of the people


They’re ringin’ out now
The town’s on fire
Out with the old
In with desire
The lover’s are sleepin’
After making their love
While bells are watching
From perches high above

9MM

Went to my room
Got my nine millimeter
Knew there was a day
I was gonna need her
Played Russian roulette
With a semi automatic
At a point in my life
When everything was static

I dug my own grave
Dumped my body in
No one left to save
And that’s what my life has been

I’ve been more than
A lover and a hater
Been the boy that said
Friend see ya later
Been to the top
And I been to the bottom
Been into pills
And been in the bottle

I dug my own grave
Dumped my body in
No one left to save
And that’s what my life has been

VIRGINIA

She was packaged and stenciled
Made in viginia
Hitchin’ out of town
Was a way to forget her

Set outta town
On a cold red mornin’
Ringin’ in my head
All the words of her warnin’

When you was raised down south
Just a spit from the line
You’re brought up to believe
Home is a piece of mind

You buy the insurance
And slap on label
It may be fragile baby
But this ain’t no fable

You can drop it in the dust
Kick it all around
I’ll put it all together
As I head westward bound

HEADIN' SOUTH

Went on down to texas
To see ta cross the line
Escape a life of luxury
And everything in my mind
Hitched to Amarillo
I met me a Mexican
Said gringo don’t ya go way down there
They’sa dirty to the man

I looked him square dead in the eye
Said I’d like some poverty
If bein’ poor’s whatcha lookin’ for
Then Mexico is for me
Set my sights southern bound
With nothin’ left to pack
Climbed the fence late one night
Never lookin’ back

Most head north to yankee land
To get opportunity
Headin’ south as fast as I can
To seek a better life for me
Crossed the Colorado
A fine stench to be sure
American blues fade real fast
Mexico is the cure

MINDLESS MILLIONS

Come to be baby
Get your opium
It’s the drug
That makes ya numb
Lambs to the slaughter
Line up for the votin’ machine
Punch you’re your ticket
For the wizard that you’ve never seen
Red blue baby
Parties all the same
Beyond the curtain baby
There ain’t no sick and lame
They got the pusher eyes
As you line up for the truth
Mouth full a gums
They bite you with the sugar tooth
Mindless millions
Blinder studded eyes
Cut the gag reflex baby
To swallow more of their lies

now I know you
never gonna listen
so used to
livin' all twisted
but prometheus stole the fire
brought it in on his back
and flame goes to crystal
so you smokin' your crack
now it's been twenty years
from one place to another
but still it's all the same
cuz you're missin' your mother
remember your times together
remember the days of fun
she's on the southbound train now
you're on the northbound one
now the dead don't die
they just know they never leavin'
and if God was your father
would he try to get even
but you layin' on your couch
and you lookin' all lax
needle in the arm
layin' it's tracks
flame goes to spoon
now it's down to the wire
bubble on the edge
now you stuck in mire

cocaine

woke up in a strange room
white powder all around
a broken heart a broken mind
no whole peice could be found
they pegged me for a dealer
a dealer I am by trade
goddam the pusher man
but a pusher I remain
I've always been a junkie
the darker things I crave
anything I can find
to lead me to the grave
got into the black car
said take me to insane
driver turner poured me a line
said suck on that cocaine
drink a shot a whiskey
snort a line a coke
contemplate what's left behind
me the cosmic joke
lookin' for the free love
but love don't come for free
paid the price in blood my friend
if you seen me you'd agree
if I had a line a cocaine
I'd snort it up my nose
follow the white line inside my head
to where the hell no one knows
if I had some heroin
I'd shoot some in my vein
orgasmic silence to revel in
trascend this earthly plane

thump

empty streets and
parking lots
lonely hearts and
poor old sots
last night's story
last night's plot
to follow through or
to follow not

with one glance my melting heart
burns into the ground
the thump thump thump it used to make
now don't make a thumping sound

suddenly time
don't stand still it's
time to love it's
time to kill
sometimes play the
bastard role but
inside myself is there a
bastard soul

with one glance my melting heart
burns into the ground
the thump thump thump it used to make
now don't make a thumping sound

was a time said
with a smile life
is a journey
walk the mile
got my pipe dreams
are they what they seem
battle ground's in the
in betweens
construction worker
lay them plans
can ya lay 'em all
with them tiny hands

with one glance my melting heart
burns into the ground
the thump thump thump it used to make
now don't make a thumping sound

burn

crossing bridges should've burned
ashes left to dwindle
left the past far behind
those flames to rekindle

smoke lingers pocketed
in conflicted hopless lovers
learned to sing while hidin'
in the skirts of single mothers

bottled my emotions
drank 'em down again
body of a junkie
growing pale and thin

we're all sinner addicts
cravin' deeper pain
cover up the punctures
tattoo secret stain

city lights burnin'
somewhere in your eye
deep in flaming wind
heard Mary cry

disaffection
no connection
to this world of make believe
introspection
self inspection
these thoughts they do deceive
flagellation
self mutilation
hopin' to find some new reprieve

Neverland

come with me to neverland
never to return
misspent years of our youth
lessons to relearn
sicafantic fuckups
prick you do you bleed
got the blunts baby
burn in amsterdam weed
we're gonna get high
we're gonna lie
in a bed of our own makin'
we're gonna be naked
peter pan complex
never wanna grow old
wendy warm me baby
your love is growing cold
lost boys trackin' mud
through your heart and home
pirates and their orgy
make you wanna moan
we're gonna get high
we're gonna lie
in a bed of our own makin'
we're gonna be naked
captain hook bartender
with his eyes of steel
you sold your soul baby
to drink your last meal
happy thought pills
they make you wanna fly
wake up in peter's bed
but you can't remember why
we're gonna get high
we're gonna lie
in a bed of our own makin'
we're gonna be naked

walkin' to my lonely car
nestled in a parking lot
walkin' to my lonely car
is all that I have got
how can I tell you this
make you slightly amused
that the way I am feeling
is more than abused
she doesn't love you man
the endstate is just the same
since there's no one left to hurt
there's only me to blame