The Turning Point
Now my eyes are tired and my breathings deep
Lord I feel so weary but God I never sleep
My heart was deep in the matter
My heart was deep in the matter
And this wedding band on my hand
Is tarnished fogged and dull
But it won't come off my finger
No matter how hard I pull
And with damp eyes I search the shadows
Of these moonlit roads trying to get a glimpse
Of what I've lost while I’m
Headed for The Turning Point
Round and Round
There's a tangled twisted tree bark withered and dry,
standing solemnly against an icy sky.
Autumn leaves fill the eaves and clog the drains.
Bitter tears mix with mist and frozen rain.
Fallen fences rattle against the wind.
Black clouds knuckle the horizon,
and I want you back again
The Nietzsche Lounge
Now the Waitress Used to Work at Commander Salamander
The Promoter Mixes Kafka with Camus
And the Downtown Crowd Is Looking Pale and Thin
No One Really Knows What to Say or Do
Until someone cries "what was in Holst's mind when he sent
the planets in motion too?
And the elision fields seem so far from here
tell me what the hell we're going to do?" You
Should Have Had the Good Sense to Lay it down
You Should Have Had the Good Sense to Pay it down
You Should Have Had the Good Sense to Play it down
At the Nietzsche Lounge
The Lost Highway
I'm standing' in the black eye of your hurricane
while you're holding' your hand over an open flame
blaming' everyone for all your pain
love is blind
we're riding alone down the lost highway
with no tomorrow only today
you might well remember what the mystics say
it'll come back to you
Alabama Town
big hot sun melted bubble gum
soft asphalt cokes 'n rum
bouffants beehives crewcuts GI's
walking round like Elvis with their teenage brides
Grandpa's out back with a bottle of Jack
Courtney's putting' pennies on the railroad track
me I'm just hanging' around this Alabama Town
I Walk Alone
now I'm thinkin' about a young man and a young girl in their prime
in an interlude at midnight underneath a moonlit pine
and how they swore for love that would never be forlorn
and now I wonder what went wrong
cause I walk alone
Strange Groove
Her hair is red-yellow cut like straw
She goes against the grain like a cross cut saw
She consoles the living
She confides in the dead
She says "I'm the girl that put "The Big Bang"
in God's head"
You know the girl's got a very
strange groove
The girl's got a very
Strange ....
Loose Ends
does your Daddy still deal in queens
does your mamma still want to dress you
it's a matter of ways and means
when those loose ends, the loose ends always get you
Your Prettiness
I love the tacky
Way you dress
the way your streaked tipped hair
falls in a mess
The way you curse
Your lack of class
the way you walk into church shaking your ass
Darlin' I know
You ain't no queen or duchess
But I loooooooove
Your prettiness
Our love is an ocean
of turbulent emotion
you know that's the way it outta be
You got a mean disposition
Gave me a nervous condition
But damn I like the way you look when you're mad at me.
Geechee Geechee WaWa
way down deep in Mexico
where the wild Santa Ana's blow
in a house full of skulls and bones she sits in a chair all alone
swathed in color and moonlight like a vision
in the eyes of Vincent Van Gogh
some call her an all knowing' being
some call her a gypsy queen
she speaks in cantations and nursery rhyme spells
she speaks of power and love and dreams
with a face that says I know what I mean
put an ear to her lips
here's what you'll glean
Geechee Geechee Wa Wa
Geechee Geechee Wa Wa good
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