Heard it all before --- Janet Gabriel. . I've given you the benefit (..of the doubt). I trusted everything you did. Though they said you played around.
Verse I. Honey, hold my purse. I will nurse/ this game back to its worth. I will curse/ these rappers, they the worse. I'm the toughest nigga in the game wearing a skirt.
Stand as the snowflakes fall silently. Finding their rest in the street. They parachute down spinning gracefully. To the tune of the bells in the city.
Wanna know, about his, single-minded drive, his ego?. Listen to him as he, taunts and takes on all, of his enemies with a savage swagger. . Watch him point his middle finger..
Friday night and I'm bored again. my wallet holds another ten. get my stuff and pack to go. all geared up for another show. me and my buds gas up our van.
Theres only one place I gotta be. With music all over me. Baby theres heartache on the dance floor. . DJ show me some sympathy. Now where the hells my freakin song.
I know you know the humility of pain. But I must tell you to understand. The personalities of your fellows. As long as you keep your life. You got to know where to go.
How many places have you called your home. How many faces look the same as your own. How did you do it when they stripped you of your pride. Would you say it's time, oh won't you say it's time.
(Jandek and woman's parts are simultaneous, not sequential). Jandek:. You know. Up at the house. The house up on the hill. You can drink your fill. I'm going to the house.
My mother was a tailor. She sewed these new blue jeans. My father was a gambler. Down in New Orleans. The only thing a gambler needs. His suitcase and a trunk.
Well your brain is weary and your manner rough. Well OK but that's enough. Crazy lights, crazy fights. Cotton's on the way hey. Walk along sing a song and pray.
I can't believe I'm here. With all the deaths I almost died. And then woke up in another place. Disoriented, I shook my head. What, where, how. Who, when, how much.
Hey mister can you tell me. Is there a knife stuck in your face. Have matchbook covers been your mirrors. Do you feel your hand in your own pocket. Hey mister do you count the shadows that fall before you.
I see it says Pitchstone Plateau. Before I had a chance to shut the door. Helena you held no lies. Stolen from my youthful eyes. Captured in your fleeting past.
[woman] Let us have a hand for Harry Idle. [Jandek] A hand. [woman] He was peace and older days. [Jandek] A hand, a hand, a hand for Harry Idle. [Jandek] Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. And now you want a fortune too. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. You think you'll ever be untrue?. Ha ha ha.... You think you'll ever be untrue?.
Nobody knows me like the monkey on my back. Hes got control now and Ill never get it back. Its a brutal attraction like a moth to a deadly flame. Its a knee-jerk reaction, fall to my knees and beg.
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