This Life, So Unlike The Last

This Lemonade Is Terrible

Pull the world out from underneath you. There is no one here to greet you. Just days like snakes crawling up your leg. The work seems worthless, at least hardly worth it.

Thirteen

One, two, three. . Won't you let me walk you home from school?. Won't you let me meet you at the pool?. Maybe Friday I can get tickets for the dance. And I'll take you.

There It Goes, So It Goes

The Thrill Of The Hunt

She's bright and you're bleak. Then she kicked you out into the street. You call her when you're weary and weak. And the coma you slip into. Will hold all this against you.

The Thing About Distance (redux)

Folding love letters and carefully placing them. in a box underneath my bed. When I drink I read over them. I'm much stronger than I was when I knew her,.

The Short Story Long

The Rest Is Up To You

The Last Time I Saw Richard

[Originally by Joni Mitchell]. The last I saw Richard was in Detroit '68 and he told me, "All romantics meet the same fate someday: cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe." "You laugh," he said, "you think you're immune, well go look into your eyes they're full of moons, you like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you all those pretty lies, pretty lies, when you gonna realize they're all just pretty lies, only pretty lies?" Put a quarter in the Wurlitzer and he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whir and the barmaid came by in fishnet stockings and a bowtie and said, "Drink up now, its getting on time to close." "Richard you haven't really changed," I said, "just now that you're romanticizing some kind of pain that's in your head, you've got tombstones in your eyes but the songs you picked to dream on, listen, they speak of a love so sweet. Love so sweet, when you gonna get yourself back up on your feet? Oh love can be so sweet, love so sweet." Richard got married to a figure skater and her bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator, and now he drinks alone most nights with the TV on and all the house lights off, crying. "I'm gonna blow this damn candle out, I don't want nobody coming over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about" All good dreamers end this way, staring down bottles in dark cafes, dark cafes, only a phase before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away, only a phase, these dark cafe days..

Tenderly

Time has told me that is never too late. Love has showed me that life's sometimes made of. sweet lies and make believe, yeah. sharing moments, time stops....

Think First, Speak Last

(Pre-Talk). okk, okkk (K-X Records). ok, lets go. . (Chorus)x2. -Things we dont know. -And we speak without knowin da truth. . (Verse 1). -Im insane and cant stop it.

Take Me Over

-(Chorus)-. -I love this feelin. -Da music runs through my veins. -I love this feelin. -The beats are impowering. . (Verse 1). -What can I say? I just love music.

The Devil

Another sleepless night. She can't take much more. Broken promises. Scattered on the floor. . Coffee, in silence. She looks the other way. He leaves without a word.

Trump Style

if i don't take to the highway. i'm going to lose my head. can't do things your way. gotta live my way. and the grass is greener on. the wrong side of the bed.

Tree Hugger

Flower said, "I wish I was a tree". The tree said, "I wish I could be. A different kind of tree". The cat wished that it was a bee. . The turtle wished that it could fly.

Tire Swing

I took the Polaroid down in my room. I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend. It's not as if I don't like you. It just makes me sad whenever I see it.

Time To Think

when they ask me what i need i'll say a capo, a lemonade, a dollar fifty. a big bathtub, prosthetic feet, diana ross' role in mahogany. so i can hang out with billy dee williams, and he can hang out with me.

The Sound Of Ataris

the sound of ataris kills working class men. who know that they'll never drive fast cars again. heroes are broken the cello is burnt. pictures of babies are covered with dirt.

The Competition

I never wanted to be better than my friends. I just wanted to prove wrong the people in my head. the ones who told me I'd be better of dead. the ones who told me that I would never win.

Talking Ernest

shoulda heard what my talking ernest said to your talking pee-wee. he said "last night that furby it was talkin to me. talking in the language of love".