Ghost River Bed

There was a time when I was a little guy and the radio played. Took a broom for guitar. and pretending to walk down the stage. thought the people sang my songs.

For A Day

For a day Id like to be the wind. Just to blow through your hair while I breathe. But if my heartbeats only rocked your sleep. For a day Id like to be no one but me.

Find The Road

You can walk a hundred thousand miles. to see where you belong. but all you feel around tonight. is nothing but the road. you can see one hundred thousand suns creeping from below.

Days Of Wine & Roses

Give me 50 cents to start again. Give me 50 cents to play the game. Morphine, caffeine, taking nicotine. Baby would you like to see me drain?. . Let me judge whats wrong or right.

C.c.c. (counting Cameron's Crows)

Tommy bought a ticket for the saturday afternoon show with fast pop corn fields and slow kisses o' beer from last row empty seats and blue dim light "Please be silent" said the neon sign from the motion picture searchlight one flash like a porthole through the dark starring actress winking at him Everyone's a part to act in life Everyone's a life to act in part Here comes the saturday night (feels alright) the neon cinema sign (makes his spirit fly) another man tries the dream to cease the pain one for Billie, two for him, three for the road He's surely counting Cameron's crows Tommy met Blue Billie playin' piano at night in the clubs He couldn't know that she'd leave in a handful of months took her to the latest show, loved her lips he felt like Romeo when he felt pulsing the veins she disappeared like summer rain another dry scene in the ocean Everyone's a part of life in act everyone's an act and life apart CHORUS + One for Eva, two for Helen, three for soul He's surely counting Cameron's crows.

Born To Lose

Shy boys sitting near the tracks. Of an unknown station. Still theyre waiting for that train. Guess they call it Hope. In this world that blows away our own words.

Alcatraz Xmas

Modern lights in modern towns. Modern guns for modern mums. St. Malo to Camden via Valun. Every inch of this worlds away in bloom. Modern roads for modern cars.

Let Us Be Lovers

Tornado Song

(J. Hamel). I will gladly go where I have never travelled,. I will gladly go where I have never been.. And he rumbles and he purrs,. And his eyes are large and slow,.

The Rocky Road To Dublin

Merry month of June,. And from my home I started,. Left the girls of Tuam,. Nearly broken hearted;. Saluted father dear,. Kissed my darlin' mother,. drank a pint of beer,.

The Nobleman's Wedding

Lately last night, I was asked to a wedding,. The wedding of one who proved unkind,. For all that day as she thought of her bridegroom,. Thoughts of another one strayed through her mind..

The Cruel Sister

A farmer lived in the North Country,. Hey ho, bonny-o,. He had daughters one, two, three.. One was as bright as is the sun,. And coal black grew another one..

The Catcher In The Rye

Well, Jenny's a sweet young body, Jenny's seldom dry,. Draggled her petticoatie, comin' through the rye.. If a body meet a body comin' through the rye,.

Saucy Sailor

Come my own one, come my fair one,. Come now unto me,. Could you fancy a poor sailor lad,. Who has just come from sea?. You are ragged love, you are dirty love,.

Ottawa

(J. Hamel). Walking past one,. Do you want to try for Ottawa?. Let's keep heading north,. Where the sun doesn't boil.. Five blocks past falling,. Bricks and caves and signs,.

Innisfree

(W.B. Yeats/J. Hamel). I will arise and go now,. And go to Innisfree,. And a small cabin build there,. Of clay and wattles made.. Nine bean rows will I have there,.

Dunlavy's Castle

(J. Hamel). Four and sixty years ago, high in Dunlavy's Castle,. Stood and lady and maid, in the light of a fire,. Making ready for a run.. Four hundred men stood square on the beach.

Fattie Fattie

I really love you fatty fat. Fatty fatty yeah. I really love you fatty fat. Fatty fatty yeah. . I love your body when you drop off your body. I love your body when you lie down very low.

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We Wish You A Shitty Christmas

I wish you a fucking Christmas. I wish you a sucky Christmas. I wish you a shitty Christmas. And hate Richard Gere (?). . I wish you a shitty Christmas.