Tonight, pretend you're an acrobat. And you're being thrown on top of the world. Do you still wish you were beautiful?. 'Cause you will always be beautiful.
Hang dog you sitting and counting nameless stars. And when you look down you're beginning to fall away. . You dried up like an august creekbed. I mounted in an album.
when sunday's is over let me love you. we'd take our clothes off in my bed. i would rob your body, with my body. though you lied to me instead. you just rolled me over.
When the moment finally comes. I could be the trigger. You could be the gun. That blows out the back. Of my skull. . When a better day arrives. I could be the winner.
Your brother got bird lice. From a feather he fixed with a bobby pin. That's a small price to pay. For the privilege of being the indian. . He said I'll be your friend.
Found another chicken dead. Out behind the barn. Eaten up and full of flies. Summer has begun. . The heat is making waves again. Across the fields in back.
There's no sign of love. I can see the faces. underneath the smile. everyone's alone. . And they don't believe you so. no, they won't believe you, no.
It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing. Just listen to that jesus jumper sing. He's got the angels in his throat. But the devil's down there in his scrote.
She bolts the door. To shield us from the storm. All the windows locked. All the curtains drawn. . Too afraid to look. Too scared for words. Out in the night sky.
This is sadness and here's what you can do with it. Leave it in a dumpster for the garbage man to find. This is disappointment and here's what you can do with it.
Hey Jen. Its me again. Tell me, how ya doin. . I know. Its been a year or so. Its like I died or somethin. . The weekend just went by so quickly. And now its incredibly slow.
California bingo. Man I must be dreaming. Fascination on the midway. Listen to him screaming. Sounding like a preacher. Calling in the sinners. Says california bingo.
When hope is gone. We drag the pond. And try to look beyond. The dead end of summer. There's a haze hanging over the town. . So hide your eyes. Ignore the flies.
Hey man you wanna be the pilot. Of a kamikaze aeroplane. Instead I bet you're gonna add it to. A list of things you never tried. . You're a fifth wheel, a fourth class.
In a mountain church. Gathered round inside. See the handsome groom. And his blushing bride. . Through a hail of rice. As they run outside. Go the handsome groom.
Its Oskar and hes blowing his horn. And revving up his engine. All the way through Rabbittown. . The devil comes out on the proch. And says, If I had a nickel.
See the man standing in the doorway. (down at the Bible house). He's got a meat hook in his hand. There's a slab hanging in the closet. Gonna drag that meat to the promised land.
As you sleep between the trees I lay above you dreaming. And in my bed amidst the leaves I can barely here you screaming. And all the things that frighten me are circling in the air.
Mitchell said, Randy, youre gonna get hurt. Im gonna strangle you with this Banlon shirt. Randy said, Mitchell, you just better not. Therell be hell to pay if you get caught.
Papers scattered on the lawn. Weeds where there were none before. The evening light is nearly gone. Yellow tape across the door. Broken china underfoot.