Marlon Brando eats alone tonight, I may be right. But then, I don't know much about him. There's a part of you my system lacks. But through the cracks, it only shows in bits and pieces.
Filthy and anonymous in Jackson, a dozen keys to nowhere in his hand. Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand?. 'Cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out of his hands.
Been feeling high and then feeling low. Just strap your hands across my engines. I'm not broke so please don't mend me. . You're like a neon sign, just burn so bright.
There's antiques on the mantle. Hank Williams in the air. Bourbon on the counter. And you've cut off all your hair. . The daisies on the hillside. Watch the sun goin' down.
Please, don't leave me, wanting more. I hope you never die. There's no need to say, why. Promise that you'll, try. . To give me all you can. I'll never ask for more.
When I die, call this number. Unencumber yourself from the details. The whole thing's bought and paid for. The box, the viewin' and one more ride. . Bought a plot by some azaleas.
Never had an easy love. Never had an easy love. Like the one I'm dreaming of. Find the hand that fits the glove. . Of love. Of love. . Talking to a friend yesterday.
Just be clever for clever's sake. Starin' at the ceiling into shadow fakes. The circle-smokes in the ladies room only. Got you as far as the roles assumed.
Pay for the light but you may still slide. Baby it's not your sleigh ride but this year is ours. Maybe tommorow, we're gonna see. Things we'd never believe, I'll make you want me you'll see.
the second coming of chris. (alexander, feltenberger, welsh). . he'll be coming up 287. he'll be driving a rented car. he'll be carrying a key to heaven.
They met up in Rockport. Where the moon rose early and the days were short. And the miles between were still too many to mention. . The Blue Ridge rides at starfall.
Pay for the light but you may still slide. Baby it's not your sleigh ride but this year is ours. Maybe tommorow, we're gonna see. Things we'd never believe, I'll make you want me you'll see.
badlees/back_where_we_came_from. ALSO KNOWN AS: badlees/the_na_na_song. Written by Alexander. Quote: Experience is the comb that nature gives us. when we are bald (Belgian Proverb).
Distant love you left for distant town. Only need to whisper please don't shout. Plant the seed let seed of love grow. Floating down the stream against the flow.
(Alexander). . Well I met her in college. Hanging out at sigma Chi. Singing stoned and drunken versions. Of American Pie. . We picked up and married. Soon as she got out of school.
Seems you created your own illusion. Fueled by an image of me. Well I couldn't stay at your side. It wouldn't be right. A picture that I just don't see.
I was just a young boy, barely 17. A regular poster child for the American dream. I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well. Left a problem drinker and cynical as hell.
Fall leaves have changed their color. Winter's on its way. I'm lookin' for the sunny part of town. And leaving on, I hear the wicked cold winds call me.