were beating as deep and rich as kettle drums we knew if we waited long enough the change would come. and then the day did come and at last hold tight
my throat every time i try to talk the songs that keep me up at night standing on that solid rock rose up high and dry and lonely stumbled coming out
ve got someone to meet. and I will put my best foot forward. and I'll thank god I made it out of there on the day when my new friends come. I will present
I checked into a bargain priced room on la cienaga, gazed out through the curtains of the parking lot. walked down to the corner store just before nightfall
ten, we won't pass this way again. so kiss me with your mouth open. turn the tires toward the street and stay sweet. all the chickens come on home to
we stank of hair dye and ammonia. we sealed ourselves away from view. you were looking at the void and sat unblinking. the best that I could do was to
his victim's twinkling eye. some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun, but the things you do for love are going to come back to you
home in the california dusk. I could feel the alcohol inside of me. home. picture the look on my stepfather's face, ready for the bad things to come.
were past the point of caring. on the day my habits catch up with me I'll be down among the jumpers. and when the birds come home in spring, we will
that day is coming, who can say? who can say? our mother has been absent ever since we founded rome. but there's going to be a party when the wolf comes
my arms get sore. and my palms start to sweat. and the tears roll down my face, till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet. in come the cops they