Archive for August, 1996

A Big Idea

Saturday, August 31st, 1996
From my side I never mind
I can climb just to ride to nowhere

I don’t think about a thing
I can bring on anything from nowhere

Critics who never do
Wanted to get to nowhere

I don’t care if it’s not fair
Who ever is there we’re in nowhere

Primitive people at usual work
One hops with the other while another
Pretends to sprinkle red hot dirt
A pit of young breeders check their work

They undo the chords they told me not to move
None of us are hurt but we’re all red handed
You can come back now, no use holding
Out where your brain is somewhere growing
A Big Idea

Alcohol Heart

Friday, August 30th, 1996
Do I still feel all right
Or do I walk on by
How do I recognize a friend
How do I realize
How do I read those eyes
How do I recognize the end
Why am I here why are you over there
At the other end of
I want you to know me only as
What I believe I am
And when I cover up my eyes
I can feel the whole world
I can feel the whole world

All The Love Is Gone

Thursday, August 29th, 1996
I wonder
Where to go
Who needs a talk to
Is it me or you?
If I believe in what I’m doing
If it’s to be wrong
What I’m doing aint wrongful doing
I do it in the name of love

Why don’t you watch what you say
When you see what is done?

I wonder
Where to go
Who needs a talk to
Is it me or you?
If I believe in what I’m doing
If it’s to be wrong
What I’m doing aint wrongful doing
I do it in the name of love

Why don’t you watch what you say
When you see what is done?
Why don’t you watch what you say
When you see how all the love is gone?

I wonder
Where to go
Who needs a talk to
Is it me or you?
If I believe in what I’m doing
If it’s to be wrong
What I’m doing aint wrongful doing
I do it in the name of love

Why don’t you watch what you say
When you see what is done?
Why don’t you watch what you say
When you see how all the love is gone?

Angel In My Bed

Wednesday, August 28th, 1996
I don’t know what living’s for
I just go on through the door
I think that God has retired
And the Devil he’s still trying too hard

Because there’s an angel in my bed
She said she loves me
Loves me to death

What is wrong what is right
This goes on all my life
I think that Heaven is for the birds
Hell is out there somewhere here on Earth

Because there’s an angel in my bed
She said she loves me
Loves me to death

Lord I know that you don’t care
But I think that maybe Satan’s deal is fair

Because there’s an angel in my bed
She said she loves me
Loves me to death

Apollo & Me

Tuesday, August 27th, 1996
Lost in the cages the time honored cell
Window for viewing a hanging on the hill
I wish I could see the crack in my chain
Then I would know what to do with you

Apollo and me we go drink to the past
When chariots did ride from the sun
I wish I could see the crack in my chain
Then I would know what to do with you

I’ve just seen the face that keeps me wakened
every night
Crucify sanctify I’m gonna bring it back to life
Na na na
Na na na

The chain will remain
The chain will not break
Connected by love
Connected by hate

You know you know it will not will not
Will not will not break

Around The Bend

Monday, August 26th, 1996
Coming around the bend I see my end
Sentence against desire is free
Substance held in mud is right here with me
Because coming around the bend spirit defeat

Filled with breathing deep so many plots
Eager search for change and quick rewards

Two sides of the fence are gone
Ten times ten tales exhausted
Pressing out the failure in disgust
Starry eyed idealists arouse mistrust
You have never spoken

Assoholic

Sunday, August 25th, 1996
half human monster reveals itself like the car
of your dreams becomes the crash of your
life in the hills of shame dealers play the
blame game the winner is a chronic assoholic
do i know you? who’s deciding now
or never the animals’
agenda sonic defender
three blue suits argue
the button to push you
the best laid plans distorted
by the deaf-like
assoholic do i know you?
you wanna play me
backwards a bad idea whose time is now
assoholic

Baby Ran

Saturday, August 24th, 1996
Well I won’t come back
And I won’t say no
But that means the circle around us
Will cut a little lower like you said
One play near
You seem so surprised
Least inside you get that
Pretty little nightmare it comes alive
Chorus:
Baby ran she ran away
Why she ran I got to say
I’m lonesome all the time
Baby she ran she ran away
Why she ran I got to say
I know one reason why
Well each time I see you
So far away
A love letter worry that tells me
I’m all right all right
Here am I
Who chose to ride
Pass me wondering whether I got a job
But it’s alright until one day
Chorus

Because Of You

Friday, August 23rd, 1996
With open doors I walk inside
Don’t even know that you cry on me
I’m just a slow man
And you have the faces to match my eyes
And this tells me that there’s no disguising it
And I’m growing way too high
Because of you
Because of you

What you do to me
Is it right?
You’ve heard me say that you’re too much for me
I try to slow it
Feeling frightened
Because of you
Because of you

I’m letting go, I’m letting go
It’s such a holy, holy loss of control
I’m letting go, letting go
And I’m falling all the way
Falling whole
Because of you
Because of you

Being Fooled

Thursday, August 22nd, 1996
I was born to believe
There’s a billion games to play
Without a reason
No one could explain
I’m being fooled
Yesterday
I felt I was afraid
Now how come
I don’t feel that way today
I’m being fooled
Now don’t give up
What sanity you’ve got
Because what you’ve got’s
Gonna have to last you a long long time
I’m being fooled
Well I could drug my head
And drink myself away
Fly above the clouds
And beat the rain
I’m being fooled
I’m being fooled