Nothin’ Fluctuates |
v1 When ya find out where ya goin,find out how long it takes.When ya find yaself sittin in a moment,the moment goes away. And it doesnt changenothin’ fluctuates.You ain’t gotta be a man,to...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 10:19:00 GMT |
For the Prodigal Sons |
v1 Down on the farm things were gettin' warm.And she felt so bad that day.Coolin off in the lakenot a thing could takethe head in her head away.See her eldest son Johnhe'd been gone for so...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 21:16:00 GMT |
Why not me? (Just like Johnny Cash) |
Jesus, you made the blind man see,spittin in the mud,callin' things not how they be.
Jesus,you saved the adulteress from bein stoned.Wonderin' around in your broken sandals,callin' heavin your home.Yo...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 20:40:00 GMT |
for my woman with her man at sea |
If I'm such a drag.And if I'm such a bitch.Then why are you still in this?
You wont even try to change my mind.You just a begger,livid over someone else's spilt milk.And you chargin your illogical fin...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 20:23:00 GMT |
Got a View Finder Lookin at You |
Somthin makes me happy.You make me frown cause I'm so sadI had to go and let you down, down.Now I feel like a rat within your city,small as a bread crumb,a speck of dirt so gritty.
No one can see the ...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 11:29:00 GMT |
A Twist in Marlboro Smokin’ Days |
I'll let you stay.If you dont leave.If you dont hurt me.The rest of 'em scattered.Abandoned.This old woman.Who's been kind?I just won't speak.If you won't hear me.But I'll believethat you're listenin'...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 11:52:00 GMT |
f***in cry |
Take your time. Kill a lot. Forget your parents.Betray their cause.Fuckin cry.Why dont you fuckin whine?I cant keep up on it.It'll let your flowers die.Wish I was drivin.An old dusty trail.Instead I'm...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:15:00 GMT |
Abigails Banshees |
Mr. Manson.How do you do?I think you had logicAnd I think you kinda cute.They say you're a genius.Well that makes you pretty smart.Word is you worked with people.Turned their brains into art.But I tol...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 23:19:00 GMT |
what they said about mary |
Mary was sending out pictures through the mail.Whos sending out wanted ads, she can tell.How many times are you gonna delete your heart?She stays up like the owl, but wished she was a lark. Mary...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 10:37:00 GMT |
The Funny Thing |
The man was old in the morning. A good Saturday off. No where to go, and no one to phone, he poured Seagrams into his coffee cup. Pondered why he even woke up this lonesome day, I suppose in the matte...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 11:24:00 GMT |
