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See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles'll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming Don't forget to pick up what you sow Talking trash to the garbage around you See me kickin the door with my boots Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish Snakes and bones in the back of your room Handing out a confection of venom Heaven's drunk from the poison you use Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler Now I see it's a comfort to you Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight I won't give up that ghost It's sick the way these tongues are twisted The good in us is all we know There's too much left to taste that's bitter |
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Que' onda Jose?
Que' onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that's honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Hey wait, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake 'em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Que' onda guero? Mondo broncos roll with crowbars Chingling rancheros on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Daily burracho says 'ique putas!' Andale, Joto, your popsicle is melting Run better run, da doo run run ??? in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedores And a busstop singer Banda macho chorus Que' onda guero? A donde vayas Que' onda guero? A donde vayas Que ? es ese? Alla en la en Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol hay en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont Hey Lacoro Yeah now I'm going to LACC I'm taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Que' onda guero, where are you going? Que' onda guero, where are you going? Hey what's up guero? "You doing pushups?" No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet ? with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let's go to ? They have the new Yanni cassette |
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I saw her, yeah I saw her
With a black tongue tied round the roses A fist pounding on a vending machine Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger With a noose she could hang from the sun And point it out with the dark sunglasses Walking crooked down the beach She spits in the sand Where their bones are bleaching And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know it's wrong And you know I'm gonna make it die Take her where her soul belongs Know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try Hey my sun-eyed girl My sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl My sun-eyed girl I saw her, yeah I saw her With her hands tied back Her rags are burnin' Calling out from a landfilled life Scrawling her name up on the ceiling Throw a coin in the fountain of dust White noise, her ears are ringing Got a ticket for my midnight hanging Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving And I know I'm gonna steal her eye She doesn't even know it's wrong And you know I'm gonna make it die Take her where her soul belongs Know I'm gonna steal her eye Nothing that I wouldn't try Hey my sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl My sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl My sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl My sun-eyed girl Hey my sun-eyed girl |
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I prayed heaven today
Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned Down a dirt road to find you My shoes worn out and used They can't take me much farther Something always takes the place Of missing pieces You can take and put together even though You know there's something missing The sun burned a hole in my roof I can't seem to fix it I hope the rain doesn't come And wash me down the gutter She rides in a car like a queen on a card And the guns of her mind aim a line Straight at mine to a heart that was broke Tried to feel but got choked in the smoke of A desert A beach with no leisure a night that's so blue Feed the aching in you and the background Birds take a flight from the earth Where the bonfire burns and the night Current turns on a lifeboat floating Down a river of sleep I can't see her hollow eyes I'm walkin along with my boots full of rocks I can't believe these tears were mine I'll give them to you to put away in a box Something always takes the place of Missing pieces you can take and put Together even though You know there's something missing Something always missing always Someone missing something |
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I see you there
Your long black hair Your eyes just stare Your mind is turning You know I'll laugh I won't take it back I've seen your eyes I know what you're thinking And one by one We'll shoot our guns We'll have fun Don't ever doubt it And when I say "Fare thee well, My only friend" Oh how the days go Oh how the days go Your setting sun Your broken drum Your little drugs I'll never forget you I'll never forget you I'll never forget you |
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I'm walkin to the other side
With the devil tryin to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry zeros over till they add up Bury tears in the chapters you shut Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himself I've been diggin the ground Through the dust and the clouds I see miles and miles and junkyard piles I wanted hope from a grave I wanted strength from a slave What gives you comfort now Might be the end of you then Cows are pullin at my clothes The wind got my fingers froze Standin all day keepin watch Over all the treasures we lost Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himself The scarecrow's only scarin himself The scarecrow's only scarin himself The scarecrow's only scarin himself, yeah |
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I'm comin over
See me down at the station By the lane With my hands in my pocket Jingling a wish coin That I stole from a fountain That was drowning all the cares in the world When I get older Climbin up on the back porch fence Just to see the dogs runnin With a ring and a question And my shiverin voice is singing Thru a crack in the window I better go it alone Down on the corner See me standin On a makeshift road With the dust storm blowin In a long black shadow Pull a hammer from a coal mine Down where your daddy was workin Comb my hair back Strike a match on a bathroom wall Where my number was written Drivin on the sidewalk Lookin back and the sky is burning In my rearview mirror I better go it alone |
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Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying
Ground some need diamonds some need love some need Cards some need luck Some need dollar bills lining their clothes All I need is all I need is two white horses in a line taking Me for my farewell ride some may say this might be Your last farewell ride I don't see the face of Kindness I don't hear the Mission bells I don't smell The morning roses all I see Is all I see is Two white horses in a line Carrying me to my burying ground Some may say this might be Your last farewell ride |
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Hey now girl what's the matter with me
We're on a back road something to see Straight as a razor kickin the dust Diggin thru ditches and fallin to rust Takin me far Far as a rental car can go Hey now girl at the end of the road Down where the reaper is walkin alone Singing a death knell Clappin along At the end of the night There's a road we'll be on Takin me far, Far as a rental car can go |
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14 miles away from a landfill grave
Never pawned my watch and chain To the landlord living inside my head Never paid my rent till the lights went dead Then I saw my sign comin up the road A dead ditch waiting for to bury my load On the avenues in the plain of day I threw a roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain Now hold your hand onto the plow Work your body till the sun goes down What's left of death is more than fear Let dust be dust and the good lord near It's a little too much to ask of faith It's a little late to wait for fate So tell the angels what you seen Scarecrow shadow on a Nazarene Kindness will find you When darkness has fallen Round your bed Kindness will follow Children will wander Till The end |
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I'll clap my hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond
I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin' I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs 'll kill me I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me Clap hands, that's right Clap hands, clap hands that's right Clap hands clap-clap hands I'll take my broken bell, and make it ring like a million churches I'll scratch that kind of itch, down in the ditch and switch my plates out I'll drive to San Francisco, death to disco take my shirt off I'll swim to Mexico, don't tell the mermaids where I'm goin' Clap hands, that's right Clap hands, clap hands that's right Clap hands clap-clap hands I'll clap me hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin' I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs 'll kill me I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me Clap hands, that's right clap hands, clap hands that's right clap, clap |
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