COVER SONG
Pardon me, I was wondering if you’d join me
In the age of mediocrity
Where all we ever do is play
And there ain’t too much to say
But everyone’s sick and crazy anyway
As heavy as a paperweight
As useless as a primate
Is my current mental state
Where I and I don’t get along
And there’s nothing really wrong
But no one seems to be very strong
When every picture’s a self portrait
When every tune’s a cover song
Then I will see you on the front porch
Singing along
There’s nowhere left to go but back
And the train’s come off the track
I wish that I could just relax
And just take it day by day
And not worry what to say
When everyone’s sick and crazy anyway
When every picture’s a self portrait
When every tune’s a cover song
Then I will meet you on the front porch
Singing along
ST. AUGUSTINE
I woke up on the sidewalk bleeding from the head surrounded by boy scouts
Wonderin who the hell had knocked me out
But time will bide
And blood will dry
I’m searching for the fountain that is calling me
To get a belly full of personality
But flowers die
When waters rise
Oh Jenny
I’m miles away from where I think I oughta be
St. Augustine has taken all the best of me
While the rest of me aches for you Jenny
Now all of my exes have their exes I suppose
Why it should bother me at this point I don’t know
But time will fly
And love runs dry
I’m looking for a uniform to call my own
Maybe you could be the one to help me put it on
Oh Jenny
I’m miles away from where I think I oughta be
St. Augustine has taken all the best of me
While the rest of me aches for you Jenny
SIMPLE GROOVE
Take comfort in
The myth of gravity if
That’s what it takes to keep you on
And sail the seas
Of homogeny if
Your ship is weary from the storm
As I sink into
This simple groove
The day turns swiftly into dawn
But it’s all the same
There is no blame
If I choose to stay here from now on
I scrape the meat off with my teeth, a push
And everything is gone
Take comfort in
The grip of sanity if
That’s what it takes to keep you strong
And ride the flow
With all you know
And all that you’ve cherished for so long
I scrape the meat off with my teeth, a push
And everything is gone
I realize
By this time
That what I’ve got is what I own
And it’s all the same
There is no blame
If I get stuck here from now on
I scrape the meat off with my teeth, a push
And everything is gone
I sink into this simple groove, a push
And everything is gone
TOGETHER IN THE GROUND
Pardon my depression I could use another session
On the rack with you
Cause livin on Jack Daniels and knuckle sandwiches
Won’t get me through
I’ve been sittin here all mornin counting lumps on my noggin
But it don’t feel right
Knowin that I’ll just have to do it all again after tonight
And one thing is for certain
We will all end up broken
We will all be together in the ground
And when it comes I’m hopin
That it doesn’t go unpsoken
And that you’ll be by my side
While I’m around
Well I just don’t have the vision to look at you with derision
For the things you’ve thought
Cause in the end we’ll all have to stand on high and justify
The things we’ve bought
Although some seem disgusted I believe that I’ve adjusted
To your many scars
So saddle up your ride we’re showcasing them tonight beneath the stars
And I’m so happy you can see
The beauty of cacaphony
And that the space between us doesn’t grow.
So I’ll hide behind the misery
Displaying what I want to be
And I just thank the lord it doesn’t show
Pardon my regression I have yet to take possesion of my sanity
Well I’m not so sure I want it cause without it I continue to be free
I’ve been sitting here all morning counting corn flakes and wonderin
If I’ll make it through
But right now I can weather, so it doesn’t make a difference if I do.
And one thing is for certain
We will all end up broken
We will all be together in the ground
And when it comes I’m hopin
That it doesn’t go unpsoken
And that you’ll be by my side
While I’m around
MINE
Don’t shake the baby or you’ll go to jail
And don’t worry baby the check’s in the mail
I’m gonna keep on scrapin til I make you mine
Everybody’s sneakin and a-talkin
Everybody’s sneakin all the time
Everybody’s sneakin and a-talkin
Everybody’s layin it on the line
Don’t shake the baby or you’ll go to jail
And don’t worry baby the check’s in the mail
I’m gonna keep on scrapin til I make you mine
Come on pretty baby let me start again
And hang around your house like sheets in the wind
I’m gonna keep on scrapin til I make you mine
And I been thinkin
About what’s mine, mine, mine
And I been sinkin
Into this hole for a little while
And I been drinkin all the time good lord
Hopin you don’t make me cross the line
Everybody’s sneakin and a-talkin
Everybody’s sneakin all the time
Everybody’s sneakin and a-talkin
Everybody’s hangin it on the line
One hundred yards
Ain’t so far
But it’s hard to say goodnight
When the sheriff’s in your yard
Don’t shake the baby or you’ll go to jail
And don’t worry baby the check’s in the mail
I’m gonna keep on scrapin til I make you mine
Come on pretty baby let me start again
And hang around your house like sheets in the wind
I’m gonna keep on scrapin til I make you mine
THE MAN WHO COULD FLY
Well my last safety net is all tattered and frayed
And I ain’t seen a paycheck in 70 days
If I hit the ground again I don’t know what I’ll do
But the shock of impact is nothing compared to what you do
In my last three attempts trying to get over you
I have broke every bone in my body
Riding high
I’m the man who can fly
And it’s do or die
For the man who can fly
Now the 25 cars are all lined in row
But I haven’t tried this one since ‘74
If I never landed I’m sure that you wouldn’t care
But I’ll forget it all while I am up in the air
Riding high
I’m the man who can fly
And it’s do or die
For the man who can fly
Now the buzz of the engine is like being home
But the rattle and shake is too much for these bones
One last run, one last fist in the air
One last look to make sure that you’re not there
And I fear the feelings that I have for you
Will remain until I leave my body
Riding high
I’m the man who can fly
And it’s do or die
For the man who can fly
Riding high
I’m the man who can fly
And it’s do or die
For the man who can fly