Sad Waters
Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries We go down to the river where the willows weep Take a naked root for a lovers seat That rose out of the bitten soil But sound to the ground by creeping ivy coils O Mary you have seduced my soul And I don't know right from wrong Forever a hostage of your child's world
And then I ran my tin-cup heart along The prison of her ribs And with a toss of her curls That little girl goes wading in Rollin her dress up past her knee Turning these waters into wine Then she platted all the willow vines
Mary in the shallows laughing Over where the carp dart Spooked by the new shadows that she cast Across these sad waters and across my heart ________________
Hard On For Love
It is for she that the cherry bleeds That the moon is steeped in mild nad blood That I steal like a robber From her altar of love O money lender! O clover gender! I am the fiend hid in her skirts And it's as hot as hell in here Coming at her as I am from above Hard on for love hard on for love Hard on for love hard on for love
Well, I swear I seen that girl before Like she walked straight outa the book of Leveticus But they can stone me with stones I don't care
Just as long as I can get to kiss Those gypsy lips! Gypsy lips! My aim is to hit this Miss And I'm moving in (I'm moving in) Coming at her like Lazarus from above Hard on for love hard on for love Hard on for love hard on for love
The Lord is my shepard I shall not want The Lord is my shepard I shall not want But he ledeth me like a lamb to the lips Of the mouth of the valley of the whadow of death I am his rod and his staff I am his sceptre and shaft And she is heaven and hell At whose gates I ain't been delivered I'm gunna give the gates a shove Hard on for love hard on for love Hard on for love hard on for love
And her breasts rise and fall Breast rise and fall Breast rise and fall Breast rise and fall And just when I'm about to get my hands on her Just when I'm about to get my hands on her Just when I'm about to get my hands on her Just when I'm about to get my hands on her You are beautiful! O dove! Hard on for love hard on for love Hard on for love hard on for love
Just when I'm about to get my hands on her Just when I'm about to get my hands on her
Her breasts rise and fall Her breasts rise and fall
Just when I'm about to get my hands on her Just when I'm about to get my hands on her
Hard on for love hard on for love Hard on for love hard on for love ________________
Jack's Shadow
They dragged Jack and his shadow From the hole And the bulb that burned above him Did shine both day and night And his shadow learned to love his Little darks and greater light And the sun it shined And the sun it shined And the sun it shined A little longer
Jack wept and kissed his shadow "Goodbye" Spat from their dirty dungeons Into a truly different din Shat from their institutions Into a fully different din And his shadow soon became a wife And children plagued his latter life Until one night he took a skinning knife And stole into the town And tracked his shadow down
Said the shadow to Jack Henry "What's wrong?" Jack said "A home is not a hole" "And shwdow, you're just a gallow that I hang my body from" "O Shadow, your a shackle from wich my time is never done" Then he peeled his shadow off in strips He peeled his shadow off in strips Then kneeled his shadow on some steps And cried "What have I done?"
And the sun it shined And the sun it shined I say "Love is blind" "And is it any wonder?!" "And is it any wonder?!"
Jacked and his damned shadow Is gone And though each one of us are want to duly mourn And though each one of us are want to duly mourn 'Tis done in brighter corners now 'Tis done in brighter corners now Now that Jack's black shadow's gone
And the sun it shined And the sun it shined
And the sun it shined A little stronger
I swear, love is blind Ooh, love is blind Yeah, love is blind And is it any wonder?
'Tis done in brighter corners now 'Tis done in brighter corners now Now that Jack's black shadow's gone ________________
Long Time Man
Yeah, they came to take me away Said I'd be sitting here for the rest of my life But I don't really care - I shot my wife And brother, I can't even remember the reason why
[Chorus:] Oh, it makes a long time man feel bad Yeah, it makes a long time man feel bad Well I ain't had no love since I don't know when It sure makes a long time man feel bad
We was down in Jacksonville A cold winter night My baby and I, we began to fight I heated up, and I grabbed my gun I get so cold on those nights down south
She was laying in a pool right there on the kitchen floor She looked up at me and began to smile Her gasping words: "Baby, I love you" Then she closed those baby blue eyes
[Chorus]
Sometimes I hear you call my name in the dead of the night
I ain't had those arms around me I ain't had those lips, those lips, around me
It sure makes a long time man feel bad So bad ________________
Scum
Well, I lived with one Well, I lived with one, I lived with two, I even lived with a third I wanna tell you about number one He was a miserable shitwringing turd Like he reminded me of some evil gnome Shakin hands was like shakin a hot, fat, oily bone Holdin on for far too long Yes he took me in, he took me in He said that I looked pale and thin I told him he looked fat His lips were red and lickin wet His house was roastin hot In fact it was a fuckin slum Scum! Scum! Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game Black snow! Black snow! Cocksuckstress, and I should know Mean and vicious, her microphone always smelled suspicious His and herpes bath towel type If you know what I mean I could not look at him, worm He'd be takin a shower and who should walk in He was the epitome of their type Her middle name was Welcome, his was Wipe Scum! Scum! Well you're on the shit list Thrust and twist, twist and screw You gave me a bad review And maybe you think that it's all just water under the bridge Well my UNfriend, I'm the type that holds a grudge I'm your creator I think you fuckin traitor, chronic masturbator, Shitlicker, user, self-abuser, jigger jigger! What rock did you crawl from? Which ..... did you come? You Judas, Brutus, Vitus, Scum! Hey four-eyes, come That's right, it's a gun Face is bubble, blood, and ...... street Snowman with six holes clean into his fat fuckin guts Psychotic drama mounts Guts well deep then a spring is fount (?) I unload into his eyes Blood springs Dead snow Blue skies ________________
She Fell Away
Once she lay open like a road Carbed apart the madness that I stumbled from But she fell away She fell away Shed me like a skin She fell away Left me holding everything
Once the road lay open like a girl And we drank and laughed and threw the bottle over But she fell away She fell away I did not see the cracks form As I knelt to pray I did not see the crevice yawn, no
Sometimes At night I feel the end it is at hand My pistol going crazy in my hand For she fell away O she fell away Walked me th the brink The fell away I did not see her fall To better days Sometimes I wonder was she ever there at all She fell away She fell away She fell away ________________
Stranger Than Kindness
Stranger than kindness Bottled light from hotels Spilling everything Wet hand from the volcano Sobers your skin Stranger than Kindness
You caress yourself And grind my soft cold bones below Your map of desire Burned in your flesh Even a fool can come A strange lit stair And find a rope hanging there Stranger than kindness
Keys rain like heaven's hair There is no home there is no bread We sit at the gate and scratch
The gaunt fruit of passion Dies in the light Stranger than kindness
Your sleeping hands journey The loiter Stranger than kindness You hold me so carelessy close Tell me I'm dirty Stranger than kindness ________________
The Carny
And no-one saw the carny go And the weeks flew by Until they moved on the show Leaving his caravan behind It was parked out on the south east ridge And as the company crossed the bridge With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed It shone, just so, upon the edge
Dog-boy, atlas, half-man, the geeks, the hired hands There was not one among them that did not cas an eye behind In the hope that the carny would return to his own kind
And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone A bow-backed nag, that he named "Sorrow" How it is buried in a shallow grave In the then parched meadow
And the dwarves were given the task of digging the ditch And laying the nag's carcass in the ground And boss Bellini, waving his smoking pistol around saying "The nag is dead meat" "We caint afford to carry dead weight" The whole company standing about Not making a sound And turning to dwarves perched on the enclosure gate The boss says "Bury this lump of crow bait"
And thean the rain came Everybody running for their wagons Tying all the canvas flaps down The mangy cats crowling in ther cages The bird-girl flapping and squawking around The whole valley reeking of wet beast Wet beast and rotten hay Freak and brute creation Packed up and on their way
The three dwarves peering from their wagon's hind Moses says to Noah "We shoulda dugga deepa one" Their grizzled faces like dying moons Still dirty from the digging done
And as the company passed from the valley Into a higher ground The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow And on the mound
Until nothing was left, nothing at all Except the body of Sorrow That rose in time To float upon the surface of the eaten soil
And a murder of crows did circle round First one, then the others flapping blackly down
And the carny's van still sat upon the edge Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge And the rain it hammered down
And no-one saw the carny go I say it's funny how things go ________________
Your Funeral... My Trial
I am a crooked man And I've walked a crooked mile Night, the shameless widow Doffed her weeds, in a pile The stars all winked at me They shamed a child Your funeral, my trial
A thousand Marys lured me To feathered beds and fields of glover Bird with crooked wing cast It's wicked shadow over A bauble moon did mock And trinket stars did smile Your funeral, my trial
Here I am, little lamb... Let all the bells in whoredom ring All the crooked bitches that she was (Mongers of pain) Saw the moon Become a fang Your funeral, my trial
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