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horns,

conga

sun was shinin..

i had

an italian ice in one hand

and a lock of your hair

in the other.

people millin’ between

umber-ellas over little tables…

sun was shinin’

and so were we,

honey love,

so were we.

 

 

show

Posted: 05/13/2011 in house of music, house of weather

van breaks down

like fun when the cops come…

lights go up,

somebody goin’ down

cos

cops got nothin to do

in jackson on a friday night.

they say,

show me somethin.

show them what?

if i had ‘nything,

i wouldn’t be singin in this dump.

so now we’re up the road

with the van broke down

and the sun comin up behind us…

i say to my bass player,

well?

show me somethin.

fix this piece of shit

(cos he’s the only sober one ‘sides me).

he say,

show you what?

if i was a fuckin mechanic,

i wouldn’t be standin on the side of the road

lookin at you, coal.

so i say,

well,

you fingernails so dirty,

i just figured you gotta be a grease monkey.

oh, he show

me his one finger real good and walk away.

so there i am laughin,

the van is still broke down,

the sun is gettin higher,

and there’s never a cop around

when ya need one.

goin down

an old dirt road–

spring, it’s

water spirits,

summer bring

dust devils.

leafs bury

the way in fall–

winter, ain’t no road

at all.

food came first,

so the bill weren’t paid.

spring wouldn’t come,

so the space heater stayed.

life burns up

right quick or by little;

angels wouldn’t help her

so she kissed the devil.

soon

Posted: 03/09/2011 in house of weather

soon, i’ll

clear my head,

write a new song,

kick the raccoons

out of the shed…

soon, i’ll

do the dishes,

meet someone sane,

but for now i’ll just sit here

and watch

the rain.