Man On The Roof

There is a man atop a roof

Knees at this chest ... Wearing rubber boots

And there floats his car to the bye and bye

I’m staying here ‘til I die

His dogs and dreams are soaking wet

The rain may have stopped but there’s trouble comin’ yet

A day or week on the world’s front page

But, oh, how the story fades

A year down the line: no relief

There’s a war over there so pick a number … take a seat

Local builders jockey for the real estate

While the brothers in the lower nine wait

If there is a god looking down on his preserve

I wonder what he’d think: “well, they got what they deserved”

Or maybe he’ll take pity on their soaking souls

A highway worth the ride collects a toll

Guantanemo

Guantanemo welcome to our shores

Guantanemo you know what you’re here for

You’re here to spill the beans upon our table

We’ll torture you until you are able

Along way from the desert where you’re born

Your family away from you’ve been torn

We hope you will enjoy the sunny climes

Pleasure and dark women you will find

Strobe lights, dogs, and screams

Will make you spill your beans

Johnny Don’t Talk

Keeps it in a tight space

Never lets it out

If you’re looking for his heart, babe

You’re gonna find a draught

Checking on a box score

Checking on a dream

Checking on a rainbow

He don’t know what it means

Johnny don’t … Johnny don’t talk

Married into misery

Married into doom

She thought she got a bargain

Instead she got a tomb

A tomb filled up with heartache

A tomb devoid of joy

She prays his sour outlook

Don’t infect her boy

Lemme Walk You Home

Lemme walk you home

Lemme be your guide

Lemme take you home tonight

Lemme lead the way

Lemme have the say

In what goes down tonight

Lemme pull you close to me

Lemme feel you breathe nearby

Baby, just forget

That we just met

Honey, put your faith in me

I ain’t so bad

Not the worst you had

Honey, take a chance on me

Hanging On

I’ve been hanging on from the get go

And I can’t let go of you

Tell me that I’m crazy

Tell me that I’m wrong

Have my eyes gone hazy?

Are my odds that long?

Justice in the desert

N.C.I.S. Out on a job again

Even a blind fool’s able to see thru them

They’ll give it a look then throw away the file

Nobody’s talking and nobody knows ‘bout

Kids shot to death still wearing their night clothes

Justice in the desert starts to feel like a “Sieg Heil!”

An Arab in a wheelchair

And his 60 year old wife

Are just about as threatening

As a dull butter knife

One dead jarhead and a busted Humvee

Turns a soldier ‘to a vigilante

But the N.C.I.S. ain’t gonna make ‘em pay

Might makes right, boys, and that’s the bottom line

So they’ll slap ‘em with a reprimand … a nominal fine

It won’t make a ripple or splash inside the beltway

A ten year old witness

Watched it from his bed

His papa was praying

When they shot him in the head

Bethlehem

Water into wine, baby

Just a shell game

Bethlehem or bust, baby

Jesus was his name

Oh … Bethlehem

Hanging by a thread, baby

Hanging by a cross

Watching for the road, baby

Life at any cost

Saw a car drive by, baby

Could that be your man

A century of sin, baby

Still don’t understand

Already Over

It’s already over babe

I just ain’t told you yet

Pretending’s okay today

Holdin’ off the regret

Shift left

Shift right

Slippery when wet

It’s already over babe

I just ain’t told you yet

It’s already over babe

Time to get real

Shake off my smiley face

Gonna tell you the deal

Days pass

Years roll

I’m know that I’m done

Gone done gone Hon

Devil Moon

Devil moon

Your son is gonna die too soon

Kill your son

Blame it on a Texas bum

Baby’s in a tail spin

Daddy can’t save him

Baby ain’t never comin’ home

Daddy’s at a poker night

Maybe won’t come home tonite

Mama gonna sit at home

Shout down the alley way

Must bust in early may

So what? I stole a coupla lines

Politics and heretics

Global views and verbal tics

Baby, can ya read the signs? Sure!

Ithaca Car Ride

I caught a glimpse of you

Addicted and desperate you

It scared me i turned away

Addicted and desperate you

Sneaks up behind and rattles your mind

Ithaca car ride

Cry like a baby … no one to save me

Ithaca car ride

I drove up there by myself

I didn’t want no one’s help

I drove up there by myself

It scared me to see myself

The Wrestler

I don’t need hope

‘Cause I got him down

Hold your applause

For the sacred clown

Strive earnestly

With God in prayer

I might choke ‘em now

If you make a dare

The wrestler lives by a curious code

But at least he got in the ring

The rest of us follow and don’t bat an eye

No thought to the trouble you bring

His skin is cold

And purple like the mat

His sister screams:

“What made him look like that?”

The ref don’t care

He’s seen this game before

“Just give him room to breathe

He’ll get up off the floor”

Havoc

Little wheels turning in a gigantic head

There’s a gun purchased in Georgia left a man in New York dead

And there ain’t no point in my hangin’ around here anymore

There’s a reason that i love you but i can’t figure it out

Like a puzzle with a missing piece … it could make a sane man shout

And there ain’t no point in my hangin’ around here anymore

Sugar left this town in havoc

And he ain’t coming back

There’s a Buick on the roadside with a cop checking the plates

Moss is back in Trenton contemplating his mistake

And there ain’t no use in a wise man ‘round here anymore

This ain’t no country for an old man … i heard the sheriff say

There’s trouble in the alley that’s chased the good away

And there’s ain’t no point in my hangin’ around here anymore

The Realm Of Barbelo

Lift up your eyes and look

You know who you are

Replace your parables

With a shooting star

What’s lost along the way

We’ll find again today

A safe deposit box

Holds the mystery

It comes as quite a shock

That Judas was the key

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