His legs they won't support him now That he's near half a ton But he remembers very well A time when he could run They ran around her bed She chased him
It?s Oskar and he?s blowing his horn And revving up his engine All the way through Rabbittown The devil comes out on the proch And says, ?If I had a
See the man standing in the doorway (down at the Bible house) He's got a meat hook in his hand There's a slab hanging in the closet Gonna drag that meat
Black dot on the horizon All I know is it's a pretty long walk Keep a-goin pea, keep a-goin Don't wait for me, just keep a-goin Sunburn your skin is
Hey man you wanna be the pilot Of a kamikaze aeroplane Instead I bet you're gonna add it to A list of things you never tried You're a fifth wheel, a
California bingo Man I must be dreaming Fascination on the midway Listen to him screaming Sounding like a preacher Calling in the sinners Says california
Hey Jen It?s me again Tell me, how ya doin? I know It?s been a year or so It?s like I died or somethin? The weekend just went by so quickly And now
When hope is gone We drag the pond And try to look beyond The dead end of summer There's a haze hanging over the town So hide your eyes Ignore the flies
It?s a doll completely made of socks It?s a cover for a tissue box It?s a clothespin duck and a Fun Fur cat And a crazy yarn and beer can hat Earth to
This is sadness and here's what you can do with it Leave it in a dumpster for the garbage man to find This is disappointment and here's what you can do
Your parrot, he mocks me You better shut him up Or else he's had it I swear it, I'll kill it And throw it down the basement stairs You watch me Redway
This hole it has a bottom of that I have no doubt If I could only smarten up and figure my way out But what would I do then probably find I hate it there
Time marches on so I've heard and I won't contest it Still I would like to believe that I've got a bit more time I could tell this to you but I wouldn
Sarah stood upon the bridge On the railing, near the edge The only thing that brought her in Was a book that she had read The novel's name was long since
The dirt farmer's wife is hanging her laundry on the line She's wasting her life but other than that she's doing fine The gut wagon rolls trailing a
Comfort me you wall eyed girl Hold me like a doll Soft against your withered skin Wall eyed girl Deliver me you wall eyed girl Pull me from the fire
Jet trails across an autumn sky High tail it to your bike and fly If you could Over the neighborhood Zipped up against the evening damp You?re off and
We were burning leaded gasoline Rather fight than switch Found a stack of dirty magazines Hidden in the ditch Making fun of nearly everything That lined