Why We Have
Walk alone in a cold dark nightSmoke a dji sam soe, achh... better nowRain is falling down, shit i have to runMake me sweat, but worm my headWhy we have to run from a rainy nightWhy we have to run from tomorrow never know.. Read »
Will I Be Ignored By The Lord
When i was bornLot's of people sayin' I looked like a dead manbut to them there was no kindnessAnd so I came into the world with my hands in my jacketMade a whole lotta racketCouldn't speak, but I could beat on a stickO when that aeroplane comes with the .. Read »
Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997
I was born in this hotel washin' dishes in the sink magazines and free soda tryin hard not to think lay it on to the dawn everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone lay it on to the dawn she can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah comin' back .. Read »
Whiskey Faced, Radioactive, Blowdryin' Lady
Alright here's a stupid song I wrote todayyeahalright, ok this is called uh...->would this be a world premiere?yeah this is probably the first and last time you'll hear this one...ok this is uh...this is whiskey bottle - no this is called uh whiskey-faced.. Read »
Whiskey Can Can
Come on now, bread and butterNo one knows a better motherShe's the guy who kills the skyBurns the night out when she goes awayShe's the boat in the sewerShe's the old man with manureRocking all night like a drumGoing back where she comes fromCan of whiske.. Read »
Whimsical Actress
at the theater, I did meet herand the show was whimsical and sublimeI'm in tatters, nothing matterstil I grasp a big disaster like a mimeshe's got the squeegee on the ouijashe can squeeze me, she can please me anytimedon't disease me, don't you sneeze mey.. Read »
Where It's At
There's a destination a little up the roadFrom the habitations and the towns we knowA place we saw the lights turned lowWith the jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flowPulling out jives and jamboree handoutsTwo turntables and a microphoneBottles and cans just.. Read »
We Live Again
These withered handsHave dug for a dreamSifted through sandAnd leftover nightmaresOver the hillA desolate windTurns shit to goldAnd blows my soul crazyThe endO the endWe live againO I grow weary of the endO hungry daysThe footsteps of foolsGazing aloneThr.. Read »
We Dance Alone
Send a telegramTell me your thoughtsI want to live for a dayAnd the way that we lostBut a ?? under the trainGot crissed not crossedLeft the keys in the carSo the legs have to walkDesert terrain and the wayward plainWaiting for rainAnd the (?) ain't afraid.. Read »
Waitin' For A Train
I'm an alien from another sphere. The thing I like about the earth is the range of colors. Fantastic to mundane. Brilliant to dull. As I was penetrating the ozone, I perchanced to notice the orange peel-like quality of the light playing upon the... the oc.. Read »