I love the sound of a jukebox playin' So I sit here while she's staying home Watching Dalls on TV I love the taste of whiskey straight The strongest thing
I passed out on the fourteenth floor the CPR was so erotic a blizzard blew in through the door and little glowing cum buckets in her ankles O Dallas
He almost walked into a wall Oh, man, she was a sight to see And at the party down the hall He said, "you are the highest apple in the tree" Out the
Radio's on, feeling all right Cruising the strip on a Saturday night. I smile and I wave and I hide all my pain but the sign on my bumper gives me away
I was 19, and dead from the neck up. She was a Christian rock ingenue. Sentimental as a cat's grave Her fucking body broke my eyes And she said, I
Inside the golden days of missing you with the people of Cleveland who've suffered for so many years The shattered glass cussed and when it broke it spoke
I'm drunk on a couch in Nashville In a duplex near the reservoir And every single thought is like a punch in the face I'm like a rabbit freezing on a
Hello, my friends hello, my friends come on, have a seat come on, in my kitchen my friends, take it easy my friends, have a seat my friends, don't you
I've been living in a k-hole Ever since you went away I've been down here day after day I'd rather live in a trash can Than see you happy with another
No, I don't really want to die I only want to die in your eyes I'm still here below the chandelier Where they always used to read us our rights I want
Baby won't you take this magnet Maybe put my picture back on the fridge I must've been crazy to let you get away like you did Like a brown bird nesting
Like like the the the death Air crickets air crickets air crickets air crickets air Mother and child with magazine Into a story, into a dream Why is
Now people are good and people are bad And I'm never sure which one I am So, come in out of the storm What you need is an imitation of home, alright
I never tried as hard as I could I've seen more than I've understood Take my father who came back from the dead "I needed just one more drink," he said
a fifth on decoration day For the doctor that fixed my arm The federales back from Tuscon Each one got an arm gone Limehouse Pratt got dim inside can
Let's go hunting blackbirds Let's throw snowballs from the bridge Fireplace burns bad words Let's not and say we did There's a trapdoor in the country
I'm scared (I swear) of you In the tunnel In the darkness The darkest walls of blue There's beasts And there's men And there's something on this Earth
here, Would we have chosen to? So you wanna build an altar on a summer night, You wanna smoke the gel off a fentanyl patch. Aintcha heard the news? Adam and Eve were Jews