jueves, 18 de diciembre de 2008

breathe


2 AM and she calls me cause I´m still awake. Can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don´t love him, winter just wasn´t my season.
Yeah we walk through the doors so accusing their eyes, like they have any right at all to criticize hypocrites, you´re all here for the very same reason.

Cause you can´t jump the track, we´re like cars on a cable and life´s like an hourglass glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, girl, so cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe, just breathe.
May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss "Just a day," he said down to the flask in his fist. Ain´t been sober since maybe October of last year. Here in town you can tell he´s been
down for awhile, but my God it´s so beautiful when the boy smiles. Wanna hold him maybe I´ll just sing about it.

Cause you can´t jump the track, we´re like cars on a cable and life´s like an hourglass glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, girl, so cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe, just breathe.
There´s a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout cause you´re just as far in as you´ll ever be out. And these mistakes you´ve made you´ll just make them again if you'll only try
turnin' around.
2 AM and I´m still awake writing this song. If I get it all down on paper it´s no longer inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to. And I feel like I´m naked in front of
the crowd cause these words are my diary screamin´ out aloud. And I know that you´ll use them however you want to.

Cause you can´t jump the track, we´re like cars on a cable and life´s like an hourglass glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button, girl, so cradle your head in your hands.
And
breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe, just breathe.


sábado, 13 de diciembre de 2008

come undone

So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
It's so frustrated just get another drink in
Watch me come undone

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone

So rock and roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to
If I stopped lying, I'd just disappoint you
I come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
It's a love song
Do another interview
Sign a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sign love songs
We sing love songs
So sincere
So sincere

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum and I'm your son
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I've come undone
I am scum
Love your son

You've gotta love my sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song
My sad song, my love song.

sábado, 6 de diciembre de 2008

kids


Me no bubbletious , me smoke heavy tar, me be groovin' slowly where you are. Notify your next of kin. 'Cause you're never coming back, I've been dropping beats since Back in Black. And we'll paint by numbers, 'til something sticks, don't mind doing it for the kids. So come on jump on board, take a ride. You'll be doin' it all right. Jump on board feel the high 'cause the kids are alright. You've got a reputation, well I guess that can be explored, you're dancing with the chairman of the board. Take a ride on my twelve cylinder symphony, but if you got other plans.
The purpose of a woman is to love her man. And we'll paint by numbers, 'til something sticks, don't mind doing it for the kids. So come on jump on board, take a ride. You'll be doin' it all right. Jump on board feel the high 'cause the kids are alright. I'm gonna give it all of my loving, it's gonna take up all of my love. Come down from the ceiling, I didn't mean to get so high.I couldn't do what I wanted to do when my lips were dry. You can't just up and leave me, I'm a singer in a band . Well I like drummers baby you're not my bag. jump on board, take a ride. You'll be doin' it all right. Jump on board feel the high 'cause the kids are alright.

miércoles, 3 de diciembre de 2008

make me pure


Some will sing a song to reel 'em in, it's a song I sung before and a song I'm gonna sing again. I mean every word I don't mean a single one of them. Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet. I tell a joke, tell it twice. If noone else is laughin' then why am I? I split my sides both times and laugh until I cry. Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet. I don't have to try, I just dial it in. I've never found a job that for me was worth bothering. I've got a ton of selfish genes and lazy bones beneath this skin. Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet. Smoking kills sex sells I got one hand in my pocket but the other one looks cool as hell. I know I'm gonna die so my revenge is living well. Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet. I stopped praying, so I hope this song will do. I wrote it all for you. I'm not perfect, but you don't mind that do you. I know you're there to pull me through aren't you? So I looked for love, I like to search and I'll be standing for election all across the known universe. And every president'll get the country she deserves. Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet. And I've been seeing somebody's wife. She said she'd leave him for m and I said that wasn't wise. You can't lie to a liar because of all the lies. Oh Lord, please make me pure, but not yet

martes, 2 de diciembre de 2008

ironic



An old man turned ninety-eight, he won the lottery and died the next day. It's a black fly in your chardonnay, it's a death row pardon two minutes too late. Isn't it ironic... don't you think? It's like rain on your wedding day, it's a free ride when you've already paid, it's the good advice that you just didn't take. Who would've thought... it figures. Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly, he packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye. He waited his whole damn life to take that flight and as the plane crashed down he thought "Well, isn't this nice?" And Isn't this ironic ... don't you think? It's like rain on your wedding day, it's a free ride when you've already paid, it's the good advice that you just didn't take. Who would've thought... it figures. Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you think everything's okay and everything's going right. And life has a funny way of helping you out when you think evertyhing's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face. A traffic jam when you're already late, a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break, it's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife, it's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife. And isn't it ironic... don't you think? A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think... It's like rain on your wedding day, it's a free ride when you've already paid, it's the good advice that you just didn't take. Who would've thought... it figures. Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you, and life has a funny funny way of helping you out.

Mr Bojangles


I knew a man Bojangles, and he'd dance for you in worn out shoe. With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants he would do the old soft sho. He would jump so high, jump so hig... Then he lightly touch down. He told me of the time he worked with Minstrel shows, travelling throughout the south. He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he... They would travel about. But his dog up and died, he up and died. And after twenty years he still grieve. He said "I dance now at every chance in the Honky Tonks, for my drinks and tips. But most the time I spend behind these country bars you see on I drinks a bit. Then he shook his head Oh lord when he shook his head
I could swear I heard someone say please. Mister Bojangle, call him Mister Bojangle. Mister Bojangles come back and dance pleas. Come back and dance again Mr Bojangles.

lunes, 1 de diciembre de 2008

with a simple 'i love you' we can fly