Lyrics

​Here are all my lyrics. You'll notice on the right side underneath the list of months is a list of my albums. Or use the search button. I am sorry things are abstract, but I kinda like it that way. *smile*

Got the Green

You've got the green
                    means go...
You've got the green
                    means go...
You've got the green
                    means go...

White Knuckle Rhino

Tune out the humming...
Tune out the buzzing...
Coming in loud and clear.
Don't worry. I've got the story
in my little black box.
I can see right through you,
no need for my X-ray truth machine.
We're riding the white knuckle rhino.
I'm better than ever. Went on a bender
of king-size certainty.
I can see right through you,
no need for my  X-ray truth machine.
We're riding the white knuckle rhino.
You can't take away the sound.
The selection of no direction, going
anywhere, somewhere...
anywhere, just somewhere.

Seventy

I feel it coming,
I feel it coming out feet last.
I'll do what I should've done,
I'll “H.G. Wells” it and blast out of here.
I've found a new day in the past.
When all you could get was Bud, Miller and Pabst.
Mirror, mirror on the ball,
Can you tell me what I lack?
A blue Continental to go with my
T-Rex “Cadillac”.
I'm out of here.
I've found a new day in the past,
with brand new faded photographs.
We're all just trying to find our way
to someplace.

Smoke Machines

Keep telling yourself it'll get better...
Keep telling yourself it's a footstep away.
She's got turntable trouble,
skipping over the rough spots
like Soyuz Cosmonauts.
She smells like cotton candy and smoke machines...
Keep telling yourself it'll get better...
He's got a fashion sense of an undertaker,
a freestyle maker.
He closes his eyes...
She smells like cotton candy and smoke machines...

The One

This is not some well-planned deception,
designed to get you on your back.
This is not some car-crash serenade,
or a play for sympathetic affection.
This is the one thing that I can do...Fall.
I'm not scared anymore.
as far as I can go I know you're the one
I can fall to.
This is not some three-ring circus escapade,
like jumping through a ring of fire.
This is not normally my style
to dangle my heart on a keychain.
But this is the one thing I can do...Fall.
I'm not scared anymore.
as far as I can go I know you're the one
I can fall to.
This is what I wanted to say... you're the one.
As far as I can go, you're all that I am.
This is all I am, this is all that I am.

Deadly Nightshade

In the wake. Up, down and gone awry.
I'm paper in your basket, don't tell me
you're not asking why. Don't fear, it's
alright, I won't be in the sun today.
Not all words can have their say or due.
I'm watching them perfectly entwining you.
Don't fear, it's alright,
you won't be in the sun today.
Urge smiles and stands so tall.
Saints making sinners of us all.
Change?
What would our names be?
This forgetful and forbidding time
puts us in a whole new heat-lamp-blistering light.
Don't fear, it's alright,
we won't be in the sun today.
I won't be in the sun today.

Atom Age of Monsters

This is the atom age of monsters, yea.
Chickens on the wall, making pretty reds and all.
New! Lee's Press On Heads that really stick!
Cloning all around. Being born inside-out.
It would make Doctor Frankenstein proud.
Be all what you can be. Being someone else
will make you happy.
This is the atom age of monsters, yea.
We've got our wish. Tomatoes made from fish.
Look what we can do, its really neat!
Plastic and flesh. Together is best.
Out with the old and in with the new.
Be all what you can be. Being someone else
will make you happy.
This is the atom age of monsters, yea.
This is the atom age of monsters, yea..

Buffalo Nickel

When the heart was young and breaking
speed records. You wouldn't go outside
without your Superman T-shirt on.
True enough, but it was alright.
Still, I remember the Skylab,
the Buffalo, “Wise men say...”, Green (Mean) Joe,
Stretch Armstrong, CCR,
Knieval jumping cars, “Hell no, we won’t go.”,
...that far.
For a fleeting moment, I thought I saw you
flying like my water rocket.
Unbelievable, but true.
A backyard dream, but it's alright.
Still, I remember the Skylab,
the Buffalo, “Wise men say...”, Green (Mean) Joe,
Stretch Armstrong, CCR,
Knieval jumping cars, “Hell no, we won’t go.”,
...that far.

Lake

I don't want violins,
and I don’t want any consequence.
I'm a Jake in love, a
weightless wanting to be free of.
I've been seeing my way to you.
Blood doesn't no-where it comes from.
Man and Woman bathed in-no-sense.
I've been seeing my way to you.
I'm seeing you. Seeing is all I can do.
It doesn't seem to ever be enough.