(October '92)
Heaven :: I don't like the world it's much too small There's no place for me to fall I don't like the world it's too small There is no place for me to fall My skin has turned to rust And my mouth is full of dust And my skin has turned to rust And my mouth is full of dust This is where the story ends Searched all day and I couldn't find heaven I'll build a ladder to the sky Just might climb it on the night I die If I was God I wouldn't have to go to bed You'd have to listent to all the stupid things I said If I was God I'd never have to go to bed I would not have to think these thoughts in my head And this is where the story ends... (June 21-22, 1992)
In My Room :: I think it and it is so (In my little room) I know all there is to know (In my little room) I'm not ever lonely though (In my little room) I go where I want to go (In my little room) In my room In my room In my little room I go where I want to go In my little room People talk but I don't care I am round and they are square I do things they would not dare I can't see the people stare In my room... There's a place I can go Where no one else can go It's so good to feel so free Nobody can get to me I am always so happy I can be what I want to be In my room... (September 12, 1992)
The Girl Whose Name :: I've wrestled with the devil all my life She comes to me naked in the dead of the night She makes me do things I know are not right Her tongue slices through my skin just like a knife I've fought with the two-faced angel all my life He flashy promises he walks so smooth He speaks with mirrors but his tongue is loose His lies betray me into some kind of crazy truth I wanna be good but it's so hard I wanna do right by you I wanna feel the light at the end But it's so far I wanna do right by you... (August 6-7, 1992)
Blue Man :: There's a little blue man Sitting on my doorstep He's been there all week Haven't spoken to him yet There's a little blue man He has really big teeth I saw them when he smiled Hope he doesn't bite me There's a little blue man Sitting on my bed He's got little green eyes In his little blue head The little blue man Just stares all day I wish that he would leave But he won't go away The little blue man Has climbed into my head He's very very hungry And he wants to be fed. (September 5-6, 1992)
Haunted Road Blues :: I'm worried now but I won't be worried long But the road is haunted Now honey down the road I'm gone Went down to the graveyard looked down in my good girl's face I you honey but I sure can't take your place There's too many people think they're never gonna die When they lay 'em in the ground Won't see no tear in this boy's eye Don't that moon look dang'rous makes me crazy when it shines Hear them dogs a-howlin' that old moon done struck 'em blind There's an angel on my left there's a devil on my right If it's all the same to you I'll just step aside and let 'em fight. (September 3, 1992)
Notes from Underground :: We gathered on the mountain While Orpheus built a ladder to the moon Old Fiddler Jones played the Devil's Dream Some girl fed me honey from a spoon King Billy was pouring fish in a pile I found a worm upon a leaf He just shook his head and smiled And said 'All this must come to grief' Then I got bored and drifted home You know you can only take so much I guess I've gotten jaded Maybe I'm out of touch I found you in the kitchen Drawing circles on the floor You said 'Where you been?' Suddenly there was a knock upon the door Mary was sitting in the oven Sucking on a bone 'Don't forget to leave a tip' she smiled 'And while you're up answer the telephone' And I said 'It's Philistine in the fourth' As she scrambled for the door And a voice said 'Your lover has deceived you You know she's just a whore' And I said 'Yes I guess that's true But then again aren't we all? Remember your affliction Your bitterness and your gall' But I'll take anyone she winds up being After the fits and the frozen days You see i understand how Judas felt I guess that's just my way I was dreaming about a haircut When the sky broke like an egg It was raining fire and brimstone I thought I might be dead Then an angel with four faces Appeared before my eyes He blew his trumpet in my ear And said 'Which way to the other side?' I wrestled him to the ground But he just started to laugh It was a mean cold lonely sound Like the breaking of a glass My bones were filled with fire And my skin it turned to rust The angel took my wallet Then he vanished in the dust Now when the barber comes back on St. Valentine's To claim every head that's his We'll bury our watches in the garden Find out who ain't and who is We'll put some neckties on And wear our barbed wire crowns And everything forgotten will be recalled And all that's lost will be found Oh the days will sweat with fear And the nights will buzz and spin We'll draw our teeth and rattle our spears And everything left out will be let in And when we think we've seen it all We'll see a little more And the sun will rise and the sun will fall And be the same as before Think I'll head back down to the valley Sink my toes in the sand Get drunk and pass out in an alley Maybe I'll start a band Yeh I'm gonna go on down to the valley Lose it on a chain gang Back where people still use their mirrors Back where people ain't afraid to feel their pain I'll put a bee or two in my bonnet Maybe listen to the radio Buy me some paper with lines on it Write a letter to Marlon Brando Whatever I do I gotta get out of here Before they lock the gates Outside they're drawing lines in the dirt I hope it's not too late. (August 19, 1992)
New James Shelley Blues :: Well I pulled into Reno About the time the roof blew off Bet the house and lost my shoes Things were lookin' pretty rough They chased me down to Tampico But I lost them in the sun I've never been a vengeful man But I like to have my fun I'm gonna rip 'em up I'm gonna shake 'em down I'm gonna rip 'em up I'm gonna shake 'em down I'm gonna catch that Golden Arrow Back to my hometown Now I'm a dancing man that's for sure I'm pretty light on my pins You got a hook I'll show you my hand We can bust a couple shins Don't tell me your problems I heard them all I never was much for facts Better grease that smile And juice that glass When I'm gone I won't come back I'm gonna rip 'em up... I met my girl by the Union Hall She tried to swallow my tongue That girl of mine she aint well read But man she's sure well-hung I been comin' hard for forty nights I'm feelin's pretty pale Ooh ee baby ain't you a sight C'mere lemme show you my nail I'm gonna rip 'em up... (August 11-12, 1992)
Fool for Love :: Pour another cup of coffee smoke another cigarette Maybe later we can go up on the roof Stare into the sun until it sets And if we go blind we won't have to see What's become of you and me Sit around all day and listen silently To the voices on the tv Or maybe we could go to bed Pull the sheets up over our heads Hold our breath until we're dead Honey we could go to bed Maybe we could take our clothes off Run our fingers over our scars There's so many it could take all night I don't mind I've got forever And I've been a fool for love Yeh I've been a fool for love Don't wanna be the fool no more Everybody want to get higher But no one wants to pay the price Honey once I walked through fire for you But I won't do it twice That old yellow moon is out tonight And I've lost another friend If only she didn't shine so bright If only beginnings had no end And I've been a fool for love... (August 17, 1992)
The Haunted Life :: I looked into the mirror last night Saw a ghost staring back at me I got vampires hanging around my neck Got skeletons dancing in my closet Got a zombie on my trail he's chasing me yet Got words written in stone I can't forget Haunted life It's the haunted life Now when I die don't you wear no black If you do my ghost is gonna come creepin' back I got vampires... One day the ground is gonna swallow me whole Might get my bones but it won't get my soul I got vampires... (September 2, 1992)
Talk to Me :: I have lived my whole life in confusion You've been nothing more than an intrusion I can never seem to satisfy you But I haven't the courage to defy you Like a good boy I say my prayers every night But I can't sleep 'cause I know that something's just not right I'm so tired of one way conversations I'm just asking for communication You hold my life in your hands but I don't understand Is there some plan I can't see That's not the way that is should be Why don't you talk to me I meet each new day on bended knees But you are so hard to try to please Set me up to watch me take another fall Maybe you just want to see me crawl Why don't you talk to me... (September 19-20, 1992)
She's the Kind of Girl (It's a Big Deal, Kim) :: She's the kind of girl Who never says no when she can say yes She's the kind of girl Who always speaks her mind you never have to guess She doesn't play games that's a waste of time She'll never be yours And she'll never be mine She's the kind of girl Who likes to lose you when you're feeling found She doesn't play games... Talk talk talk You can talk till you're blue But talking never made a single dream come true She's the kind of girl Turns you inside out before she lets you in And she's the kind of girl Every night reinvents the original sin She doesn't play games... (September 25-26, 1992)
