IT'S ALWAYS WINTER HERE
It's always winter here
It's always cold and without cheer
My heart is dark and full of fear
It's almost winter here
Fearful and alone
Yet surrounded by temptation
In the wind and the snow
Huddled in the doorstep
And it's never felt so cold
So far from home
KISS ME ON THE LIPS
It's quiet like
Like only morning winter's quiet
The storm the night before now passed
Passed on far away
I watch you silently
Sleeping beside me
Gentle in the comfort you,
Dream of waves far away
And you know I feel such a fool
Can't never get my words right
Only when you're sleeping can I tell you
Have I feel in the middle of night
Kiss me baby, kiss me baby
Kiss me on the lips
Touch my baby, touch me baby
Hands on my hips
Love me baby, love me baby
You know where I itch
Kiss me baby, kiss me baby
Kiss me on the lips
Your eyes shine like moonbeams
Your skin drips from our heat
Your lips feel electric
As we sweat into the sheets
Your fingers dig into me
I breath the scent of your hair
I feel like fire in the furnace
And there's fire everywhere
And you know I feel such a fool
Can't never get my words right
Only when you're sleeping can I tell you
Have I feel in the middle of night
Kiss me baby, kiss me baby
Kiss me on the lips
Touch my baby, touch me baby
Hands on my hips
Love me baby, love me baby
You know where I itch
Kiss me baby, kiss me baby
Kiss me on the lips
MY KIND OF GIRL
Fly along the freeway like a telegraph
Electric wires overhead sizzle and snap
Sun beating down like a heater ray
No fear of burning, just accelerate
She floors it to 140 and screams
My kind of girl
Black line across the desert, like a sweating snake
Her hair whips, her eyes melt, she bites her lip and takes
Whiskey from the bottle
It turns the crying into laughing
Crossing the state of life into oblivious
She floors it to 140 and screams
My kind of girl
The slide is an orgy of smoke, rubber and steel
Squealing tyres grip as she spins the wheel
She feels the thrill of death stare in her eyes
Explosive peak of bloodlust in her thighs
She floors it to 140 and screams
My kind of girl
A HAUNTED MAN
Layin' on the back porch
And there's nothing here to see, you know I used to work construction
Now there's nothin' left for me
I'll sing songs for some great white hope
And yell "We'll be free"
Damned upon the rifle
I got no skills here to sell
I wanna be a rebel
Ain't got no rebel yell
And I'll call myself a southern son
If the flag gives me a hand
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm A Haunted Man
A thin veneer of hope all gone
I'm A Haunted Man
My daddy held his union card
So tight that when he died
They had to ply his fingers open
Cut him with a knife
He knew his place, his country and his church
And when to take a stand
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm A Haunted Man
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm A Haunted Man
My son, he stares right through me
With his bored and bloodshot eyes
I try to tell him truths
As we tell each other lies
And I don't know what to tell him
'cause I just don't understand
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm A Haunted Man
There ain't no doubt about it
I'm A Haunted Man
HELL MUST BE A LIE
I told her I loved her
If she left me I would die
She left me anyway
Without a tear in her eye
And now I lie here every night
And try to cry
The whisky empties
And the headaches multiply
The thoughts they don't resolve
They keep on asking why
If this is purgatory, hell
Hell must be a lie
I see her sometimes
Always with some other man
She laughs and smiles
And they're always holding hands
I'm just a shadow
Hidden far into the dark
She never sees me
Never feels that we're apart
Did I belong there ever
Even at the start
If this is purgatory, hell
Hell's a broken heart
I told her I loved her
If she left me I would die
She left me anyway
Without a tear in her eye
And now I lie here every night
And try to cry
The whisky empties
And the headaches multiply
The thoughts they don't resolve
They keep on asking why
If this is purgatory, hell
Hell must be a lie
TRAIN
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
Train man keep that mighty
motor stacked
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
I'll kiss your tears away
Until another day
I ain't comin' back
Plane
Keep flyin' in the air
Plane
Keep flyin' in the air
I feel so light
My mind without a care
Plane
Keep flyin' in the air
I'll kiss your tears away
Until another day
I ain't goin' there
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
Train man keep that mighty
motor stacked
Train
Keep rollin' on the track
I'll kiss your tears away
Until another day
I ain't comin' back
FUNNY FUNNY THINGS
I feel the sun on my warming cheeks
It’s for super sleep
No more counting sheep
I know the end is coming soon
In the afternoon
In this big bathroom
He knows he’s alone
And a long long way from home
And the phone it never rings
The texts they never ping
So alone, you do funny, funny things
She hears them laughing and she looks away
It’s just another day in masquerade
She has a mind that can open doors
But the fools all snore when she speaks
She knows she’s alone
And a long long way from home
And the phone it never rings
The texts they never ping
All alone, you do funny, funny things
I see a man, he’s got scars inside
No safe place to hide
No one to share
He’s got a bag, it weighs a lot
It’s all he’s got in this world
He knows he’s alone
And a long long way from home
And the phone it never rings
The texts they never ping
All alone, you do funny, funny things
WAITING FOR ME
Eyes upon the open door
The sun begins to fade
Leaving all your hope behind
You’ve nothing left, nothing left to trade
Flowers in the garden wilt
The soil here will not seed
Violets stretch like carnivores
And here you sit … Waiting for me
And up the hill you run endlessly
Your feet burnt black in blood
The closer to the stars that shine
The deeper is the muck and mist and mud
Push on into endless dreams
An end you cannot see
Dazed and drugged among daffodils
And here you sit … Waiting for me
Artless dreams fill your sleep
You know what you’ve become
Hollow legs and hollow arms
When you run, and you run, run and run
In the end you’re just standing still
As you’ve always been
Sucking at the golden prick
And here you stand … Waiting for me
Angels sit among the clouds
Laughing at the fool
Envy, lust and avarice
Souls sold for, souls sold for
Nothing but this shiny gold
A sad and sorry need
Now you dare to ask forgiveness
Weeping here … Waiting for me
