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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

 

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 

 

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

 

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

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

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