BABYLOVE
Ride the lift to the seventh floor
Check your lipstick and your heart at the door
Bring your prize rose, your dyin' dove
Gravestone eyes and your baby love
Raise your arms now, swing 'em wide
Praise the saints who come inside
Say grace now, say your prayers
Hear them footsteps comin up the stairs
Baby can't you hear your mama call
You never write your number down
When you work this part of town
You can hum if you can't sing
Daddy's gonna buy you a leather, studded ring
Baby can't you hear your mama call
An old black shawl and a fractured hip
Tear-drenched eyes and trembling lower lip
Broken heart cryin' out for thee
Clenched hands frozen to a rosary
Baby can't you hear your mama call
Ride the lift to the seventh floor
Check your lipstick and your heart at the door
Bring your prize rose, your dyin' dove
Gravestone eyes and your baby love
Gravestone eyes and your baby love...
RESET ME LORD
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna start all over again...
Dear God, if you exist
You gotta help me make a change
This puzzle's got too many pieces
That there's no time to rearrange
Sometimes it gets so complicated
I wanna leave it all behind
And when the input overwhelms me
I wanna be deaf, dumb and blind
Deaf, dumb, and blind
Deaf, dumb, and blind
Deaf, dumb, and blind
I wanna leave it all behind
Seems like my head's all packed for movin
With all the troubles that life brings
Feels like it's ready to explode sometimes
Lord won't you help me unload a few things?
All of my earthly possessions
i will surrender to your care
All their material beauty-
And when it's gone, why stop there?
Go on and take my addiction
to that old look in their eyes
and all that they say
when they torment me that way
With true confessions or lies
True confessions or lies
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days
I'm gonna leave it all behind
Reset me lord
Reset me Lord
Reset me Lord
I wanna start all over again...
NO ONE'S DADDY
I was born in a tar paper shack
He'd come around, say "your daddy's back
I'm your long gone daddy!"
Long gone daddy
No one's daddy now
Decked out in her calico best
She'd do the dog, then bring on the rest
for her long gone daddy
Gone wrong daddy
No one's daddy now
Light me up now, smoke my cigar
Now that's pushin it a little too far
My little long gone daddy
I'm head strong, daddy
You're no one's daddy now
Awakened from her slumber
He tried to take her sense of wonder
And so the dawn has blown him away now
The color's gone from pink to grey now
A powder puff to a powder burn
This time he's off never to return
He's a long gone daddy
Stone cold daddy
No one's daddy now
Awakened from her slumber
He tried to take her sense of wonder
And so the dawn has blown him away now
The color's gone from pink to grey now
A powder puff to a powder burn
This time he's off never to return
He's a long gone daddy
Stone cold daddy
No one's daddy now
No one's daddy now
Daddy now...
42 BLUES
Lost my brother
out on highway 42
Lost my brother
out on highway 42
it's a wicked road
takes a love so true
That mean old highway
cuts right through my heart
Mean old highway
cuts right through my heart
It's a wicked road
He knew it from the start
Tell my mother
Tell her please don't moan
Tell my mother
Tell her please don't moan
He's just gone outside
to face the great unknown
Bullfrog
Bullfrog got my mind
Bullfrog
Bullfrog got my mind
I'm goin down there
See what i might find
Lost my brother
out on highway 42
Lost my brother
out on highway 42
it's a wicked road
takes a love so true
It's a wicked road
Man what can i do?
DRINKIN' OR DRIVIN'
I love my whiskey
and i love my car
i better knock on wood
cause i been lucky so far
Goin out every night
Havin way too much fun
It's just a matter of time
before i kill someone
It's either drinkin or drivin
I gotta give up one
Would you like to buy a car?
Don't know you gone far enough
until you gone too far
Don't know how much of that stuff
you lifted up off that bar
Don't know you're drivin blind
down in the heat of your passion
Don't know who follows behind
until the lights are flashin'
It's either drinkin or drivin
I gotta give up one
Would you like to buy a car?
One of these days
i'm gonna lose this heavy load
i'm gonna head it out of town,
pull it over to the side of the road
Gonna muddy up my boots
where the air is fresh and clean
and whiskey by the gallon
is cheaper than gasoline
You know it won't be long
You know it won't be long
So tell me what's it gonna be?
Oh won't you help me decide?
Between my gin and my Jag
Between my rum and my ride
To rev it up or rejoice
i gotta make a choice
Which way should i go?
Eenie meenie miney mo
It's either drinkin or drivin
I gotta give up one
Would you like to buy a car?
One of these days
i'm gonna lose this heavy load
Gonna head it out of town
Pull it over to the side of the road
Gonna muddy up my boots
where the air is fresh and clean
and whiskey by the gallon
is cheaper than gasoline
You know it won't be long
You know it won't be long...
It's either drinkin or drivin
I gotta give up one
Would you like to buy a car?
THE LITTLE THINGS
Eyes to the heavens, the city folks say
Holy cow, it's the milky way
All the constellations and, inbetween,
A billion tiny stars that we've never seen
It's the little things
It's the little things
It's the little things
that make life such a big deal
Darlin little Delaware was the very first state
unless they're lyin on the license plate
I don't know and i don't really care
I just love the sound of your name, Delaware
It;s the little things
It's the little things
It's the little things
that make life such a big deal
Like the quest for adventure, the lure of the game
The childish desire for fortune and fame
This petty obsession for power and success
and the trivial pursuit of happiness
It's the little things
It's the little things
that make life such a big deal
I want to experience every little thing
I wanna hear the dandelions sing
One never knows what one may be missin
When you talk to the flowers but you never listen
It's the little things
It's the little things
It's the little things
that make life such a big deal
COUNT TO TEN
Poisonous words delivered in haste
leave a taste of toxic waste
Before we make the same mistake a gain
Count to ten
Whether you're strong or whether you're weak
it's best to think before you speak
Before you take a stand you can't defend
Count to ten
All you critics, try to relax
Do your homework; get the facts
before you point your poison pen
Count to ten
One, two, three, four, five
Our love will survive
Babe, is it you or me i must convince?
Five, six, seven, eight
How long must i wait
for this frog in my throat to turn into a prince?
Ten little fingers, ten little toes
Ten commandments everyone knows
Even old man Moses knew back then
Count to ten
One, two, three, four, five
Mankind will survive
Babe, is it you or me i must convince?
Five, six, seven, eight
How long must i wait
for this frog in my throat to turn into a prince?
Read my lips; don't hesitate
If you wait for the movie, it'll be too late
Armageddon needs a few good men
Count to ten
Count to ten
SHUT UP
You say touché babe
I say en guard
You say i'm impossible
I say i'm just hard
You say i'm too lazy babe
I say i'm tired
Tired of hearin bout what's wrong with me
Shut up!
You say i sleep too much
I say i'm still awake
You say i'm quite a handful
I say let's shake
You say i'm never serious
Come on, give me a break
I'm tired of hearin bout what's wrong with me
Shut up!
Wish we could give up talkin just one day
Live in silence
We never hear eachother anyway
Love speaks in sign language
You say i'm too horny babe
I say you're too hot
You say i drink too much
I say let's have a shot
You say i'm argumentative
I say i'm not!
I'm tired of hearin bout what's wrong with me
I think it's time we face reality
You wanna see a better side of me,
shut up!
You think you're so cute and clever
with all you're little tough guy posturings
Who are you trying to impress?
Not me, that's for fuckin sure!
You know, just because words rhyme
it doesn't make them poignant or true
I mean, who are you targeting here anyways?
Joe Sixpack or Joe the Plumber?
Or are you targeting all your loser friends
whose girlfriends buy them amps
so they can play this misogynistic crap even louder?
And what would you do if i said i'm outa here?
That's when you'd turn a one-eighty,
and get all goo goo eyed and lovey dovey
and then you'd be all like "Aw come on baby...
baby you know i'm just joking
aw sweet love, it's just a song, a little affectation,
it's just entertainment, showbiz"
You'd be all like "You dont think i'm serious, do you?"
You know what? I think you're confused.
You don't even know if you're serious or not
I think you're insecure. About what though?
You're all afraid of playing beautiful,
sensitive songs because... because what?
Cause the guys will call you a pussy?
That's pathetic
I think you're pathetic
Shut the fuck up
