| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
We don’t gamble
We don’t do the stock exchange We paint paintings We write scenes for the stage We will talk about welfare We will talk about sex Talk about the pope in Prada shoes Nobody gets upset, nobody gets upset And we’re waiting We’re waiting for your call We’re against privacy We’re against privacy Forget ex-girlfriends We want little governments We tell stories We want to get you to join in Call us optimistic We get the meanest looks We are bar stool romantics History books will show, history books will show And we’re waiting We’re waiting for your call We’re against privacy We’re against privacy And we’re waiting and we’re waiting We’re waiting for your call We’re against privacy We’re against privacy And we’re waiting And we’re waiting for your call We’re sure that you’ll agree |
||||||
| 2. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Ooh
Lock all exit doors Now I wanna be your dog Tape winding up Hot tide, rattling off Say goodbye to the friends you brought Run with us Oh, where I walk now, where I walk now When I talk now, when I talk now Oh, where I walk now, where I walk now When I talk, when I talk Flashlights go out Stars will light the way Like mexican dogs Nobody gave us names Tires burn in the dark Mary's beads and the burning heart Falling apart High tide kicking sand High tide we don't race to wind To taste the salt Coca-cola cost a quarter On my block, on my block Coca-cola cost a quarter On my block, on my block Flashlights go out The stars will light the way Like mexican dogs Nobody gave us names Flash lights go out The stars will light the way Like mexican dogs Nobody gave us names We will chase the bright lights till we're done We'll chase the bright lights We will chase the bright lights till we're done We'll chase the bright lights When I taste the salt When I taste the salt And I taste the salt And I taste the salt Mexican dogs |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Don't bother grandma 'cause she's right
Or you'll be in some mess I see how you see her, creaky bones Bitchin' 'bout IRS Well take a look child Through these photo albums She sang to sailors in the war, baseball stadiums In 1948 Now you'll graduate and you think You're going to move out now I will congratulate you as soon As you pay your own way Not tryin' to stick a pin In your shiny new balloon Your alimony check won't buy a bigger room Or a new car Don't ever think about comin' by here With that junior from up the street Sneakers squeakin' on the kitchen tile, hat pulled below his eyes That boy is trouble in his sleep You got your father's reckless charm, babe Long as you givin', somebody take Well, every sermon is not the gospel, babe Let me put it in another way Every valley is not a lake Before I let you go with your friends Got one more thing to say You think my love is tough, should've seen Your grandma in her day So use your wits child 'Cause nothing stays the same In forty years my song will be public domain Oh, oh, oh Sharp tongue, quick switch Sharp tongue, quick switch Will make my own apology felt |
||||||
| 4. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Something is not right with me
Something is not right with me Something is not right with me How was I supposed to know? Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Trying not to let it show I tried to call you collect You said you would not accept Your friends are laughing 'Cause nobody uses pay phones Gave me quarters to select Song on the the jukebox that gets People dancing Should have never chose "Girlfriend" Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Something is not right with me How was I supposed to know? Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Something is not right with me I'm trying not to let it show Passions of the people were sleeping late into the evening Reach behind, they could hardly find their spines Passions of the people were sleeping late into the evening Reach behind, they could hardly find their spines Passions of the people were sleeping late into the evening Reach behind, they could hardly find their spines You said you like old cars I bought a beat up brown Dodge it was smoking black And died in your frontyard You follow whose dating who But, but when it comes to you One is pulled a dozen Different ways in the mind Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Something is not right with me How was I supposed to know? Something is not right with me Something is not right with me Something is not right with me I'm trying not to let it show |
||||||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Whistle blowers gotta get outta school
They don't want poets, they want pigeons on a stool You're examining fossils, defending criminals I'm clock watching, getting dumb Photographing models a house painter's solace I'm like sisyphus in the sun And I give up Raising your kids America You treat 'em like an obligation Welcome to the occupation The devil's in the details, devil's in the details He's got your gold watch and chain The devil's in the details, devil's in the details He's got your gold watch and chain Whistle blowers, we know how you feel Public servants surrender their free will But you can't be in politics and work in the circus You have to choose just one You hold the nail, I'll swing the hammer That's how things get done But goodbye valedictorians, goodbye punks Goodbye valedictorians, goodbye punks And I give up Raising your kids America You treat 'em like an obligation Welcome to the occupation The devil's in the details, devil's in the details He's got your gold watch and chain The devil's in the details, devil's in the details Got your gold watch and chain |
||||||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Thick fog rolls in waves
On the Golden Gate I was checking my watch With seven minutes on my shift When I spot a black skirt on the rail Straddling the bar like it's a quarter a ride She's scared to jump, but terrified to stay Walk to her slow, extend my hand with a smile and say "Ma'am how was your day? Keep your eyes on my face! I want to help you if you'll let me." She's startled, I look forward Wrap my arms around her legs Pull her down to the sidewalk We're both heaving for air and I say "Ma'am how was your day? Keep your eyes on my face! I want to help you if you'll let me." Most folks think they'll hit the surface And never feel no pain Water pulls you under Back to the womb once again Bodies float to the shore Bloated purple and blue If sharks don't get to you first Crabs will have their way with you |
||||||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Oh, avalanche in apartment B
Everywhere white's what I see I've never lived alone So near the ocean breeze I can finally afford high anxiety Reach up, cold air hits your hands Snow packs like cement you can't stand Remain calm while rescue makes plans Oh, avalanche in aparment B All at once the weight dropped on me Sweating at the bar Fifteen minutes ago We we're yelling our heads off Now I'm surrounded by snow Reaching up, cold air hits your hands Snow packs like cement you can't stand Remain calm while rescue makes plans The earth must contract and expand |
||||||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
|
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends I've seen enough of nothing new The blacker stain on history or last laugh blues Not gonna fight, not gonna cry Not gonna shop around for one flag to fly I've seen enough, inventor's age I've cover up my face, brownbeaten shame I've got the itch, I feel the sting Like fallen in to the deepest sleep, telephone rings How's it going to feel when summer ends? Out of money, out of friends How's it going to feel when summer ends? Out of money, out of friends I've seen enough, the angry mob Yeah they were unison da-da-da They can't be stopped Sitting at home, making plans Don't wanna be another silly set of accident hands How's it going to feel when summer ends? Out of money, out of friends How's it going to feel when summer ends? Out of money, out of friends |
||||||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Every man I fall for
Drinks his coffee black "Love" and "Hate" are tattoed on his knuckles and My name is on his back Every man I fall for Works the graveyard shift He kisses me softly to wake me up Then takes my place in bed And I fall I leave with one concern It's the law of diminishing returns It's the law of diminishing returns Every man I fall for keeps his anger on A string and holds it tight When other man walk by blinking their eyes at me He always pick a fight I go walk alone down Ocean Boulevard Peaking your windows Tired housewives nagging at their husbands, but Is this the life you chose? And I fall I leave with one concern It's the law of diminishing returns And I fall I leave with one concern It's the law of diminishing returns Every man I fall for Nearly every man Every man I fall for Nearly every man |
||||||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Thought I was laying in the gutter in
Milk cartons and bones But I was standing on a mountain top Looking over your homes Thought I was laying my garden with My hands deep in soil But I was there on an island Shooting flares at your boat Thought I was soothing like a violin Confessing new rain But I was piping like a trumpet Frantic for fame Thought I was built like a building's built Iron, concrete and stone I realize I'm just a hack actor Finished playing my role Your reading my thoughts Dreams old men dream It's just like when we were kids We'd lay around wondering We try to listen to what they say Thought I was writing for a hundred hours Looking straight into me But I was reading on the news paper Obituaries Thought I was nervous like a mailman Reading your letters, dear But I was at our anniversary Toasting 30 years Your reading my thoughts Dreams old men dream It's just like when we were kids We'd lay around wondering We try to listen to what they say We try to listen to what they say Push my piano outside I don't care, I don't care Beneath the meteor black sky I don't care, I don't care The neighbours will complain Let them stare, let them stare Who knows where the time goes? I don't care, I don't care What would you think of me if I told you I haven't slept in weeks? I've been up chasing my childhood with a pin These are dreams old men dream |
||||||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
|
On the night that my love broke through
On the night that my love broke through Revelations that came unglued On the night that my love broke through Cell doors were opened Guards stepped out the way Prisoners got one acre of land and one year's pay Flowers long since dead Stiffened at the neck Colors came back in green and yellow and in red Unemployed cowboy Staggered on Fairfax Trucks pulled up and fifteen men hollered and hopped in back A copy of Bukowski At the bottom of the stack Got pickup by some dropout who read it front to back Shoving off the death hand of his past Ants were crawling out of Grimy bathtub drains Janitor was laughing, he had finally gone insane City buses swerving Arriving right on time Vending machines were selling glasses of white wine by the dime Streetlights got a burst of Electricity Sparks danced across windshields like a grand finale Metal detector's beeping Sound was deafening Everywhere bearded men dug up wedding rings We all stopped to listen to him sing On the night when my love broke through On the night when my love broke through Revelations that came unglued On the night when my love broke through On the night On the night On the night On the night |
||||||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Flash flood, you got too comfortable
So I showed you who's really in control You gave all of your savings to the poor Lightning on the river and you're shivering With your fishing pole Same night you bought a ring and you proposed You never really know what you can't really see I'll be there, I'll be there You made it out alive, oh what a relief I'll be there, I'll be there Earthquake in your pajamas huddled in doorways While your house is swaying Blue blood pumping like a hunter's fist I love the shape your faces make "Oh my, thank you for keeping me safe" Even though you know it don't always go that way You never really know what you can't really see I'll be there, I'll be there You made it out alive, oh what a relief I'll be there, I'll be there Everything will be explained Your wild guess, everything will be explained Go ahead, everything will be explained Your wild guess, everything will be explained |
||||||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
|
I sold you for parts
You get what you want Then I'll want it too I know who you are Don't know who you're not I don't dare ask Come back, we'll use the stove We'll make plans in the back Of your pickup truck Oh, why no one told She crowns my lips And waits up Helicopter sails Watching bird's eye That's when I dropped And all my hands Were behaving Like maps expired These rocks have been kicked My body is spent Can't stop and rest, oh no Your comfort plus ease I see it in 3-D You can't dream so slow Don't check the index for reference Curse the sky "Lord, give me hints" I search the place for your prints I feel your cryptomnesia Cryptomnesia |
||||||
| 14. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 15. |
| - |
|
|||
| 16. |
| - |
|
|||
| 17. |
| - |
|
|||
|
