Kevin Griffin

Everybody talking saying you will be walking
This neighborhood will never be the same
You said we'd understand
You found out what's happening now
So we all sat down and you broke the news

Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's just still life with Cooley

All your friends show on time
They come in bringing red wine
You said if it's over then we'll go in style
You better best take care keep one hand to your ear
So you're not left hanging when they're finally gone

Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's just still life with Cooley

Whatcha' saying?
You're going to stay of at St. Madigan's?
(reeled in again)
You're just fooling around fooling around, yeah

People hanging with their good friends
Listening to those old songs

Now Daddy don't love her anymore.
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore.
It's just still life
It's just still life with Cooley.

If they calm you down,
Then excite them
If they call you out,
Then ignore them.

You're speeding up
You're speeding up
To slow down

When they all believe,
You reject it.
When they all are for,
Be against it.

You're speeding up
You're speeding up
To slow down

If they call you out
They will tear you down
When your world falls in
Then they'll leave you dry

You're speeding up
You're speeding up
To slow down
Down, down, down

one more murder in this town,
don't mean a thing just lock your doors
and drive around.

one more murder in this town,
don't worry the rain will
wash the chalk marks from the ground

saturday night, shots ring out,
add one to the body count.
you come alive to see another's end.

plead it to a lesser count,
D.A. says without a doubt,
in 3-5 you're on the streets again.

one more murder in this town.
don't mean a thing .
you get accustomed to the sound.

one more murder in this town.
block off the street and .
wrap the crime scene tape around.

hosanna! hosanna!
I can't feel a thing at all!
hosanna! hosanna!
I can't feel a ting!

I can't feel a thing at all!

saturday night you're going out
parking lot, a figure come about
feel a piece click against your head.
pleading to his sympathy,

"take the car, I got a family"
you hear a laugh,
"It don't mean shit to me."

one more murder in this town

You come walking like someboby's lover
You come talking like somebody's friend
You wouldn't be here if I was unwilling
We both want the same thing

Pull
We both want the same thing

Brother, sister
Anoint me, absolve me
Take me with you
Below hell
You won't be here if I were unwilling
We both know what I bring

Pull
We both want the same thing

Around, surround
You subjugate me
Feel your pull
Effortlessly
Fuck me up
I'm begging you please
We both want the same thing

Pull
We both want the same thing

Your pain makes you beautiful, you love to lose control,
And mediocrity's rewarded so set your standards low.
In an imploding star, or a burned out car, I implore you.
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, I implore you.

Suck me in, I'm willing, I get off when you go on
Let me be your fate. Pour it on, pour it on.
In a country fair or union square, I implore you
In a shrouded face or a spray of mace, I implore you.
I implore you.

Cryptic? Elemental.
You transcend when you succumb.
One last shred of frailty left,
Embedded in our bones.
In an imploding star, or a burned out car, I implore you
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, I implore you

So do it again, do it again, do it again. This is what it means
Particle.

So do it again, do it again, do it again. This is what it means
Particle.

How can you be so warm?
How can you know what i feel?
Well, it's the way you move your hands,
And it's the way you understand.

And that's the reason that i'm asking.
That's the reason that i want to know.
And that's the reason that i'm asking,
And that's the reason that i'm...

How can you throw everything you live for?
Well, it's the way we shake and sway.
Oh, and it's the passion that you play.

And that's the reason that i'm asking.
That's the reason that i want to know.
And that's the reason that i'm asking,
And that's the reason that i'm...

Too many lost.
Links in a chain passed down through the years,
But ending here, if we just face the pain and the fear.

Who did you love before?
Who did they love before you?
But it's the way you move your hands
And it's the way you understand.

And that's the reason that i'm asking.
That's the reason that i want to know.
And that's the reason that i'm asking,
And that's the reason that i'm...

Looking around the house.
Hidden behind the window and the door.
Searching for signs of life but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'm just too sure.
Maybe I'm just too frightened
by the sound of it.
Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said,

Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

Sitting around the house,
watching the sun trace shadows on the floor.
Searching for signs of life, but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'll call
or write you a letter.
Now, maybe we'll see on the Fourth of July.
But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud.
Well, I'm not too sure and I'm not too proud to say.

Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

spoken: Yeah, you were so good.yeah you were so good, yeah that's
right...

There she is, white light
Descending like the color of rain
July or Fall
One thing will never change
Down and out you've found
This city has you on your back
You long for her
To take you away

And I
I want a Southern girl
I need a Southern girl
Well, I want a Southern girl

Scent of pine drifting by
Her hand traces lazy on your neck
Sunlight through the trees
Recalls a better time
Kids and dogs running by
She smiles as she drinks iced tea
Retire to the room
It's easy to see

That I
I want a Southern girl
I need a Southern girl
Well, I want a Southern girl

Take back the night
Claim your desires
Run 'till you crawl
In the morning you will find her there

And I
I want a Southern girl
I need a Southern girl
Well, I want a Southern girl

Well, she believes that I'd be better off without her.
And she believes in me.

Well, she believes that time can make things right.
And I want to believe that there's been a change in me.

And I hope that she believes.
Yes, I wonder if she sees the killer inside me.

The lights go down
And the clouds are building outside.
You close the door and turn the key,
But there's no place to hide.

And I hope that she believes.
Yes, I wonder if she sees the killer inside me.

The killer inside me.
The killer inside me.
The killer inside...

Where have you gone, my Rosealia?
Into the crowd, he'll never find you.
If you walk real fast, and you stay down low.
So many times, so many chances, this one could be your last.

You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.

What has he done, my senorita?
His kind of love is going to kill you.
Do you fake a smile when you dodge the blows?
So many times, so many chances.
This one could be your last.

You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.

Jealousy can rip your heart out.
And jealousy can turn a hand into a fist.

You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.

You cleaned out your room and under your bed,
lay a picture long forgotten.
With a hand to your head,
you sigh out loud as your memory rushes over and
buries you.

A summer rain storm,
but the shed was dry
with a girl from Carolina.
And you held her so tight,
for the warmth that the rain denied,
as the timer slowed to a flash.
So alive, you listen to them when they say...

Cry in the sun.
When the devil beats his wife.
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun...
Hope I never see the price of my freedom.

We'd dance and sing out,
and trace the moon,
as it crawled across the night sky.
And covered in dew, a lover's pact:
Well, here's to now and don't look back.
And oh, how I tried to heed the words written here.

Cry in the sun.
When the devil beats his wife.
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun...
Hope I never see the price of my freedom.

For every one yeah
There's a person, place or time,
that brings you back and makes you feel alive.
Before your reason clouds your eyes,
When you could rule the world if you wanted to...
yeah.

Well, I hear you're living far away.
And that life's treated you well.
You know that we were young,
And this picture's old.
But I still can hear you say,
Through the pounding of the rain.
And oh, if you try,
Tell me, can you hear them say...

Cry in the sun.
When the devil beats his wife.
If you cry, cry, cry in the sun...
Hope I never see the price of my freedom.

Listen to them fight.
Hear your mother cry.
Weekend at your dad's.
They don't know what they do to you.
Teenager. Teenager...

Wrap yourself in black.
Listen to the Cure.
Love line won't call back.
They don't know,
they don't care,
they don't see,
but I do.

And if it feels good do it.
And if it tastes fine drink.
Well, there's a range of possibilities to find.
Teenager. Teenager...

No one knows your name.
No one hears your cry.
Fall in with the fringe
because they know what you're going through.
They do.

And if it feels good do it.
And if it tastes fine drink.
Well, there's a range of possibilities to find.
Teenager. Teenager...

No one's wrong,
no one's right.
It comes down on you.
And I have found, your life inside mine.

Hear your mother cry
Fade into the night.
When they ask you why,
They won't know, they won't feel,
They won't see,
But you will.

And if it feels good do it.
And if it tastes fine drink.
Well, there's a range of possibilities to find.
Teenager. Teenager...

Down by the dock
Hot blood in the sun
The body lays up against the reeds
The locals said the man had it coming
And it's time someone put him six feet in the ground

Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came?
To the summerhouse
To the summerhouse

Missus showed up
To I.D. the body
Then shed a tear as she hid a smile
The sergeant laughed and smiled in frustration
One life is lost while another one's found

Where did she go that night?
Where did she sleep when the morning came?
To the summerhouse
To the summerhouse

Hey, you've got a lot of nerve to show your face around here.
Hey, you've got a lot of nerve to dredge up all my fears.
Well, I wish I could shake some sense into you and walk out the door.

But your skin is like porcelain.
Yeah, your skin is like porcelain.

Just the other day I felt I had you by a string.
Just the other day I felt we could be everything.
But now when I see you, you're somebody else.
In somebody's eyes and your skin...

But your skin is like porcelain.
Yeah, your skin is like porcelain.

I don't know what I'm saying.
Well, I don't know if you're there.
In the words you are feigning.
Do you even care?

Well I wish I could kill you,
savor the sight.
Get in to my car, drive into the night.
Then lie as I scream to the heavens above.
That I was the last one you ever loved.
Yes, your skin is like porcelain.

But your skin is like porcelain.
Yeah, your skin is like porcelain

Will you fight
For the cause?
Can you teach the savage mind
Their ways are wrong
Help them see
What they want and what they need?
And if we have to twist their arms
They know not what they do is wrong

And if you said I would go to heaven
Now, maybe I'll try
And if you said I would go to heaven
Now maybe I'll, maybe I'll, maybe I'll try

Heretics and hypocrites
Wear the same face throught the years
Of telling lies
And laying blame
Damn the fire then feed the flame
Don't dance, or sing, or try to think
Their image is planted in your head

And if you said I would go to heaven
Now, maybe I'll try
And if you said I would go to heaven
Now maybe I'll, maybe I'll, maybe I'll try

Ivy is just a dog
With a heart that's noble as
The greatest man
Who ever lived
Won't you please help her learn?
And if we have to twist her arm
She knows not what she does is wrong

And if you said I would go to heaven
Now, maybe I'll try
And if you said I would be a rich man
Now maybe I'll, maybe I'll, maybe I'll try

Maybe I'll try.
Maybe I'll try.

Well, there's a feeling in the air
Just like a Friday afternoon.
Yeah, you can go there if you want
Though it fades too soon.

So go on, let it be.
If there's a feeling coming over me,
Seems like it's always understood this time of year.

Well, I know there's a reason to change.
Well, I know there's a time for us.
You think about the good times
And you live with all the bad.
You can feel it in the air,
Feeling right this time of year.

Well, there's a football in the air,
Across a leaf blown field.
Yeah, and there's your first car on the road,
And the girl you'd steal.

So go on with yourself
If there's a feeling that there's something else.
Seems like it's always understood
This time of year.

Well, I know there's a reason to change.
Well, I know there's a time for us.
You think about the good times
And you live with all the bad.
You can feel it in the air,
Feeling right this time of year.

Well, there's a feeling in the air
Just like a Friday afternoon.
Yeah, you can go there if you want
Though it fades too soon.

So go on, let it be.
If there's a feeling coming over me,
Seems like it's always understood this time of year.

Well, I know there's a reason to change.
Well, I know there's a time for us.
You think about the good times
And you live with all the bad.
You can feel it in the air,
Feeling right this time of year

Heading out
Your heart beating in your head
Riding on
The Texas wind
Raise your feet
As you cross the state line

Waking up
The Mesa sun and the sky
All the way
To Tucumcari
And Santa Fe
Seems a stone's throw away

Coyote, coyote

Coming down
The Phoenix sun on your face
Turns it red by the afternoon
And to the right
The Grand Canyon is wide

Sing along
Needle skips in the wind
Count the stars
Of Death Valley
And in the dark
Barstow starts to fade

Coyote, coyote
Coyote, coyote

Yeah.

There's an angel on the stairs
(as if you'd even care)
When the lights go up,
and the sun has nearly gone down.

Did you see him on the street?
Did you pass him at your feet?
Did you think aloud, "How dare they
even look me in the eye'?

And he loves the girls.
And he loves the boys.
Going to make twenty dollars
before the weekends over.

So set him up,
Let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.

Got a ticket to a show.
Going to see him take a blow.
When the drunk one said,
"Cat Sssstevens was the greatest singer!"

And did you kick him in the head?
Did you see the blood run down? Did you laugh at all when the
people walked right by and said aloud,
"You gutter punks are all the same.
" Probably make twenty dollars
'fore the weekends over."?

So set him up,
Then let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.

Radio in my head.
Radio in that car.
Going down again,
he's going down again....

Anyway you look, anyway you talk it over.
It's easier to let it slip out of your mind.
But it rips your heart out.

Then it kicks your head in.
Just give him one more chance,
try to see the beauty in his world.
All the way in on my hands, in on my feet,
and shoulders. Going to make twenty dollars
before the weekend's over.

So set him up,
Then let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.

God save the King of New Orleans.