out here we laugh out loud for the home folks
some of them twisting in the wind
tight jeans and raindrops on a metal roof
thought the place took plastic
but she would only take cash
forked over the bills and a few coins
almost worthless 'cept for slots
wished I'd brought my shades
wanna hide my eyes from the truth
expressions muted and upper lips stiff
lunatics surround the fire pit
and a harmonica blows
2/19/12
Cracked Smiles
hundreds of dollars were lost
given to the house
odds were never in our favor
yet we still ached for the chance
an ounce of suddeness
a hope for love
slow greetings and cracked smiles
lonely boy hours
players of all kinds
watching from the rafters
as the women fought it out
in the early morning
given to the house
odds were never in our favor
yet we still ached for the chance
an ounce of suddeness
a hope for love
slow greetings and cracked smiles
lonely boy hours
players of all kinds
watching from the rafters
as the women fought it out
in the early morning
2/8/12
Ninety-Six Magnavox
scooted that monster from the garage
too heavy and awkward to pick up
'specially for my 2nd half back
make sure the bones are protected
what a glory it was
big and bright
biggest tube ever owned in my family
up 'til that time anyway
the glove that didn't fit
green day
the steroid rangers
the heroic cowboys
and their 3 inch headlines
stared and stared for so many hours
hypnotized and surrounded by sound
in stereo
teletubbies and dora
the blue house bear
nine eleven catatonic and weary
no planes in the sky
spirit of braveheart
electronics crashing
asteroids and space invaders
tennis matches and an unbeaten streak
lost flippers and late night shows
weather worries and tragedy channels
where are they now
behind the music
thank God steely dan won the grammy
everything is outsync
stanley cup full of gravy
go stars
men eating grubs
desperate women
dog shows and gator trappers
oil just spilling in the ocean
cramer cried about the bond market
bet he got a bailout
recounts and chads
i did not have relations with that woman
protests and bombs and murders
c-span boring us to death
rather, washington boring us to death
the last waltz
when it had all been done
green was purple
and popping noises
sitting with a pile of junk now
ready for burial
that ninety-six magnavox thirty-three inch was a good television
real heavy though.
too heavy and awkward to pick up
'specially for my 2nd half back
make sure the bones are protected
what a glory it was
big and bright
biggest tube ever owned in my family
up 'til that time anyway
the glove that didn't fit
green day
the steroid rangers
the heroic cowboys
and their 3 inch headlines
stared and stared for so many hours
hypnotized and surrounded by sound
in stereo
teletubbies and dora
the blue house bear
nine eleven catatonic and weary
no planes in the sky
spirit of braveheart
electronics crashing
asteroids and space invaders
tennis matches and an unbeaten streak
lost flippers and late night shows
weather worries and tragedy channels
where are they now
behind the music
thank God steely dan won the grammy
everything is outsync
stanley cup full of gravy
go stars
men eating grubs
desperate women
dog shows and gator trappers
oil just spilling in the ocean
cramer cried about the bond market
bet he got a bailout
recounts and chads
i did not have relations with that woman
protests and bombs and murders
c-span boring us to death
rather, washington boring us to death
the last waltz
when it had all been done
green was purple
and popping noises
sitting with a pile of junk now
ready for burial
that ninety-six magnavox thirty-three inch was a good television
real heavy though.
2/5/12
Boogieman Shake
always and forever we will try in vain to warn our brothers and sisters. the boogieman is coming to get you. lock the doors and shut the windows. grab a flashlight and ice some beer. get those blankets and pull that crate of water to the side of the house. clear a large area in the middle of the room. boogieman 'bout to boogie. rat-a-tat-tat creates the hush, the man appears in a cloud of dust. white suit with a golden belt, pearly shoes and a hat of felt. all the dancers stopped and stared, the boogieman with his thinning hair. took a step and then flashed a smile, had the look had the style. do the boogieman shake, yeah yeah, do the boogieman shake, uh huh, do the boogieman shake, all right.
2/4/12
Angel Army
d7 g
angel army
d7
angel army
g
angel army
d7
angel army
g
you will protect me
d7
and you'll never harm me
g d7 g
my angel army, my angel army
am d7 am
only time goes slow, you know you know, grow old grow old,
d7 g d7
get on the road or you'll never find me.
yell it from the mountains
over the treetops
catch the western winds
keep going east
record it in hi fi
send it over the live wire
soundwaves just bringing the truth
lift up your hands, ask him to hear your prayer, tell him bout where you been,
give it all to him and put it behind you.
angel army
angel army
angel army
angel army
you will protect me
and you'll never harm me
my angel army
only time goes slow, you know you know, grow old grow old,
get on the road or you'll never find me.
Really Fine 170 Years
....of course everyone would have to agree. motivations would need to be compelling for both entities. whoever thought we'd be at this place. one day away from the glory of a new hope for the world. a place of purity and thoughtfulness. a place where wolves sleep during the day and get fed at night. the passing people just kept on walking. right though the screen doors and paper walls. the sturdy folks stood there unmoved and resolved. no one would tell them how to act. rights were rights. the bluecoat men thought the texans would fall in line. the gasps when the letter was delivered. 'mr. president, it's been a really fine 170 years, but today the people of texas declare our independence. God bless America.'....
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