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Ramshackle
You've been so long
Your blind eyes are gone
Your old bones are on their own
So take off your coat
Put a song in your throat
Let the dead-beats pound all around
We will go
Nowhere we know
We don't have to talk at all
Hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
The bargains you drag
Buckets and bags
And all your belongings
Your trains in the sand
Ramshackle land
Let the rats watch the races
We will go
Nowhere we know
'Til we find our one and all
Hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
Praises get spent
Your trick face is bent
Pigsties and prizes
'cos there's no kind of wealth
You're shooting yourself
You leave yourself behind
We will go
Nowhere we know
'Til we find our one and all
Your hand me downs
Flypaper towns
Stuck together
One and all
Readymade
An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is callin' to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And nobody knows where we been
Cancelled rations are running thin
Watches tick out of tune
Falling apart like a readymade
And my bags are waiting
In the next life
Rubbish piles fresh and plain
Empty boxes in a pawn shop brain
License plates stowaway
Standing in line like a readymade
And my bags are waiting
in the next life
An open road where I can breathe
Where the lowest low is comin to me
I can pull myself back up back down
Stuck together like a readymade
And my bags are waiting
in the next life
Regular Song
i just got put down
in the ashes of a backwash town
black debris, the burned-out trees
blows out over the sunken seas
somewhere far along
singin the regular song
dead machines, frozen dreams
it's a state where i belong
i'm loose inside my skin
and all the walls are wearin thin
shoot out all the traffic lights
on your way to the dead of night
somewhere far along
singin the regular song
dead machines, frozen dreams
they don't bother me at all
you're better off alone
troubles find their home
"Rollins Power Sauce"
You tell no-one, nobody
Beating on you, no defenses
False faces, bloody wallet
Ripping out your head, put on my clothes
Nooo, I wouldn't want you
Where the blood is all washed off
Where the blood is washed off
And I got no focus, got no focus
Round the Bend
We don't have to worry
Life goes where it does
Faster than a bullet
From an empty gun
Turn yourself over
Loose change we could spend
Grinding down diamonds
Round, round, round the bend
People pushing harder
Up against themselves
Make their daggers sharper
Than their faces tell
Babe, its your time now
Loose change we could spend
Where we are going
Round, round, round the bend
Rowboat
Rowboat, row me to the shore
She don't wanna be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She don't wanna be my friend no more
Pick me up, gimme some food to eat
In your truck, goin' no place
I'll be home, talkin' to nobody
You'll be strange, you'll be far away
Big fat moon
And my body's out of tune
With the burnin' waves
She's a billion years away
Dog food on the floor
And I been like this before
She is all
And everything else is small
Pick me up, gimme some alcohol
In your truck, playin' the radio
I'll be home with the gasoline
You'll be stoned, you'll be far away
Rowboat, row me to the shore
She don't wanna be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She is all and everything else is small
Runners Dial Zero
by the dried up stream
we slit our throats and dreamed
but when the building's burned
was there some concerned
mother laid in bed
what was it she said?
gather all your worldly jewels
and scatter them like fools
don't you make a fuss
days so perilous
when day is done we'll ride
who cares what we find
another misspent night
we thought we got it right
the driver lost a wheel
the ice turned into steel
they shivered like refugees
way down on our knees
by the dried up stream
we slit our throats and dreamed
but when the building's burned
was there some concerned
mother laid in bed
what was it she said?
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