SA-5
tell me where you want me to go
if I'm gone then I'll get there soon
tell me what you want me to be
if I've been there split in two
tell me what you want me to say
then I'll put my tongue away
tell me what you want me to see
with my eyes so grizzly gray

you're insane
got no name
the lion's tame
it's all the same
got no brain
the lion's tame

tell me where you want me to go
if I'm gone then I'll get there soon
tell me what you want me to be
if I've been there split in two

you're insane
got no name
the lion's tame
it's all the same
got no brain
lion's tame

Salt In The Wound
I was born in a landslide
In the jungle land
I can play the piano
with a funeral hand

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Making me blue

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Play me a tune

Worked on a railroad
Slept on a cot
If you got what it takes
Take what you got

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Making me blue

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Play me a tune

Out on the north sea
Where the waters are wild
You live like a mad dog
Like a ??? child

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Making me blue

Ooh
Salt in the Wound,
Play me a tune

Play me a tune
Play me a tune
Play me a tune
Play me a tune

Satan Gave Me A Taco
Satan gave me a taco and it made me really sick
The chicken was all raw and the grease was mighty thick
The rice was all rancid and the beans were so hard
I was gettin' kinda dizzy eatin' all the lard
There was aphids on the lettuce an' I ate every one
An' after I was done the salsa melted off my tongue
Pieces of tortilla got stuck in my throat
An' the stains on my clothes burned a hole through my coat
My stomach was a-tremblin' and I broke out in a rash
I was so dry and thirsty and I didn't have no cash
So I went and found a hose, tore off all my clothes
Turned on the water and it shot right up my nose
Some old lady came along and she thought I was a freak
So she beat me with a handbag till I could hardly speak
I was lying there naked, my body badly bruised
In a pool of my own blood, unconscious and confused
Well, the cops came and got me and threw me in their van
And I woke up on the ceiling and I couldn't find my hand
They took me to the judge, his eyes a-glowin' red
The courtroom was filled with witches and the dead
Well, the sheriff was a hellhound with fangs and claws
The prisoners were tied up and chained to the walls
The air was gettin' thick; the smoke was gettin' thicker
The judge read the verdict: said, "Cut off his head!"
Well, they placed me on the altar, and they raised up the axe
My head was about to explode when I noticed the Marshall stacks
I noticed all the smoke machines, cameras and the lights
Some guy with a microphone, runnin' around dancin' in tights
And I noticed the crew and the band playin' down below
And I realized I was in a rock video

So I went and joined the band
And I went out on tour
And I smoked a lot of heroin
And I passed out in manure
I made out with the groupies
Come on here
Started fires backstage
Oh, yeah, started 'em all
Made a lot of money
Oh, yeah, I'm makin' it
And I gave it all away
Give it all to me
Well, the band got killed
Ah, bunch of losers
So I started a solo career
Aha, yeah
And I won all the awards
Get 'em all now
And I drank all the beer
Drink it all up; get funky
I opened up a taco stand
Aha
Just to smell the smell
Oho
Cookin' with the devil
fryin' down in hell

Schmoozer
You been a talkin' now
You been a rockin' now
You been a guessin' now
You been undressin' now
You goin' up and down
You got a super sound
You got a lotta cow
Stuck a shiny steak on me now

You been a duckin' down
you been a fuckin round
You been a ridin' now
You been decidin' now
You just a sucker clown
I'm just a fucker now
I got no money now
Say that ain't funny now!
Aww Yeah-eah-eah
Oh yeah, country now

You been a trippin' now
You been a dickin' now
You wanna ditch me now
Crack in the kitchen now
All of the people now
Crawlin' and creepin' now
If I could show you how
I think you're bogus now!
Now now Hey!
Hey Hey Hey
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Kill Me!
Oh!

See Water
Close your eyes and see water
sliding up the back of your head
folding into your clothing
covering everything you said

Climb up into
Who's going to miss you

Dry up on the shoreline
drinking everything you see
offering things to the ladies
bowing down in the mossen trees

Climb up into
Nobody's going to miss you

Sexx Laws
Can't you hear those cavalry drums
Hijacking your equilibrium
Midnight hags in the mausoleum
Where the pixilated doctors moan
Carnivores in the Kowloon night
Breathing freon by the candlelight
Coquettes bitch slap you so polite
Till you thank them
For the tea and sympathy

I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine
Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line
Running buck wild like a concubine
Who's mother never held her hand
Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz
Wearing hepatitis contact lens
Bed and breakfast getaway weekends
With Sports Illustrated moms

I want to defy
The logic of all sex laws
Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists
I'll let you be my chaperone
At the halfway home
I'm a full grown man
But I'm not afraid to cry

She Is All (Gimme Something to Eat)
she is all i need
for here, for now
she is all i see
for here, for now
gimme something to eat
for here, for now
she is all i need
for here, for now
oh yeah

Side of the Road
Something better than this
Someplace I'd like to go
To let all I've learned
Tell me what I know
About the kind of life
I never thought I'd live
Till the ugly truth
Showed me what it did

Let it pass on the side of the road
What a friend could tell me now

On a borrowed dime
In different light
You might see what
The other side looks like
In a random room
Behind an iron door
Kick an empty can
Across an empty floor

Let it pass on the side of the road
What a friend could tell me now

Sin City
(Written by Gram Parsons)
This old town is filled with sin,
It'll swallow you in
If you've got some money to burn.
Take it home right away,
You've got three years to pay
But Satan is waiting his turn

This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
It seems like this whole town's insane
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

The scientists say
It'll all wash away
But we don't believe any more
Cause we've got our recruits
And our green mohair suits
So please show you ID At the door.

A friend came around.
Tried to clean up this town,
His ideas made some people mad.
But he trusted his crowd,
So he spoke right out loud
And they lost the best friend they had

On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

Sing It Again
a town of disrespect
the trains are wrecked
the night is younger then us
nowhere is anywhere else
you keep to yourself
stirring the dregs where i have layed
the exit signs are flashing
dead ends they won't come to life anymore
i pledge the rest
i should have guessed
your love was hanging by threads
tongues tied under the moon,
my love is a room of broken bottles
and tangled webs
the misers wind their minds
like clocks that grind their gears
on and on

and if its meant
some accident
some coincidence
crumbs fall out of the sky
when you wander by
the dust clouds blow
nobodys home
oh won't you lay my bags
upon on the funeral fire and sing it again

oh won't you lay my bags
upon on the funeral fire and sing it again

Sissyneck
I don't need no wheels
I don't need no gasoline
'Cause the wind that is blowing
Is blowing like a smoke machine

If I said to you
That I was looking for a place to get to
'Cause my neck is broken
And my pants ain't getting no bigger

I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys

I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time

All my friends
Tell me something is getting together
I got a beard that would disappear
If I'm dressed in leather

Now let me tell you about my baby
She was born in Arizona
Sitting in the jailhouse
Trying to learn some good manners

I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys

I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time

Matchsticks strike
When I'm riding my bike to the depot
'Cause everybody knows my name
At the recreation center

If I could only find a nickel
I would pay myself off tonight
'Cause nobody knows
When the good times have passed out cold

I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys

I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time

I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good ol' boys

I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time

Don't talk to me
If you're looking for somebody to cry on

Don't talk to me
If you're looking for somebody to cry on

Ahhhowwww!!

Sleeping Bag
open up the door
lay the orange juice on the floor
we're having a picnic on the ugly part of town

the sleeping bags on fire
and it's getting down to the wire
so grab yourself a spot and settle down awhile

cause its getting hard to think
and my clothes are starting to shrink
and the moon is sagging down like a metal ball

and the world is a holiday
smoking in an old ashtray
they just blow it out their nose and say ok

so lets try to make this last
the past is still the past
and tomorrow is just another crazy scam

Soul Sucked Dry
my soul's suckin dry
my soul's been sucked dry
emptiness surrounds me
bitterness crowns me
emptiness surrounds me
bitterness crowds me
with my soul sucked dry
oh, my soul's suckin dry
famine in my hands
my soul's suckin dry
emptiness surrounds me
bitterness crowns

Soul Suckin Jerk
I got a job making money for the man
throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can
puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
running through the mini mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home
sun went down I got frozen to the bone
'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
as I took a little nap the cops picked up us both
I tried to explain I was only trying to get warm
I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said too bad. You want to bite the bullet hard son?
I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun
and I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
dancing on the roof, shooting holes in the moon
get busy, get busy, you know it
I ain't going to work for no soul-sucking jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't saying jack
[repeat]
Standing right here with a beer in my hand
and my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand
fourteen days I've been sleeping in the barn
better I get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
whistling dixie with the dixie cup filled
with the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
big fat fingers pointing into my face
telling me to get busy cleaning up this place
I got bent like a wet cigarette
and she's coming after me with a butterfly net
riding on the bloodhound ringing the bell
black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg
taking turns baking worms with the bacon and eggs
well they got me in a bird cage flapping my jaw
like a pretzel in the stars just waiting to fall
so give me what I got to get so I can go
cause I ain't washing dishes in the ditch no mo(re)
I ain't going to work for no soul-sucking jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't saying jack

Soul Suckin Jerk (reject)
I'm standin right here with a beer in my hand
and my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand
big fat fingers pointin' into my face
tellin me to get busy cleanin' up this place
fourteen days I've been sleepin in a barn
better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
whistlin' dixie with the dixie cup filled
with the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
I got bent like a wet cigarette
and she's comin after me with a butterfly net
ridin on a bloodhound ringin a bell
black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
pencil on my leg and I'm tryin not to beg
takin' turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggs
now they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw
like a pretzel in the stars just waitin' to fall
so give me what I got to get so I can go
cuz I ain't washin dishes in the ditch no more

cuz I ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack
cuz I ain't gonna work for no soul-suckin jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack

you know it
that's right
rockin the town like a moldy crouton
flyin' through the air with breeze

I got a job makin money for the man
throwin' chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can
puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
runnin' through the mini-mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown, couldn't find a ride home
sun went down, I got frozen to the bone
'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
as I took a little nap the cops picked up us both
I tried to explain I was only tryin' to get warm
I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
he said, "too bad better bite the bullet hard son."
I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun
and I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
dancin' on the roof, shootin' holes in the moon

Spanking Room
mama's gonna spank me
down to the ??
don't leave me by myself
where the ??? away
pulled by the dregs
spread my legs
???? is getting ??
the people are let down
??? this town
spread my legs
they will not go
pulled by the dregs
spread a virus
the ??????
don't you ever ever
[screaming]

And your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]
Tell your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]
Tell your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]
Tell your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]

Tell your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]
Tell your parents and your teacher [?]
[???]
[???]
[???]
[???]
[???]
[???]
[???]

[breathing]

....Great!
Yeah, this is great!

Thank you!
[applause]
Sorry, our -- our drummer got food poisoning.

Special People
Special people all the time
Special people on my mind
Special people brown and white
Special people getting all uptight
Special people kiss my soul
Special people take control
Special people lick the ground
Special people word up and down
Special people squeeze the breeze
Special people slice their knees
Special people soak up fire
Special people climbing higher
Special people create belief
Special people steal some beef
Special people don't need your plans
Special people got recycling cans
Special people got songs to sing
Special people are happening
Special people stopping fast
Special people hauling ass
Special people are so sincere
Special people got special beer
Special people flick the grease
Special people come in peace
Special people will scrimp and save
Special people will never bathe
Special people in hot pursuit
Special people got the boot
Special people sleep in moss
Special people got the sauce
Special people open wide
Special people ain't satisfied

The Spirit Moves Me
Walkin' back to the burnin' schoolhouse
And the kids drinkin' in the park
Late at night and the spirit moves me
And I don't mind bein' afraid
Old man with no clothes
Leanin' on my fence
Tell me where the money goes
And the food don't taste the same
I'm gettin' fast at being the last
To know I don't need to waste no time
You can call me once a week
Tell me where I been
Phony lady layin' flat on the road
And the helicopter goin' by
And I'm down to the sound
Of the sky turned brown
And I'm lovin' everything you say
I don't think it's funny
When you shave both of my arms
Lately I been spittin' out things
That I didn't mean to say
But that's alright, now
You don't listen to me anyway

Steal My Body Home
Put me in a hole in the ground
with the money and the town
and the women all runnin' around

Can't complain about the mess
Momma killed her only dress
Now she's longin' for the pants

Watch my troubles all unwind
Drinkin' gasoline and wine
Catch a chill off the stove

On the train they cannot feel
Lost my head beneath the wheel
Now she steals my body home

The trees are fake, the air is dead
The birds are stuffed with poison lead
And the ground is much too clean

And if it's only me who's scared
Strap me into the 'lectric chairs
Ring the moon like a broken bell

When she drags you from the hill
Daddy's gonna burn down the still
We can watch it from the rooftop

Ooh

Lay into the fryin' pan
Now she kisses her own hand
With the fiddle on the fire

I took a leap into the fog
Sleepin' on a hollow log
Now I'm coughin' with no mouth

You can keep yourself inside
But you know you cannot hide
When the devil's your only friend

Stagolee
NOTES: A cover of the legendary Mississippi John Hurt's "Stagolee".
police officer, how can it be?
you can arrest everybody but cruel Stagolee
that bad man, cruel Stagolee

Billy Lyons told Stagolee, "Please don't take my life
i got two baby children and a darling, loving wife"
that bad man, cruel Stagolee

"would I care about your two babes and darling, loving wife?
you done stole my Stetson hat, I'm bound to take your life."
that bad man, cruel Stagolee

Stagolee stood on the gallows, head way up high
twelve o'clock, they killed him, we were all glad to see him die
that bad man, cruel Stagolee

Static (Version 1)
can you feel it in the airwaves,
rolling down the lane?
blackout in the background, standing in your veins

mmm...
nothin' that i wouldn't say to you

can you teach it to the prisoners,
can you throw it at the wall?
you leap into the altitudes
see just where you fall

mmm...
nothin' that i wouldn't take from you

can you fit it in the system,
can you put it in a word?
static and distortion
is all you ever heard

mmm...
nothin' that i wouldn't say to you

Static
it's so easy to laugh at yourself
and all those jokes have already been written
seems like another vain attempt
to let yourself fall out of the oven

holy mountains
they look so tired
and it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside

who you foolin' with the fools are right
it's the same thing but it's almost as different
hard to tell when it pacifies your mind
leaves you stranded with a broken engine
lazy desert looks so mangled
let me drown in a convalescent bliss
get up from your bed of rest
been a long time since you've lived
but the static in your mind
leaves you hollow and unkind
with a shock electric wave
turns you on.
you've been flunked out of the devils house
delinquent hygienes are so abrasive
some distortion that's never been known
on the treadmill you've been runnin' forever

holy mountains, they look so tired
and it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside

begone

Steve Threw Up
steve had a big commotion
the street fair was an ocean
when he took three tabs of bad acid
and off his melting jaw
all the wonderful things he saw
the pretty hair growin on...his sandwich
well he looked out on the fairground
with the spinning things spinning all around
and he felt the food goin down
and coming back
and on top of the ferris-wheel
he threw up on the heel
of the beautiful girl who was laughing
well there must have been some pizza
and there must have been some fries
and there must have been some tequila
and there must have been some wine
and there must have been some falafels
and there must have been some beer
and there must have been some bagels
you could see it all so clear
and there must have been some pickles
and there must have been some saurkraut
and there must have been some catfish
when he laid his bedding down (?)
pineapples, mangos, wild rice, beans, granola, cheetoes, caramel candy popcorn, ice cream banana fudge, and some corndogs, and mayonaise, steak sauce, ketchup and mustard, garlic, kool-aid, spam and some egg rolls, sushi, rice-cakes, oatmeal, cucumbers, biscuits, beef-jerky, pop-tarts, tamales, shishkabob and a side order of...
BARF!!! BARF!!! RETCH!!! VOMIT!!! SPEW!!! etc...

Sucker Without A Brain
Sucker without a brain
Nothing to do again
Stepped into the street
Like the man on the flyin' trapeze

Here comes that bus right into your face
Now you're flyin'
Now you're flyin' home

Isn't it just like a dream
Sirens and people and everything
The driver tried to swerve but he just didn't see ya
Now you're buried 'neath the wheel just like a tortilla

Here comes that bus right into your face
Now you're flyin'
Now you're flyin' home

When we're dead we can all climb aboard
The fare is easy to afford
Sometimes you meet a fireman, sometimes you meet a dancer
This is one ride where you won't need no transfer

Here comes that bus right into your face

Sunday Sun
Haven't got a lot to learn
And my eyes they stray again
Looking for a satellite
In the rays of heaven again

There's no other ending
Sunday sun
Yesterday is ending
Sunday sun

Jealous minds walk in a line
And their faces jade the strain
Stranded in infinity rooms
And they're safe from any harm

There's no other ending
Sunday sun
Yesterdays are mending
Sunday sun

Supergolden Black Sunchild
bless this scepter
the genius too
shit the eagle
don't be cruel
my little sunchild
my blinding sun
stab my power
reap the reward
supergolden black sunchild

slice the mango
the drooling fool
flare the nostril
feeling coold
sweating in the
meadow of fate
scratch me gently
burning flame
supergolden black sunchild

Sweet Sunshine
Touch me on the inside with a finger full of gravy
Wanna get you on the sofa, lady, wanna Shake and Bake me

Bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
Bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more
I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more

battle through the bread with the ??? screaming
with the scumbag sould and the body always screaming"

Grab your wife, tell me where you been
With the firin' pan and the moon gettin' thin
Grab your wife, take me where you been
With the violin [???] and the moon gettin' thin

I wanna climb up on the wall
I wanna swing through the city on a wreckin' ball
I wanna climb up on the wall
I wanna swing through the city on a wreckin' ball

hail to the dawning of the plentiful sensation
cost me time and ?? and i killed my imagination
Got a bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine
Got a bucket full of blood
got you on my mind
Gonna break my face on the sweet sunshine

I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more
I wanna get up off the floor
I wanna run to the devil and get me some more