Last Words Out
Bridge to Love
February Nights
Luminous
Hello
Maybe You’ll Shine
Six O’clock Whistle
Fuck
The Archeology of Sound
Candles and Cognac
Would You Say You’re in Love
Between Christmas and Thanksgiving
New Hard Times Come Over You
No More Words
Tiny Pricks
Birthday in the Sun
It’s Just a Kiss Away
Kissing Your Neck
Corduroy, Fleece and Flannel
Who Do Voodoo on You
A Prescribed Ego
Lemons and Limes
Women and Wine
No More Bones for You
the Power of a Daydream
Undecided
a Graveyard Gives
Beside the River
Everyday Americans
Wish You No Harm
Wooden Floors
Ride Away
Rain
Two Wastes of Life
In Bed at Cheteau Marmont
Jim Sheridan Took My Shirt
Perfect July Nite in L.A.
Independent Lens
Ah, Saturdays
Where It All Begins
If It’s One to Ten She’s a Twelve
and That’s Why She’s Always
Mad-Dogged
Tonight
Rock & Roll Music
Man and Twelve String Guitar Make History
Friday at 3:00 a.m.
The Way My Sisters’ Children Used to Play
Front Porch
The Devil’s Music
Young Love
Sunny Sunshine
Norms, Values and People Who Think They Have the Right to Tell You What to Do
Illuminations
Escort Economy
Pink Red Dress
Behind the Waterfall
Swoon
The Ledger
Expanding Universe
Supportive Hope
Johnny English and the Aliens
Christmas Barrette
Max's Kansas City
one pay check away
be my everyday
Take the Change
i don't even know her name
be myself
Black Magik Blood
Vegas
Morning Sun
Wolf Hollow Inn
Impact
Poetry 101: Ecstatic Vision
D.C. Blues
Dear Pittsburgh Penguins
a Hot Mess
Yeah You |
New Hard Times Come over You
Uhhmnnn, in the midnite wind
I heard an A.M. voice – say,
Watch out, son, when making
Your choices – You can work
For greed or work just for fun
Just make sure you’re not being
Taken in by a hollow system ---
Uhhmmmnnn, the wisdom is free
Unless you don’t listen to me
And then you’ll pay either way
By being a slave to the wind
You’ll never catch or know -no
Matter how many bucs you grab
You won’t get to know happy from
Anything but what’s out of a bag---
So, just go on your own and heed
What I say but remember everyday
Is a gift unto you and it’s not what
You do but how you do it and, really,
Ain’t nothing more to it than that ---
Watch your desires and don’t get fat
Like them cats on Wallstreet & in D.C.
Yeah, listen to me, I been around for
A long, long years and seen it all – I
Even seen Rome fall and lions roar
When they broke down the doors and
Ate all the mistakes –so called greats
And what was known as the Senate
With orators and those senators just
Begging for mercy instead of steaks ---
So when you come around and figure
Me out I’ll be in Alabama cleaning up
The south from the leftover sinners who
Whipped the horse’s eyes and made them
All scream and cry for having an opinion.
Ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times
… ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times
Ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times
Ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times
… ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times
Ahhh, it’s hard times … It’s hard times.
written 12:15 p.m.
Saturday December 6, 2008
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