Hotel Parties

Paranoia Letters

come home baby, I’m falling in love
and it ain’t with your memory,
no it’s with flesh and blood.
one night of love don’t make up
for 6 weeks alone
so come home darling,
quit pushing me to do you wrong

come home baby, i’ve had enough
this do-right-woman heart,
yea, it’s losing touch
got me this feeling,
and it’s freaking me out
there’s a stranger that’s growing
less strange every time i go out

got you a headful of rotten dreams
standing on the shoulders
of some broken scene
so you’d rather seize delusion
than hold me tight
but you ain’t holding nothing
that you’re chasing all through the night

ain’t ya tired of all the voices
roaring in your head
the hard line you’re painting,
shouldn’t you shake it,
before you turn up dead?
ain’t ya lagging from all that dragging
of a life you’ve made in song
there’s one line waiting,
shouldn’t ya take it,
before you find i’m gone

twentyseven

I want to be fearing something
I want to be steering something
I want to be hearing something
in my car

I want to be losing something
I want to be confusing something
I want to be using something
in my heart

but I just waint until the van
pulls up to take me away
to that toilet bowl of sin

I’m turning twenty-seven soon
I never thought I’d still be
shooting for the man on the moon
my eyes will never look so blue
without you, I’d be through

I could always ruin somethingthing
if you’d ever give my phone a ring
at least I still think I can sing
alright

so obsessed with what I seek
that you’re losing out on the weeks
guess I’m still figuring out
who I like

I’ve been losing a friend a week
trying to make a martyr out of me

For You

Can you do me just one?
pour some oil into
the sockets of my jawbone
cause I’ve got creaky boards for bones
and they’ve been drying out so long
pretty soon they’ll turn to dust and be gone

but I’ll never be in your plans it seems
I’ll never be the man
walking around in your dreams
and I never did understand anything
but honey

I’ll fall down for you
I’ll fall down for your
I’ll walk out that door for you, honey
I’ll set you free
be happy, for me

I know the company I keep
they don’t talk much and they can’t sleep
but honey we all got some basic needs
just a way to pull the screen
just a way to pull the strings
just some silence in the scene

Xmas Drags

with a mind all twisted up
and an appearance mostly undone
i drove out to your party
with those Christmas Drags full on
maybe i’ll get to explain again
a life they just won’t ever get
and they can float their quiet judgements
on those thin smiles of regret

nodding into my drink in a slowly numbing hand
my thoughts are far, they’re in some shiddy bar,
i see a stage without a band
that PA hum, it’s a siren song
yea, that feedback is calling up
somebody’s gotta break that stage in two
why shouldn’t it be us?

it just might be we get to live another round
maybe this all ain’t building up
to some hole dug in the ground
maybe a next life they’ll wire me right
and i can keep it on the path
and maybe we’re only living on
in digital photographs

stuffing clothes in my bag
you look good laid across the bed
but you’re talking fancy restaurants
and galvanized 5-year plans
i know you need a TV and a washing machine
but girl you got to realize
your ain’t the only one with dreams

it just might be we get to live another round
maybe this all ain’t building up
to some hole dug in the ground
maybe a next life they’ll wire me right
and i can keep it on the path
and maybe we’re only living on
in digital photographs

we’re only victims of wild desire
in some endless heartattack
and maybe the light we’ve seen as gone,
it just keeps on coming back
but maybe we’re only seeing the spaces
of digital photographs

Hotel Parties

I wound up drinking backstage alone
and wondering why
we booked a show in Toronto
on the 4th of July
In a three day coma from the border flush
they’re trying to make an example out of us

Gotta find a place to unload the last 3 weeks
try to get tired enough for me to go to sleep
hotel parties are exactly what we need
hotel parties always get the best of me

because the company I keep
they all live in my tv
sometimes they lie with me while I sleep
episodes and dreams
without money, love, or reason
my heart’s leaving

Another freezing, 5-hour post-show drive
and cars don’t pass like ships sailing in the night
hotel parties making everything alright
hotel parties always leave me feeling right

they’re having hotel parties even in my dreams
what went to sleep as a whisper just woke up as a scream
I think they’re pumping something poison
through the hotel vents
but I’m not sure just who I’m trying to convince

because the company I keep
they all live in my tv
sometimes they lie with me while I sleep
episodes and dreams
without money, love, or reason
my heart’s leaving

All these different names for the exact same thing
I lost some friends in the van but at least I can sing
just give me some gold that I can turn into silence
while the towns slow-fade into the haze behind us

Rodeo

Baby come on, we’ve been through this before.
Diggin up old bones we run in circles
I’m not ashamed to say, you’ve got me wound up.
Lasso my heart and gimme rope burn.

we’ve turned our love into a rodeo,
but I’ll be damned if I ain’t gonna
grab the bull by the horns.
It may put me in an early grave,
but I would have it no other way.

God damn how I miss my friends,
chasin empty dreams has left me helpless.
Cause no one knows me like you anymore.
It’s long forgot, but there’s a debt I owe.

We’ve turned our love into a rodeo,
but I’ll be damned if I ain’t gonna
grab the bull by the horns.

So lay me down baby to an early grave,
I would have it no other way.
I would have it no other way (x4)

Paper Tongues

drying out, a paper tongue in a cotton mouth
diving way.
shaping words you’d never dream to say
without a breath,
without though, without dread
there are things lying there
camouflaged up in that head
old vines to shred
life long thought dead

creeping toes, massaging on my right brain
now a forest grows
blossoming there in my veins
so before you dress,
trade in this bed for bullshit duress.
you’re going to suffer at
the hands of those who know you best
the ones who love you best
well it won’t be me, i won’t play the disease

Slow Talkerz

sleeping, lurking in your bead and home
the shadow sleepers selling their own skin and bones
“for those that will follow me
you can find anything you need”
when I saw the hearts that the strangers keep
I saw a pale sorta thing
I saw the light sailing out to sea
oh and it’s the downfall of me
oh me, the downfall of me

just a family man
what a communist
such a simple plan
for an easy death
but you’re so scared you’ll be losing sleep
so you wait for the dogs
to call the slow talkers

all along, sit and sing my song
the shadow sleepers breaking in
your head and in your home
light the fire that they won’t deny
they want the light
and the fight
and everything inside
but they say that you want me
you say you want everything
you won’t lie when you follow me
you won’t leave until you fall asleep
you say why,why, why
why, why, why
why, why, why

just a family man
what a communist
such a simple plan
for an easy death
left your easy thrill
for that young mistress
you’d give your own right hand
just to save her death

Deadbeat Hits

the night’s smoking like you’ll never turn in
thus was born another deadbeat boyfriend
living, breathing scum
afloat on insufficient funds

it’s a heavy moon and you’re writing for it
but you ain’t nothing til the sun adores ya
just give the folks what they need
and you can make the checks out to me

between you and me, it just may be
sick company

everybody’s chasing that goose who’s slingin’
those chart-topping golden yolks
a grand buffet of FM waves
and you can stuff yourself until you choke
can’t you hear them coming for you?
those deadbeat hits are gonna floor you

i want to drink from the most epic chorus
wearing suits custom tailored for us
drinking top-shelp for free
throw off those grips of reality

so don’t worry if your moon goes unheard
because you’ll be hangin’ it on every record
how could it wrong?
if the whole world’s singing along?

between you and me, it just may be
sick company

Let It All Loose

On a sidewalk
from a history of fools
I was kindly invited
with nothing to lose

All the money I had
held fast in my pockets
but your gentle hands convinced me
to let it all loose
and I know you…
gave me your time

on a backdrop
of nothing but blue
found myself in a nightmare
unable to move

staring deep in those eyes
saw fear and fear only
right there in my own house
made me feel just like a zombie
tried to filter the light
even after it’d stung me
but I won’t blame the wolf
after all, she way hungry

Hard As You Like

well the line is good and ready
tow as hard as you’d like
because you ain’t holding nothing
that you’re chasing all night
you came in a horror to claim
things that i won’t ever pay

all the verses and doctrines
that you knew you prevail
all gunned down in daylight
in a three-lined e-mail
you put lives in the ground to build your wall
but put a tune in a horn and it will fall

do all the voices get roaring
and snatch up your mind
do you ever get tired
of being alive?
are you ever so wasted
that you fear for your life
are you ever so scatterd,
you feel just like dying
don’t you ever get tired
of being alive
because that line’s good and ready
tow as hard as you like