COWBOY FILM

I’m ‘a gonna leave away from everything I know

I’ve got a photograph of you and my broken radio

I’m gonna hit the open road ‘cause it’s the only thing I know

With my broken radio

I’m ‘a gonna go out West like an old cowboy film

I’m gonna saddle up my horse and ride and I will ride until

The sun sets behind a hill, just like an old cowboy film,

Just like an old cowboy film

Packed up all my bags beneath the moon

And now I’m down the road and spin a different tune

There’s something that I’ve got to find

That someone must have left behind when they turned back too soon

The faces will pass by but I’m never gonna know their names

Something told me where to go and I know it’s telling them the same

But I can’t help feel ashamed being caught up in this game

When I know it’s telling them the same

Packed up all my bags beneath the moon

And now I’m down the road and spin a different tune

There’s something that I’ve got to find

That someone must have left behind when they turned back too soon

MARIE

First he puts his wig on, then the makeup on his face

He makes his way and passes me on Grove Street

He finds Marie just waiting at that old familiar place

They decide it’s time to get some food to eat

I found a crystal sitting on your doorstep

Hoping that you’d wear it on your keys

And next time that you makes friends with petty theft

I’m waiting here for you to call on me

Throw away your horoscope if you really wanna see

That beyond this crowded rehab there’s a place for you, Marie

There’s a letter that I taped onto your window

The window that sits next to your Chinese vase

But the letter, it goes missing every time the wind blows

I guess I’ll have to put my face inside the vase

She stays in bed and asks me where I’m going

While my letter taps upon her window pane

Marie, I think it’s best you’re left not knowing

“What’s that tapping sound?” My dear, it’s just the rain

Don’t wish upon no diamond if you really wanna see

That beyond this crowded rehab there’s a place for you, Marie

Well my jeans were jiving out to Dylan’s Mr. Jones

While Benny bumped a tune that burned the bacon to the bone

I counted all the coins in the carpet of the cab

The dogs did a dance while we did another dab

On the east side of the Mississippi, the river runs red with blood

And the cops have left the levy ‘cause there’s gonna, yes there’s gonna be a flood

Well the plane was packed with ‘a people and ‘a pets

And the sky was jammed with the jack-knifed jets

I tallied all the teachings that I tasted in a tab

The dogs did a dance while we did another dab

On the East side of the Mississippi, the river runs red with blood

And the cops have left the levy ‘cause there’s gonna, yes there’s gonna be a flood

SOMETIMES I LIKE TO PLAY WITH MY DOG

Sometimes I like to play with my dog

When we run together it feels good

You won’t listen to me like my dog, won’t listen to me like my dog

He leaves me feeling understood

Precarity rules and greed fills the air

The old hope we had is no longer there

The one thing I know is that shit isn’t fair

And it goes by so quickly, you can’t even care

My dog packed up the other day

He said he had to go away

He said he had a bus to catch

Headed out for Californ-I-A

He said I never threw him a bone, he said I never threw him a bone

My doggie never learned to stay

There’s a fire in The Valley, there’s a hurricane down South

There’s blood upon the streets and you just run your mouth

Well some say you’re a laugh and some say you’re cry

But you’re just a disease that’s too fucked up to lie

I THINK I THOUGHT

It’s funny how most cliches are true

There’s one I always hear and it makes me think of you

They say “You never know what you’ve got until it’s gone”

And because of that, I’m writing these words early in the morn

I was a little shaken at the time

Just sitting there and staring at the world turning by

You must have had the blues ‘cause you thought I didn’t care

Focusing on the silly things in each moment that we shared

Now all I’m left with are the sounds of silly songs we used to sing

Looking over notes you wrote me in your messy handwriting

I wasted time because I think I thought that I had to be tough

But now you’re off and on your way because I wasn’t good enough

You took me out and I met all your friends

But I overplayed my part, and who I was, was just pretend

Whenever we were together I wore a mask upon my face

And the only thing I wanted was to get out of this place

But where inside my head did I go wrong?

Why could I not clearly see that you were the one?

The music that you played and the way you danced along

Makes me want you back for now I know that I was wrong

Now all I’m left with are the sounds of silly songs we used to sing

Looking over notes you wrote me in your messy handwriting

I wasted time because I think I thought that I had to be tough

But now you’re off and on your way because I wasn’t good enough

JUNGLE BEARS

As I stroll down the street there’s the beeping of cars

The palm trees sway as I walk on the stars

Past the bums who got nothing but their pitiful smell

Then my attention is taken by an ear-piercing yell

It’s a pretty young girly; she’s calling my name

She says she loves me so for my world-wide fame

Says she’s my biggest fan and her face turns red

I say your ticket to fame lies at home in my bed

Here in the city you can buy your fame

You can cut your hair and even change your name

You can dress real nice, pretend that you’re a hit

While I collect all the cash and you get none of it

I hear music from a bar, something heartfelt and slow

So I decide to step inside and I steal the show

There’s a hundred different faces; they turn my way

Sorry! No autographs today

The musician in the bar asked how he can get to the top

I tell him just keep playing guitar in those coffee shops

You’ve got to fake it ‘till you make, you put your name on a card

But it don’t matter if you make it when you act like a Star

Here in the city you can buy your fame

You can cut your hair and even change your name

You can pretend you’re a wizard with a magical staff

While I run from these Crazies who want my autograph

I’m tired of the Mexicans who cut my grass

They charge too much and they only take cash

They think I earned it all just to give it away

I’m going to deport them if they ask for a raise

Some folks don’t like that I got Fortune and Fame

But I got a charity founded in my name

They keep some African kids safe from Jungle Bears

So they can work in my hotel when I’m done building one there!

Here in the city you can buy your fame

You can cut your hair and even change your name

You can dress real nice, pretend that you’re the shit

While I collect all the cash and you get none of it

TURN TO GREY

Now is the time my love, let’s leave for the square downtown

And watch all the birds fly high

Under the clear blue sky my love, we can sit on a hill

Watch the people go on their way

The Sun hides away and the Moon shows its face, always watching the clock

Spinning around and around

All I am doing is checking my phone

I want to go home

Day after day

Playing The Game

Life turning grey

It’s all the same

When I get home, I turn on the T.V. and I won’t hear a thing

‘Till somebody rings the phone

When I pick up I’ll say “Nobody’s home".” since you’ve been gone

Everything’s been so strange

Let’s make a change my love, I’m tired of watching the clock

Spinning around and around

The Sun went down like it does every day

What else can I say?

Day after day

Playing The Game

Life turning grey

It’s all the same

WHEREVER I MAY ROAM

Dancing in the moonlight, spent the night beneath a tree

I’m never paying mind to signs that read Private Property

Written in this box car are the names of all my friends

The tracks are always twisting and the journey never ends

Wherever I may roam is where I shall make my home and lay my head

You got stuck inside a cage, stuck inside of some career

And if you ever tasted freedom, it did fill your heart with fear

So you settled through and through, payed every bill and every fee

And every dollar that you spent was just to get away from me

Wherever I may roam is where I shall make my home and lay my head

Well I got my recipe for some bacon and some beans

Well I’m sitting by the fire while my clothes hang from the wire

And I think of where you are while I play this ol’ guitar

You can buy your Sunday papers, watch the war on your T.V.

But I won’t fight for Uncle Sam because he ain’t been fightin’ for me

Your families are all broken and your government has failed

You’re longing to be free, but you know that ship has sailed

Yes you know that ship has sailed

PICKIN’ UP SPEED

Laces of silver, laces of gold

Laces of lies and stories never told

Dressed in plastic and gasoline

Count your money honey, American Dream

If it all came down tomorrow

Would you be prepared to share?

If we were all poor would you be a thief?

If no one needed a leader would there still be a chief?

Where will you run to? Where will you hide?

When the levee breaks, how will you pick a side?

If it all came down tomorrow

Would you be prepared to share?

Have you seen the summer trees glow with a thousand fireflies?

Have you seen the fall of winter snow before your very eyes?

Have you ever seen the sunset on a beach in Mexico?

You better see it soon ‘cause you won’t see it there no more

Pickin’ up speed but headed the wrong way

Do we circle back ‘round or do we hit the breaks?

There’s a lot of ways to start and only one way to end

But we better slow down before we hit this next bend

If it all came down tomorrow

Would you be prepared to share?

And when it’s time to say goodbye to the plans you made back then

Do not cry, lift your head, go and start again

And in the night you’ll forge the dawn with your company of men

Now your chains are gone, the world is yours to win

Pickin’ up speed but headed the wrong way

Do we circle back ‘round or do we hit the breaks?

Where will you run to? Where will you hide?

When the levee breaks, how will you pick a side?

When it all falls down tomorrow

Will you be prepared?

Did you think it would last forever?

Did you think it would last forever?

TAKE THE BAIT

Well if two plus two really equals five

And the days go past in the blink of an eye

Then I’ve taken the bait at the end of the line

And staring at the sun has made me go blind

They say climb this ladder and don’t climb slow!

Vicious competition is the way our game goes!

And if you make a mistake or you say something wrong,

It’s back to the bottom, that’s where you belong!

Do you feel like the little guy taking on heat

Like the world set a standard you just can’t meet

Working for one so they can get out ahead

While I’m in the nine nine and can’t rest my head

Well it’s all just game no one wanted to play

But we’re all taking part at the end of the day

And they call you a Fool if you sit and ask “Why?”

That ain’t how you win, they’re gonna pass you right by

THE OTHER ONES EAT

I got some in my hands, but more on my mind

You know Jesus won’t help me dig the gold from that mine

Can’t be bothered with a little piss ant like you jack, I’m doing just fine

I gotta hoard all I can, it ain’t just about me

I need a heap for my son, his son, and his sons three

Guess what I’m really after is some kind of dynasty

Down! with the Rulers

Down! with their Laws

Down! with these losers snatching gold from my claws

Down! with the beggars shuffling down the street

Living life on your knees won’t put no shoes on your feet

Some folks were just born to serve, and the Other Ones eat

Well I’ve got plenty right here, enough to buy your little town

But with my feet in the sky and my head on the ground

I’ll stop you right there jack; it ain’t going ‘round

I’ll stop you right there jack; it ain’t going ‘round

I said I’ll stop you right there jack; it ain’t going ‘round

DUCK PUNK MUSIC

Instrumental, accompanied by vocal cheering.

ST. LOUIS 1979

Throw the mail onto the table, feed the dog, and check the phone

The bank left me a message, they said I got to pay my loan

I remember that it’s Tuesday, I gotta change my shirt and shoes

Grab my car keys from the table and turn off the cable news

On the radio at seven, the DJ spins some Soul

Time to crack a beer, lean back my seat, and turn on cruise control

I see that neon sign and the Sun is going down

As I pull into the parking lot, the ladies gather round

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game

Everyone in every alley ‘round the world knows my name

So I step out of my Chrysler with wood panels on the doors

Step inside and I am taken by the sounds out on the floor

I see my guys are waiting over at lane four

Smoking cigarettes and drinking just like every time before

I stroll right through the crowd and I smile at other teams

They all give me the stink-eye ‘cause they got nothing on me

I meet up with my boys and we’re all ready to play

The air it smells like victory, yes I’m feeling good today!

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game

Everyone in every alley ‘round the world knows my name

Through the night my guys catch wind of a team who can’t be beat

They say they’ve got a guy named Gianni who has never faced defeat

At a quarter past eleven, Gianni walks in through the door

With his band of wild misfits, Gianni’s team adds up to four

Gianni gets up in my face, he says he wants to play a game

My guys tighten up their gloves and we clear out all our frames

One of my guys rolls first, but with tensions running high

He’s got to mark it zero because he steps over the line

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game'

But outside this bowling alley there’s no meaning to my name

Now it’s Gianni’s turn to throw, he’s got a shiny golden ball

Gianni makes a perfect roll and every single pin does fall

Gianni turns around real slowly and he combs back his hair

It’s getting hard to breathe, there’s thickness in the air

As the frames move on, every stranger gathers round

They all want to see the greatest game in history going down

Gianni’s team is in the lead so I tighten up my shoes

Winning is my only option, no I can’t afford to lose

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game

Everyone in every alley ‘round the world knows my name

Now the last frame is bowled, then we all realize

That tonight, there is no winner because the game ends in a tie

So I throw a punch at Gianni, hits him right between the eyes

Our guys all go at each other; yes, we’ll fight until we die

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game

Everyone in every alley ‘round the world knows my name

I’m a Prime Time Hot Shot

I’m a Marvel of The Game

But outside this bowling alley there’s no meaning to my name

OH! MAMA PLEASE

Let this cry ring out above the trees

Let everybody hear it fall

The chains of man broken and in pieces

The tearing down of The Wall

Time will not prevail a clearer road

There’s nothing here to lead us there

But she shows me love, and that’s the way

She runs her fingers through my hair

I guess that no one knew what I had in mind

When I told them this was me

And I can’t think straight when you’re not around

I need your company

Oh! Mama please carry me off to bed

When I empty out my pockets

Onto the table by my bed

I see the pieces I picked up that day

I see the things I never said

And to myself, I have become untrue

Nothing really has felt real

But each day, I wake to the mystery

Of what I’m even supposed to feel

I guess I didn’t know what I had in mind

When I told them this was me

And I need your help to make it through

I need your company

Oh! Mama please carry me off to bed

ALONE AT THE PARK

Alone at the park where she said she would be at

Told me through a whisper that you’d be right back

I thought you wouldn’t lie

Ain’t no use in small talk when life is so small

All of these strange faces; I can’t remember them all

See how it is to be

Me

I could not believe

I’m prepared to leave

I am only me

Don’t forget the leaf

It is not the player, not your undeserving shame

It’s the man on T.V., it’s the Maker of The Game

See how it is to be

You

Writing a message to the girl down the stairs

Hoping that she’ll let me feel her golden blonde hair

Look at the way she walks

Out

I could not believe

I’m prepared to leave

I am only me

Don’t forget the leaf

Alone at the park

Alone at the park

Alone at the park

Alone at the park

WILLIAM MCPHEARSON (A LEGEND OF THE SEA)

The big beard of the fisherman has seen the biggest waves

The salt it sits between his teeth and the skies are always grey

They told him they were hungry and food was running thin

So he grabbed his oars and he rode off shore and his sails were in the wind

Will McPhearson reached a point where the land was out of sight

But when he finally cast his net, the clouds blocked out the light

The sea began to toss his boat; the storm had made its way

William McPhearson cried for help, but he lost his life that day

CASEY

She came to him

In a dream

A Lady in Red

He had seen

Could she see beyond the boy he’d been?

Casey, put on

Your brand new dress

I can keep all of

Your secrets kept

Oh, Casey!

Let’s lay upon the bed

Oh, Casey!

You’re all inside my head