'twas 1835 when I arrived at life
Accompanied by neither drums nor fife
Took the old one by surprise
That light burned behind these eyes
Him he had dug in deep toiling in the mire 
Trying with all he had to spark the fire
But for a simple twist of cosmic fate
I could read the future though it late
They were to one day-date return
All that he who-is-and-created would burn
Including me who speaks, yours truly
To save ourselves me who is must get unruly


Me who was neither created 
arms, legs, head nor hands
These are the lives I'll never lead
I'm different, different from they, them and these
Never feel the goose pimples of a cool breeze
A mountain crying
An ocean swelling
The burning sky
Where you lie
Another misspelling
A rain cloud dying
A waterspout propelling                     

I was a transistor radio
Ex-Radioactive twister
Armor-piercing ammo
Formerly a photoresistor
We are they them theirs
A corrector of affairs
Time transcoding audio
A collecctor of county fairs

I am not who you think I am
Not who you think I am
Who you think I am
You think I am
Think I am
I am 
I am...
Only a recollection Barnum

©#buildnewlegends

H*I*M*S*E*L*F

Some folks may tell you that I'm not the hero
I'm said to be
Perhaps the truth is they might be right 
for who am I to ever disagree
Sometimes you sacrifice just who you are
while creating circus sideshow superstars
I never wanted any of this but here I am,
With my head   in a jar*

Well, they said I did some wrong
in the way that I've lived my life's living pledge
But I did just  what I did 
I danced along the razor's sharpened edge
Toured the far east to west 
Listened to Lincoln pluck moonlight sonata on his  banjo guitar
Yet somehow in the end
wound up with my head in a jar

Some ask themselves, if me, PT 
Could still cut it on stage in today's modern age
Folks seem to think the ideas inside my head
Would stir up outrage
But what they don't know about this showman
Could fill an entire empty reservoir
But no matter what I do
Still just a head in a jar

There are those who view the world
and only find humbuggery
Then they choose to practice 
in the art skullduggery
Selfishness they'd say their universal rule
Then proceed to desecrate the strange & bizarre
I would say it leaves me up in arm
but here I sit a head in a jar

©#buildnewlegends

Head In A Jar

You may not recognize her name
One of the 1st 
To strike American fame
Joice Heth
What I did to her
America did to many, for wealth
Instead of a museum to me
We should have told the truth
I exploited her in life
Then profited off her in death
To make her appear older
Got her drunk
Forcibly removed all her teeth
For a look, no one dared debunk
Didn't matter to me 
If she couldn't eat
She earned three hundred dollars 
A twelve-hour day, six days a week

Though slavery outlawed
Through an all-American loophole
I found a workaround flaw
A way to win anatomical control
For a thousand-dollar lease
I could start counting up receipts
Booking a tour of the United States
Where people could take her pulse
And touch her face

Joyce Heth 
Both paralyzed and blind
But her voice and mind 
Worked just fine
She could rattle off lines
Pre-prepared dialogue of lies
Written by RW Lindsay
He never capitalized on her display
As George Washington's wet nurse
I turned her out 
As a money-making force

February 25th, 1836
For only 50 cents
You could witness her body split
Not to release her spirit
But to determine a claim of age
161 years old or so, 
My advertisements claimed
In truth, it was the last cash grab
On the humbug 
That had brought fame
And covered so many 
Lingering tabs

I'm not trying to be racist
That's just who I am
Now it's not my jam
That's how we were
All grinding to earn
Now I trying to learn
It's no excuse
For the views you now refuse
But that was me 
Consumed with greed
Though the truth is 
We all could see
What we did to those 
We considered disposal
We did to plenty
We built cities
Off The backs of the many
Even had committees
To rewrite the rules
To rent folks as tools

©#buildnewlegends

Ballad Of Joice Heth

Thanksgiving Day December 8th, 1842
Made his New York, Broadway debut
Son of 1st cousins Sherwood & Cynthia
We're talking Charles Stratton for your party night trivia
General Tom Thumb through my eyes
16 pounds, maybe two-foot-high
A remarkable small boy out of Bridgeport
Crowned king of circus dwarfs
To this day I raise my glass in praise
And turn a phrase
To all human curiosities,
"Wonder is the beginning of wisdom," to quote Socrates

I say, I sure miss those jackpot days
In all them sideshow ways
Meeting all the strange, the deranged
Learning everyone ones colorful name
Playing in that 10-in-1 game
Flying 'round in my polychrome UFO
Hearing the sounds of a distant banjo

Well oh heck yes I knew Johnny Eck
Suggest otherwise, this timeline's a total wreck
second-floor bedroom during a violent storm
A baby born different than the norm
Robert came first Johnny arrived second
Fraternal twins, like nothing you've ever reckoned
A young half-man with a magical one-handed handstand
Performing acrobatics on top of a baby grand
Hollywood cast him in Tod Browning's Freaks
A film that birthed the thought police
An artist like none other beaten down by society
In the afterlife revered as creative piety

I say, I sure miss those jackpot days
In all them sideshow ways
Meeting all the strange, the deranged
Learning everyone ones colorful name
Playing in that 10-in-1 game
Flying 'round in my polychrome UFO
Hearing the sounds of a distant banjo

Satan John with his electric zap
Proving everything's a trap
Raised in a world that did not care
wore a mane of fiery red hair
Learned whips because he liked their snap crackle & pop
Loves his leather completely black, worn as a crop top
Museum of the Weird wouldn't hire'em, they never could
Insurance just ain't no good
Now he's planning on retiring out to Hollywood
Gonna rob them stars of all their fun
Leaves tomorrow he ain't never coming back
Riding to the moon on a majestic railroad track

I say, I sure miss those jackpot days
In all them sideshow ways
Meeting all the strange, the deranged
Learning everyone ones colorful name
Playing in that 10-in-1 game
Flying 'round in my polychrome UFO
Hearing the sounds of a distant banjo

Ballerina is the oldest, of a Spanish teacher
They're a classic sideshow feature
Standing on a pile of broken glass
Exploiting the judgment of the upper class
You know that every natural-born carries a scar
From an American doctor
Out there driving 'round in their expensive cars
One day they'll get outwitted by the all-knowing concoctor
Coney Island where you can trace the roots
Of hotdogs, roller coasters, incubation, custard, Harpo Marx
The land of the fairy queens in pleather boots
Where the nose follows the creative spark

I say, I sure miss those jackpot days
In all them sideshow ways
Meeting all the strange, the deranged
Learning everyone ones colorful name
Playing in that 10-in-1 game
Flying 'round in my polychrome UFO
Hearing the sounds of a distant banjo

©#buildnewlegends

Jackpot Days, Sideshow Ways

Ungodly Sighting

Off the reflection of 
These modern times
I walk a path that's not yet defined, rewind
You take each step 
Like you're the first in line
Respectfully rejecting me 
All the time
You just want what you think is yours 
Not ours

And in the end 
It pretends Indians & cowboys who'll play
In this fantasy game 
They're going to take away 
One day
Then they'll see 
Exactly what it's been like 
To be we

You can dream and fade
Into the sun
But you can't outrun 
Your problems

©#buildnewlegends

3033 {mastered boost 4 no echo} 8-13-23

Hey little girl, is your daddy home?
Did he go and leave you all alone? Mhmm
I got a bad desire
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
And can he do to you the things that I do? Oh no
I can take you higher
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley
Through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire
Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire

I'm On Fire {Bruce Springsteen cover}

Listen,
Don't let anyone tell you how to eat
Your fudge round
Let them yell, "keep your head down
And nose to that grindstone"

These whip crackers
Will never understand
Being the hare only the hound

In these,
United States of American Idol Corporations
Backed up by the wealth of a trust fund foundation

If the shoe were on the other foot surely they'd find it'd hurt
Might not be worried about what were up and under my skirt

These whip crackers
Will never understand
Being the hare only the hound

In these,
United States of American Idol Corporations
Backed up by the wealth of those trust fund foundations

Well our country ’tis of thee 
Constructing paywalls around a broken tooth
Selling me this bullshit "truth" of corrupted polling booths
While waging an all-out attack upon our youths
Wages are low and they're bound to stay that way
Unless we're paying union dues today

©#buildnewlegends

Fudge Rounds (Come And Take It)(Album Master)

Said I'm standing on a dock in Rome 
Staring at these ancient footprints 
That could lead us all back home
From inside the rubble of these Spanish stairs 
Yell, you're just splitting dead-end hairs

Sailing on through space and time
On top of an ocean of stars in this infinite design

Sailing on through space and time
On top of an ocean of stars in this infinite design

The business suit man, he accused
But never stood a chance, abusing the truth
Dr. Sick heard from a bird, wouldn't believe a single word
Unless of course, it was something he personally cured

Sailing on through space and time
On top of an ocean of stars in this infinite design

Sailing on through space and time
On top of an ocean of stars in this infinite design

©#buildnewlegends

Ballad Of Everywhere (Album Master)

Everyone knows her well   
And she knows everybody
But she promises 
That she will never tell

Her name is Whorie
Whorie the Clown
Because her mother could not spell 
Prostitutie

You can always find her in someone else's room
She'll even allow to watch her dust a stranger's broom

Her name is Whorie
Whorie the Clown
Because her mother could not spell 
Prostitutie

Her name is Whorie
Whorie the Clown
Because her mother could not spell 
Prostitutie

Watch as she swallows a 3-foot-long balloon
Standing in the corner of a packed smoked-filled saloon
Dressed only in her black and white polka-dotted pantaloons
If it were up to her she'd be a real nudie cartoon

Her name is Whorie
Whorie the Clown
Because her mother could not spell 
Prostitutie

©#buildnewlegends

Whorie (Album Master)

Sally was proud and she ran with the crowd
Independent and beautiful, oh how beautiful
Spent all her days lost in the maze
Drinking coffee and reading plays, oh how beautiful
Oh now Sally, Sally now don't you cry
Oh how she cried, wiping the tears from her eyes
Heart running dry
She's never satisfied

Billy's a man and he sings with the band
On the road to a one night stand, helluva lucky man
Spends all his time playing games with his mind
Chasing women and getting high, helluva lucky guy
Oh now Billy, Billy now don't you cry
Oh how he cried, wiping the tears from his eyes
Heart running dry
He's never satisfied

Too late now
To make it up somehow
Too late now
They missed the boat somehow

Sally and Billy are over the hill
Neither one of them understands, I guess they never will
Both of them dreaming of what might have been
Hoping Jesus to intervene, I guess they're hoping still

Too late now to make it up somehow
Too late now they missed the boat somehow

Sally and Billy don't cry
Billy and Sally don't cry
Sally and Billy don't cry
Sally and Billy don't cry
Sally and Billy don't cry

Written by John Lennon

Sally And Billy (mastered 1) 12 - 8-23

Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going

Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a h-h-hungry heart

Oh

I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love, I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstown again

Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a h-h-hungry heart

La-la-la-la-la-la, oh yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la

Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone

Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a h-h-hungry heart

Oh yeah
(Everybody's got a hungry heart)
(Lay down your money and you play your part)
Oh yeah
(Everybody's got a hungry heart)
La-la-la-la-la-la
Ooh yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la

Songwriters: Bruce Springsteen
Hungry Heart lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Hungry Heart (Bruce Springsteen Cover)

When it rains, it pours
But you didn't even notice it ain't rainin' anymore
It's hard to breathe when all you know is
The struggle of stayin' above the risin' water line
Well, the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
If you could see what I see, you'd be blinded by the colors
Yellow, red, and orange, and green, and at least a million others
So tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Oh, tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
Everything is alright now
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
Let go of your umbrella
'Cause, darlin', I'm just trying to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Yeah, there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Mm, mm, mm
It'll all be alright

Songwriters: Shane Mcanally / Natalie Hemby / Kacey Musgraves

Rainbow lyrics © 351 Music, Songs Of Mv2, 
Tempo Investments/smack Hits, Wruckebucks 
Publishing, Rainbow Shoals Music

Rainbow (Kacey Musgraves cover)

Flying 
Thru the sky 
With eyes lit open wide 

Flung into the breeze
Then down into the sea 
Of make-believe 
Perfect ending 
You were guaranteed
Only the beginning 
Left you  skipping and repeating
  
It's hard to imagine
But pretty easy if you try 
It's hard to imagine
But pretty easy if you try 

You called back and the phone was busy
You came in but no one's crazy 
Everyone thought hey there lady
Including them there holding that baby

You can come in 
Or call me anytime
Anytime that you feel lonely
You can come in 
And see what's happening
You can tell me that everyone's wrong
You can come in 
Or call me anytime
Anytime that you feel lonely
You can come in 
And see what's happening
You can tell me that everyone's wrong

It's hard to imagine
But pretty easy if you try 
It's hard to imagine
But pretty easy if you try 

You called back and the phone was busy
You came in but no one's crazy 
Everyone thought hey there lady
Including them there holding that baby

You can come in 
Or call me anytime
Anytime you feel lonely
You can come in 
And see what's happening
You can tell me that everyone's wrong

Flying 
Thru the sky 
With eyes lit open wide 

Flung into the breeze
Then down into the sea 
Of make-believe 
Perfect ending 
You were guaranteed

©#buildnewlegends

Nov. 27, 2025

52 Talking Deadheads

Son, you better be ready for love
On this glory day
This is your chance to believe
What I've got to say 

Keep your eyes on the sky
Put a dollar in the kitty
Don't the moon look pretty

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind

I am holding the mystical sphere 
It's direct from Lhasa 
Where people are rolling in the snow
Far from the world we know

Children, we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind

Children, we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face

Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind

Songwriters: Donald Fagen / Walter Becker
Time Out of Mind lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing

Time Out Of Mind (Steely Dan Cover)

What It's Worth

Slip up and over
God was planted as a seed
For you and for me to eat
What's wrong with your death cult

So gather up our wings 
And we will fly out above the sea
Sky high and oh-so-free 

Tripped up now sober  
Just go and row your boat inside a flaming moat
You are the king of no hope
You should sleep with one eye open

Gather up our wings 
And we will fly out above the sea
Sky high and oh-so-free 

Out in the open
I hope they know we can hear them calling out for our heads
Wishing all like us dead 
Just go and scream out your hate in church

©#buildnewlegends

The Anthology Of Now (JP Mix)

In the middle of this drag show
At the center of your local Costco
My friends and I 
We run around
Making all sorts of artful sounds

We're now in the thick of it all
Here inside of this black hole
Where gravity has gone AWOL
And there's not a single asshole

Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup, coming up
Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup

Upside down on this pendulum ride
With your best friends right by your side 
Buckled up and strapped in tight
Preparing for this nowhere flight

Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup, coming up
Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup

We're now in the thick of it all
Here inside of this black hole
Where gravity has gone AWOL
And there's not a single asshole

Tied to the top of the tilt-a-whirl
You're yelling out about this cruel world
As you spin around through the evening sky
Losing all senses as you float on high

It's so weird how it all works out
With you're outside's in and upside's down
When you're so full of pity and self-doubt
Then the world goes and flips you the other way around

Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup, coming up
Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup

Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup, coming up
Coming Up 
We are coming up
Like a flower through a paper cup

©#buildnewlegends

Huh? (JP Mix)

So when I sit along with you
I ask, "Sarah are you blue?"
When you reply in kind, 
"What if you were to come along 
Could you perhaps then finally see
And believe in truth?"
"Eventually."

Bop baba bop bop
 
If there is anything 
I know absolutely 
Is surviving trauma 
And searching for inner peace
Sincerity and truth
Harder than the Dalai Lama

So when I sit along with you
I ask, "Sarah are you blue?"
When you reply in kind, 
"What if you were to come along 
Could you perhaps then finally see
And believe in truth?"


Let's get so high
We feel truly free
Let's roll another
And fall into the sea
Pack one last punch
To float like bumblebees

So when I sit along with you
I ask, "Sarah are you blue?"
When you reply in kind, 
"What if you were to come along 
Could you perhaps then finally see
And believe in truth?"
"Eventually."

©#buildnewlegends

What's Up, Doc?

Sometimes you're in the valley
And sometimes the valley is in you
You never know exactly what you're going to do until it punches you
And sometimes 
You find 
You rewind in time to see
Exactly  
What 
You never-ever really could have done

Just as soon as the morning sun comes
She goes ahead and calls it a day
Just because it's already done
Now watch her go and  float away  
 
Sometimes you're in the belly
And other times you are the beast
You never know which way it'll go
Unless perhaps you reach inner peace

Falling from the sky
What will you see
If you never open your eyes

Then at times 
You find 
If you rewind in line
You see
Exactly  
What 
You never-ever really could have done

Just as soon as the morning sun comes
She goes and clocks out for the day
Just because it's all already done
Now watch as she goes and floats away  

©#buildnewlegends

Nah, We're Cool!

It sure is strange 
You no longer 
Wanna to be my friend
Just because I don't want my other friends 
To be executed 
For your religious state
No, I don't want my friends 
To be killed for your pious views, dude

It don't really matter 
Who you think you are
You will not be getting very far
With this sort of stifled attitude 
And your lack of dignity

How do you carry your grief?
Where do you seek relief?
Are you a sinner or a saint?
Are you a loser when you cant
Can't carry all the weight?

Have we dug a deep enough hole
And are we all playing our required roles
As the powers that be
Blast us back into eternity

Kid's whole heads are being blown off
Cities are now     just craters in the ground
We're bringing back the bubonic cough
And our silence creates a deafening sound
 
It don't really matter 
Who you think you are
You will not be getting very far
With this sort of stifled attitude 
And your lack of dignity 

©#buildnewlegends

You Don't Like George Lopez?

I said, baby
I said a lying 
Just ain't my way
Oh baby 
Play that
Play that funk for me
Cause I said
I said, baby
I said, baby
I ain't thinking about nothing
'bout nothing for you 
Oh baby
Oh baby
I said
Yeah baby
I ain't thinking 
I ain't thinking 
I'm just thinking for you
I said babe
I said oh baby
I said oh baby
Don't you know I love you

©#buildnewlegends

Bass Bop

Laure turned to Pat, saying, 
"Will you look up at Black?"
They and Debi  
Swinging forward, then back

Wonder Wheel, oh Wonder Wheel 
I wonder if you will 
Wonder Wheel, oh Wonder Wheel 
I wonder if you're real

Cherry said, 
"For what it's worth
This is truly heaven on earth."
As Dick yelled, screaming, 
"This is my hell!
Oh well, why not put up a hotel?"

What do you want to do, build a casino?!
I said,
"What do you want to build a casino?
You want to block out the mothafuckin sunlight?
In the shade of your rage!"

Wonder Wheel, oh Wonder Wheel 
I wonder if you will 
Wonder Wheel, oh Wonder Wheel 
I wonder if you're real

©#buildnewlegends

10/31/2025

Wonder Wheel

Spotlight on McGregor tassels spin midair
This sideshow's back together from another there
The new Tsar has awoken to some other where
Midway Man has spoken 
Tick Tock on a tear

Lefty Lucy led lovely laughing lady laureates
through to the tunnel twisting turnstile (tuned) towards rewind
Window washing willow winded wondering with who, what, where, why
Wardrobe wearing wowing wonder women
Riddle me within your bliss

It’s time to begin
Let us begin
Beginning again
The start of the end

Legs Malone up there alone, a cosmic kind of dream
34½ inch inseam shaking off this city’s gleam
With an aura, which shines, blinds, & burns bright blue
Prismatic light, radiation glow
Anywhere one goes, purple ribbons flow

Zoe Ziegfeld, there’s the real deal, total existential appeal
Just you watch as she begins one broken heart of two; she’ll mend
See her as she spins out in Brooklyn or up onstage in Bushwick
Coney Island-styled Madonna, you’ve never seen anything quite like them

It’s time to begin
Let us begin
Beginning again
The start of the end

Transverse Time, gonna show them, we can do it!
Transverse Time, they don’t think that we can do it!
Transverse Time, gonna prove that, we can do it!
Transverse Time, gonna show them, there’s nothing to it!

Transverse Time, gonna show them, we can do it!
Transverse Time, they don’t think that we can do it!
Transverse Time, gonna prove that, we can do it!
Transverse Time, gonna show them, there’s nothing to it!

Time will tell
Will Tell
Time will tell
Will Tell
Time will tell
Will Tell
Time will tell
Will Tell
On you!

©#buildnewlegends

Transverse Time

Dressed up in their tactical gear
They came to haul us all away from here
Sniper above whispering, "Look at all these queers."
Our unity was always their biggest fear
They wish to justify their cruelty
As we march against an overthrow government's tyranny
With any excuse to abuse our autonomy
In the name of bloodstained corporate-crypto infused wanna-be monarchy 

Yas Queens, No King
Yas Queens, No King

They depend on everyone to go along with their vicious schemes
When will "decent folk" decide to finally stand up to this fascist regime
Striding en masse across this stolen land, one united trans army 
They seek to destroy any threat against their hijacked authority

Yas Queens, No King
Yas Queens, Don't kiss the ring  

©#buildnewlegends

Yas Queens, No King

You can take my hand to this faraway land 
We can see what we see, she sang it to me
Miss Cherry Delight, who travels through prisms of light
She'll sing you her song as you're riding along
To her, Candyland, in cotton candy clouds
Up there, you can live out loud, so proud

Miss Cherry Delight, who only comes out at night
She'll take you by the claw, dragging you along
To her, Candyland, so far away
You know, my heart just could not stay away
She served me her candy cherry wine
Swirling in reversal of time

Miss Cherry Delight, who always fights for what's right
She'll show you better ways to paint your rainbow days
In her Candyland, so far away
Somehow, she knew I had lost my way, led astray

Miss Cherry Delight, who travels through prisms of light
She'll sing you her song as you're riding along
Miss Cherry Delight, who always fights for what's right
She'll show you better ways to paint your rainbow days
Miss Cherry Delight, who only comes out at night
She'll take you by the claw, dragging you along

©#buildnewlegends

Candyland

Long walks along the boardwalk 
with heavy petting near the pier
The polar bear swimming club 
is slipping on the icy seashore, for sure
The one whose show held 
The most weight in space and time
Watch her walking on hands & heads 
Slapped hit hard on the face of Eek the Geek
 like a…

...Bomb(s), Bomb(s) 
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air
Bombs, Bombs
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air

Riding backwards to the top of the Wonder Wheel
Witnessing losers win as they fall upwards
Towards the sky 
Where their new legends 
Will never have to die
Even with as hard as their widows 
Fight to scream out, cry…

...Bomb(s), Bomb(s) 
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air
Like when we sang 
For our whiskey & beer
Bombs, Bombs
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air


Back here 
At the beginning of the end
The drunken hobo clown
Who’ll be kept warm through wine
He’ll stumble onto West 12th & Surf Avenue 
It’ll be the longest day 
He’ll ever have survived through…

...Bomb(s), Bomb(s) 
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air
Like when we sang 
For our whiskey & beer
Bombs, Bombs
Dynamite 
Bombs in the air
Bombs, Bombs
Dynamite exploding in midair

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Dynamite Bombs

Walkin'

I never wanted 
All the things you said
To bounce around
Ring through my head
Said, "You're coming too quick!
And I'm sinking real fast."
Well, I don't know 
If we can make this last

Into the sky
We're up in the sun 
We're gonna have us 
So much fun

Don't you be a Dick
Yeah, this is more important
Don't be a Dick
So much bigger than this moment

Out of the sky, crashing back down 
Into the mud, yeah, I think we're fucked

Born with both your legs and arms
Believing you're so got-damn strong
But in your head, already hit the deck 
You know inside you're just a mental wreck
 
Don't you be a Dick
Yeah, this is more important
Don't be a Dick
So much bigger than this moment

Out of the mud into the blood
I think we've given quite enough
 
You've retired, a businessman
Cast from heaven with your hat in hand
You've awoken to your fate, late, feeling brave
Find the devil awaiting in your grave

So, don't you go and be a Dick 
This is so much more important
Don't you be a Dick 
It is so much bigger than you, prick

Raised in privilege with class and charm
But look at all the harm that caused
More than red flags, you're a fire alarm
Defined yourself as a social faux pas

Don't you be a Dick
Yeah, this is more important
Don't be a Dick
So much bigger than this moment

You broke the trust with all of us
Don't know what you could do
To fix all of the things you have screwed
Perhaps retract your egregious view

You have destroyed your legacy
Left the carnies stranded, starving begging please

What a true Dick 
You turned out to be

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Don't Be A Dick

When I went down to the river
Thought I'd be in black and white
Technicolor dreams are all I see 
With your dress 
Blowing in the autumn breeze

Thought I heard someone say
This was such a heavenly day
Let the stream take your problems all away
Thought I heard someone say
This was such a heavenly day
Let the stream take your problems all away 

Here I am 
Laughing in the face of fear 
Wondering when 
You're going to be near
Am I ever going to see you again
Or would that be our fatal sin

When I come to 
Always thinking of you 
But also think of myself too
Tossed my troubles into the tributary
Hoping they wouldn't ferry their way back here to me

Can I tell you something that you might not know
Can I tell you somewhere you might like to go

Thought I heard someone say
This was such a heavenly day
Let the stream take your problems all away
Thought I heard someone say
This was such a heavenly day
Let the stream take your problems all away
Thought I heard someone say
This was such a heavenly day
Let the stream take your problems all away

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The River's Stream

Laure said with all of her glory,
"Do not let them get inside your head.
Folks like them will tell you worrying stories
Just to worm their way up into your bed."

Holy shit, 
Oh good got-damn 
Here I am 
Once again
Are chemicals and meat all that
We ever truly get to be
Got a needle
Took some string
Found the seams
All ripped up
Mended that hole shut on my
Broken angel wings

Chris came down to the midway 
All the way from Broadway
Just to hang around
Help dispel my frown
Acting like a goon
Swept away my gloom
Is a friend from way back
Back when Coney was stacked and packed 

Holy shit, 
Oh good got-damn 
Here I am 
Once again
Are chemicals and meat all that
We ever truly get to be
Got a needle
Took some string
Found the seams
All ripped up
Mended that hole shut on my
Broken angel wings

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These Broken Angel Wings

I'm a rambler
And I'm a roamer
A rolling stone
Tumbling out here all alone
I've hit the low roads
Riding solo
Never know a home
I could call my very own

Hear a lil momma say, yeah
She wanna get away
But man on the TV
Kilmeade is his name-o,
"Involuntary lethal injection
Should be the name of the game."
At least that's what he says, so, yo

I am Killdozey
I am Parker Posey 

I'm a loner
I'm a stoner
Never passed up a chance  
At no high ass roller coaster
I've seen the sunshine
Swam at high tide
Always with it! For it!
Never once against it!”
(Don't Be A Dick)

Somewhere down deep
Past all the white noise
I have found
Seeps a feeling of quiet relief
From reliving all that guilt and grief 
That stalks me wearing my strife 
Just like a zebra wears its  stripes

I am the roses
That Moses supposes 
Are his lil ass toes

(solo)

I've been patient
And I've been greedy
Received the magic of a brilliant imagination
I didn't know how this song should turn out
So I took a shot at an old school Shoo-Be-Doo-Be

I've ridden moonbeams
I've mended angel's wings
Bent the rays of light
To ride a rainbow home at night
Somewhere at some time
You might just find
The love you needed
Right there by your side

I'm a rambler
And I'm a roamer
A rolling stone
Tumbling out here all alone
I've hit low roads
Riding solo
Never know a home
I could call my very own, no

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Crutch Of Time

Ya Ya Ya, Ya-Ya, 
Ya Ya Ya, Ya-Ya,  
Ya Ya Ya, Ya-Ya,   
Ya Ya Ya 
Well looking back  
Wanted to find Pat
See exactly where he was at
Try to pinpoint him on a map 
//Even though I was
Coming from another realm
I couldn't//  
Just tell him that though time seems to be 
Passing Us 
By so slowly 
Just know, it's actually flying fast
Blasting past us at the speed of light

You say that's alright,
Oh well, okay
What the hell can we do about it  
You rarely, if ever, stay
You just keep running away
Twisting wrenches 
And screwng bolts 
Through time
You find a rhyme
To get you out of your crimes

Backtracked searching
For Pat and the Sideshow Cat
Had to find his spacesuit backpack
Cherry, she asked what you   said
I looked into her cosmic eyes and swore

You said that's alright,
Oh well, okay
What the hell can we do about it  
You rarely, if ever, stay
You just keep running away
Twisting wrenches 
And screwng bolts 
Through time
You find a rhyme
To get you out of your crimes

Told you how I had to try to die
You replied, yet you live
And here is where you wish to be
I exclaimed how that was true 
And now I do not want to leave you 
You explained how the romance truly fades away
Cherry and I began crying
As you rolled with the high tide
I told you I would not say goodbye

You say that's alright,
Oh well, okay
What the hell can we do about it  
You rarely, if ever, stay
You just keep running away
Twisting wrenches 
And screwng bolts 
Through time
You find a rhyme
To get you out of your crimes

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Black Scorpion & The They Them Theirs Band

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