When I’m walking to the bar, down the strip, or to my car,
I’m bingeing really hard, don’t phase me.
My Visions looking dim, grab my glasses and some gin,
Don’t remember where I’ve been, Black list me.
Always speaking dumb, though I have a master lung,
And I party like a bum, liquids always on my tongue,
Tossing microwaves for fun, fighting gingers on the run,
Wetting beds I gotta run, but I’ve had a lot of fun.

Liquid Lady,
Liquid Lady, you drive me fucking crazy
Liquid Lady, you make me think I’m Patrick Swayze

The next night the same thing, the definition of crazy 
Some say insanity, as I plead it’s only me 
A demon driven by the need
My liquid lady telling me 
forever you, my drain will be

Liquid Lady

Hum Bum

They’re creeping in the dark,
Like an alleyway tiger shark,
Running off with shopping carts, 

Come on trash man,
What is your master plan?

You never gave a fucking damn,
Now you’re living off the can
Glass and plastic, is your jam
Dirty diapers are your spam

Walking by you is a scam
While you’re screaming help me man
Holding out a dirty hand

So noooo, no, I can’t help you,
because I can’t even, help myself. 

The smell of piss has started spreading
This aromas getting heavy,
Passing out in newspaper bedding
Can you spare some change.

Day or Night, we’re never right
Fresh garbage, every bums delight
The God of Trash, is who we praise tonight
Hey bro can you bum a light

So noooo, no, I can’t help you,
because I can’t even, help myself.

Arcata Bums

The Intermission

All the people, playing the cards right
All the people, playing them wrong
Now whats the difference

Black Johnson