Langston Hughes Blues

don't know how much time there is left for me
what do i get when you won't come
and i don't got nothing to do

tell me the truth now
come on

can't you see i got you on my mind
got you on my mind

and in the time that there is today
you could cold call me on the phone 
know that i would be okay

i'll just dream now
here i go

can't you see i got you on my mind
got you on my mind

i can feel the electricity signs comin on
she's movin in a wave like electricity herself
i can feel the electricity signs comin on
she's movin in a wave like electricity herself

don't know how much time there is left for me
what do i get when you won't come
and i don't got nothing to do

tell me the truth now
come on

can't you see i got you on my mind
got you on my mind

Got You On My Mind

I was gonna keep a hold of her
Folded up her post card and threw it away
changed my mind, picked it up, 
put it in a drawer for another day
any other day
any other day
 
Haven't been home in long long time
to say I love love love you
seem to me to be on the outs
Looking up for the truth
Looking up for the truth
What's the use in looking up?
What's the use in looking up?
 
Seen the scene on a mountain range
Been to the beach I'm counting my change
bedsides making me seasick
Bicker and flicker an ash from a cigarette
pick her up on her front stoop
find she's done waiting for you
Coming, going by and by
Coming, going by and by
 
throw my worries in a garbage truck
stuck in a rut's anoher way of saying I'm messed up
It's a haul to say the least
moving from week to week
moving from week to week
 
Haven't been home in long long time
to say I love love love you
seem to me to be on the outs
Looking up for the truth
Looking up for the truth
What's the use in looking up?
What's the use in looking up?

Its A Haul To Say The Least2 (wip)

Telemarketer Blues

Welcome to the madhouse
Don't walk the lawn
Take your shoes off at the door
Don't stay to long
Head to the floor
Everybody quiet
I think I hear him coming

Barvo Barvo Barvo
I'll give you my word (work)
Barvo Barvo Barvo 
Gimme a dessert
Put it on my plate
Put it on my plate
Put it on my plate

Yo soy bueno (I'm good)
Mey bothe chunga (I'm very good)
Do your own calsa calso (do your own worship)
Yo soy bueno
Mey bothe chunga
Do your own calsa calso

I ate a fruity fruit vegetable
It was pretty groovy great
Peeled myself a seedless greeny grape
Ripped off the stem 
Put it on my plate
Put it on my plate
Put it on my plate

Spittin like a motu kothu (fat donkey) pissin in a dishpan 
Rip snortin, cupboard walking
Pill smashing, hell of a ham
Always been a filthy little beast
Always been a filthy little beast

Yo soy bueno
Mey bothe chunga
Do your own calsa calso
Yo soy bueno
Mey bothe chunga
Do your own calsa calso 

Barvo Barvo Barvo

I know a girl a boy calls Paul
Gypsy green
On and off the wall
Works her work
What's it worth?
Works her worth
Then she's gone
 
I know a girl a boy calls Paul
For what reason?
He wants another bug with him to crawl
 
In Lillydale they found the one
Said he was a child of the earth
And a woman in the sun
Said he was a child of the earth
Always a woman in the son
 
I know a girl a boy calls Paul
I know a girl a boy calls Paul

I Know A Girl A Boy Calls Paul

Wake up in the morning
Have a look inside the mirror
See yourself alright
but you're not really here
Take a look around you
And all the things u got
Why you try so hard to be something that you're not

i see through you
I see through you
i see through and i see me


got my vector vision eyes
you'll become your own disguise
Be what it is
one that knows you
holds you true
And makes you feel alright
Be the one
That understands you
keeps you up at night
Be the one that knows you, holds you true

Vector Vision Eyes

no one knows why it's been said
people from Arkansas
like squirrel not squid

where going when you wanna be rockin'?
dock my docket
call me Saturday 
i'm gettin' to Little Rock on a rocket

i'm sitting on a porch laughing might doze off
i'm sitting on a porch laughing might doze off

It's a long weekend 
find a way to sail off 

Far from the bricker-day, bricker-man weekday
fish in the middle of the ocean
Whole thing, Sting rays
lazy gay days be an old thing

everywhere you look it's the same old thing
new getting old and
old becoming a brand new thing

I'm in with the new thing man
Even in the desert sand
Desserted man on a man-made weekend
bricker-day, bricker-man had a weak day

Bricker Day Bricker Man

hit the beehive running with a high five
run for cover don't bother me
formalities is a waste of your time
wasting time out of mind
I can't talk free

hide in a broom closet
invite your closest friends
in the end though
find yourself sittin all alone
thinking who's that no
thinking who's that no

who's that knocking at my door?
who's that knocking at my door?

magpie magpie what'd you got to tell?
I fell through purgatory felt like hell
magpie magpie what'd you got to tell?
I fell through purgatory felt like hell

all gone down the rabbit hole
swimming with ideas
sounded grounded at first 
punch drunk all the time
stay around, say you'll be around

pick up on lonely days
where you going in your smoky haze?

she said "i'm going to top, top of the hill 
and find myself a stream
i'm gonna lay beside it, find a dream
listen to the wind/water

and if a leaf lands on my head dead
is it worse the wear?

I'll crush it in my hand
and send it off with dirt
it'll land where it began and grow again  
it'll land where it began and grow again  
it'll land where it began and grow again"

Magpie Picnic

praying on a cross
laying on a table
thinkin gonna find me a label?

sit down next to me 
you bound to get bored 
born on monday night i missed the lord 

tear drop turned to tidal wave
my faith trample on the pavement
keep on saying 
tomorrow 
gonna soon make sense
won't know what to do with it

here's another wasted day
i'm x'n up the wall

When I hear my voice call
In my head before i talk
wonder if i'm real or not at all

here's another wasted day
i'm x'n up the wall

don't got time to think your thinking
always in your head
don't you know you fly so high
Why you think you're sinking
Come on back to the ground

re-adjust the past
many times you want
it wont last

come back free
missing link inside a memory
keep on saying
tomorrow 
gonna soon make sense
won't know what to do with it

here's another wasted day
i'm x'n up the wall

When I hear my voice call
In my head before i talk
wonder if i'm real or not at all

here's another wasted day
i'm x'n up the wall

Wasted Day (X'n Up the Wall)

i'm okay
got to get up 
find a way out
stop moving
towards the light
find out what you say, you right
i'm standing tall 
i ain't rollin over
wonder who i be tomorrow 
i'm no one
so what it don't matter
I'm okay 
got to get up
find a way out 
i'm okay with it
heard a voice
getting louder
its a void 
it's empty chatter
so what it don't matter
make it your own
wheres the end of day, it washed away
on a shore
where's a lending hand when you're astray
got so low
it's a leash 
on your brain
so what, it don't matter
on a beach 
we're all sandy grain
so what it don't matter
i'm no one
so what it don't matter
i'm okay with it 

I'm No One

don't ask me how do you do
how do you do is up to you
up yours and up mine too
blathering gets attention
gonna be a becoming of you
gonna be a becoming of you
out of you, it's out of view
temporary... temporary wednesday
ticking on the tock
like a rooster's cockadoodle call
last call to say

how do you do?
how do you do?
how do you do is up to you
up yours and up mine too
danced for rain, pray your heart grew
cackle at breakfast
have a jog
trim the belly fat, alarm the doc
tip toe towards the light on a sunday walk
bounce in a rubber ball factory
olfactory on overtime
funky old news costs a funky old dime
pay metered dime thief trying to fit in
pay metered dime thief trying to fit in
pay metered dime thief trying to fit in
studied real hard
studied real hard til he got soft 
went to college for it
went to college for it
went to college for it
never paid for a overdue curfew

saying, how do you do?
how do you do is up to you
up yours and up mine too
isn't it amazing when people don't 
say nothing at all
wish i had the gall to say shut the fuck up
wish i had the gall to say shut the fuck up
shut the door on my nubby stubbed thumb
I can't think a thought i haven't thought of
set myself to it
i'd rather just get through it
i'd rather just get through it
just me and you
just me and you
don't ask me how do you do
don't ask me how do you do

Temporary Wednesday (w/ Adrian Chandler) - Voodoo Remix

Sometimes it's so hard to wake up


Find the whole day gone
Is it love that says be strong?
Paint me a picture what you saw


crooked heart to show me
Find everyone gone
crooked heart to stow me away

went to work it didn't suit me

put on a suit it could't hold me
tried to hold her she flew out the window
fine good morning hello


mocking bird laughing gone flyin free
front of my face is far as i can see
rest and drift
yellow cab now borrow me a lift
take me down

whistled for a ride in the rain it haunts me
all i want is grass and leave
running barefoot thru the concrete city
wind couldn't bristle her hair so fair to me
balance on the curbside 
don't fall and get dirty

crooked heart to show me
Find everyone is gone
crooked heart to stow me away


Crooked Heart To Stow Me Away

Very Very Vera (w/ Adrian Chandler)

Waiting around for the postman to come
He's not bringing me no presents now

I want you to notice but you don't care
I want you to care but you don't like me
Nobody gave me a birthday party
I want you to care but you don't like me

I just want to open a box
I just want to open a box
I'll just curl up with my dog

I want you to notice but you don't care
I want you to care but you don't like me
Nobody gave me a birthday party

Nobody Gave Me a Birthday Party (w/ Ringo)

I'm gonna miss you I'm so so shocked
I'm gonna miss your rolling rock
I'm gonna Miss you a Mrs for your pa
I'm gonna miss your point and say "ha"

I'm gonna miss your rolling rock
I'm gonna miss you I'm so shocked
I'm gonna Miss you a Mrs for your pa
I'm gonna miss your point and say "ha"

I'm gonna miss you I'm so so shocked
I'm gonna miss your rolling rock
I'm gonna Miss you a Mrs for your pa
I'm gonna miss your point and say "ha"

I'm Gonna Miss Your Rolling Rock

walk through dusty beams
and make them move
spread out
take off in a plume
staring back at myself through a looking glass view
thinking he's out of tune

should i have a tea?
could it help me sleep?
would you say if pressured my love's a sea?
would you say i'm strong enough
strong enough to stand up to a breeze?

do you see i'm lost can you carry me?
through sand storms and hurricanes
through tantrums and grinning waves

flash mood monsoons
penny arcade food
candlelight typhoon
i think i've been played the fool

i can't swim but i'll float away
finally got a motion 
but i save it for another day
now i'll drift and turn
drift and turn like a floating reed

floating reed on a dank stank river
haven't been home to thank you for dinner
hole in the rowboat shrank and got bigger
i think i'm eating shrimp
calling it liver


Floating Reed

The Truth Behind Desmond & Molly Jones (Beatles' Obla Di Obla Da Uncovered)

I used to think that you and me could make it
In a photograph everything is perfect 

then the camera shit on you
 
No, I never wanna be naked
Said that you love and adore him 
What did I say that you hate me
Words I said that i wasted...  on you...
 
it's on you
 
put me on the curbside waiting on the garbage
lost noise sound in the drainage
not the hurting kind, caused the damage

it's on you

I used to think before I said a thing
Gave you my heart and you strained it... 
 
Out 
 
No, I never wanna be naked
Said that you love and adore him 
What did I say that you hate me
Words I said that i wasted...  on you...
 
be it 
then
 
be it
there
 
be it
i'm sick 
 
i'm on the fine

I'm On The Fine

Cleaned up the glass
walked the city
all the cars
moving fast
still feeling shitty

went to a bar
got blitzed too far
faked a smile
flirted, i fell 
from the stool
fuck it all to hell 

in a few 
the endless loop
i feel like a fool

things i wanna do and say
too late the night 
the morning without the day
i should be done for
i should be done for

before the sun
come out then
then there's more
tar and shit 
in my spit
and glass on the floor 

i just wanna shout and scream
and fuck
destroy everything

until its you 
until its me
the sound of the fly
stuck in the screen

the sound of the fly
stuck in the screen

i should be done for

Motu Kothu

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