A Wall of Drugs in front of me
Stings like a Badlands symphony
Play me to sleep tonight if you please

A Wall of Drugs in front of me
Plays like a Badlands symphony
Play me to sleep tonight if you please

Right across the street from the liquor store
In a town of ten, a five dollar whore
Decides that her life's not worth it anymore

Because when it's the whole town you have fucked
Driving in circles won't do you much good
No good, no good
No good, no good, no good

A wall of drugs in front of me
Plays like a badlands symphony
Play me to sleep tonight if you please


Wall Of Drugs

drag your finger tips across the snow
you're so beautiful
i guess you couldn't know

the cold wind crawling gently on your cheek
the steady breeze
as father winter weeps

winters on it's way
all the people hide away
but the snow melts at your feet
radiating energy
please stand right next to me
and don't leave
i don't want to freeze


drag your finger tips across the snow
you're so beautiful
i guess you could have known


each hair reflects the sunshine all around
an envy stricken star sends you a crown
the jet stream driven clouds don't come around
as flowers wither on the ground

the muffled crowds they cower back, as i commandeer a heart attack
the leaves all rust and break away, the sky falls grey, the trees decay
the thoughts from empty holidays fill forgotten streets with broken sleighs

winters on it's way
all the people hide away
but the snow melts at your feet
radiating energy
please stand right next to me
and don't leave
i don't want to freeze  

A Love Song For Winter

Dermatologist recommended- Just like everything else
And your socks needed mending so you threw them in the trash and bought a brand new pair for yourself
thats the way it is - welcome to the USA
If its broke don't fix just buy and throw the rest away
      the world's too crazy
or I'm just lazy
or maybe its hazy
or maybe its brazenly free

Its a brand new baby boom
this time its a swell of phones
just imagine the social security 
we'll have to pay for our iphone purity and 
I'm as guilty as any other man today (of the age)
We have all been pulverized into a smoothie for the Great Cliché

Either way we won't go today
Catalog and crush your fears
Put'em down like an old bloodhound
No revolution starts without tears

Welcome to the USA

Trill Magdalene