Lyrics

also  - The Bright Spots lyrics      Devil Music lyrics

Juke Joint at the Edge of the World    c. 2017

Plan B

Worn out mini tire beat up van
Faded phone number on the back of my hand
Lookin for a girl that used to live up here
I can still see her even though she disappeared

Hangin by a string mumblin a prayer
Mojo busted and I don’t have a spare
Might be a fool but at least I’m free
That’s why they love me
I got no plan b

Bus station blues in the back of my mind
Ticket and a half pint will do me just fine
Hey little girl we gonna ride all night
If we keep goin west we never have to see the daylight

Hangin by a string mumbling a prayer
Mojo busted and I don’t have a spare
Picture in a post office looks like me
But they can’t stop me
I got no plan b

I ran out of ideas a long time ago
Drivin on the shoulder with my muffler hangin low
Head gasket leakin and all I see is steam
I ain’t worried it’s all just a dream

Hangin by a string mumbling a prayer
Mojo busted and I don’t have a spare
Everything’s roses as far as I can see
That’s the way I like it
I got no plan b

I ain’t worried…I’m free…that’s why they love me…I ain’t worried…that’s the way I like it

Pot Hole on Main Street

Pot hole on main street
Messin with my ride
I can’t get no asphalt
No matter how I try

They sent people from the city
With shovel and pick
Everybody just talkin
Don’t nothin get fixed

And it’s a sad, sad business but I’m tellin you the truth
Can’t nobody fix the hole in the world but you

I had a uncle drink Nyquil
In the mornin to chill
If that won’t stop your shakin
Said nothin else will

Now he used to have a good job
Down at the cement plant
How you gonna feed my family
With the government stamps

And it’s a sad, sad business but I’m tellin you the truth
Can’t nobody fix the hole in the world but you

Trippy Little Thing

You are my trippy little thing
And I can’t get my mind around you
You are a flower in the rain
And I can’t believe I found you when I did

You are my ride around the moon
And I don’t care if I never come down
You pull me out of my lonely room
To somewhere that I never would have found

All around the world
The fire was coming down
People said the end was nigh
But I saw you standing
Outside my office window
Smile turned to the sky…trippin

You are my trippy little thing
And I get the message that you’re sending
You know I never like to change
But the axis of my world is bending

You give me reason to live
When I was on my way down
That smile is all you gotta give
It spins my world ‘round and ‘round

Forget about the moonlight
Forget about the rising sun
I know they’ll never look the same
I’m done with all my searching
Sick of the tears I cry
My smile turned to the sky…trippin

Garbage Man

Springtime springtime comin out of the box
Zig zag with my baby through the parking lot
Jump the church yard fence
Down the alley with the old trash cans
Me and my baby waitin on the garbage man

Hey man hey man
What you doin with all that junk
You know I clean up everybody’s mess
And take it to the county dump

Hey man hey man
What happens then
You know I get up in the morning
And do it all over again

Wadin in the ditches down by the railroad tracks
Make a plywood bridge over the swamp out back
Tad poles growin legs
Did you ever see such a thing
Love is just mystery
You know it make me want to sing come on

Hey man hey man
What you doin with all that junk
You know I clean up everybody’s mess
Take it to the county dump
Hey boy hey boy
You know you ought to stay in school
You and that girl
Y’all like to break the rules

I went down to the river and got lost one time
Wadin ‘round in circles but I didn’t mind
I’m gone I’m gone but you know I’m gonna be alright
I’m all prayed up and I’m satisfied
Gonna see my baby tonight

Hey man hey man
What you doin with all that junk
You know I clean up your mess
And take it to the county dump

Hey boy hey boy
You ought to stay in school
You know you and that girl
Look like y’all was born to break the rules

Hey man hey man
What you doin with all that junk
Can we ride with you down to the county dump
Hey boy come on get on the back of that truck
You and that girl y’all have some luck
Come on

 I Just Don’t Have the Time

I’d like to get to know you
I’d like to be your friend
But I just don’t have the time
To hear about the latest whatever it is you’re doin
And ride around the golf course with you drinkin wine

You say maybe we could sit down and get down to business
What do I think about the state of the world
Spend some quality time one on one
Shoot the shit while I go out of my mind

I’d like to get to know you
I bet you got your ducks in line
I’d really like to be your friend
But I just don’t have the time

I’d really like to hear about your rehab
How you crashed and burned
But you got yourself together now
Moved down to the beach and got a new lease
Writin a book on spiritual somethin or other
Livin is easy and prosperity’s sweet
The more I listen the more I think I need some therapy
All I want to do is get through my five stages of grief
From being around you

Chorus

Did I hear about the Large Hadron Collider
What if all the hadrons go wrong
Did I read a book called The God Particle
I wonder if we could ever fit that in a song
That we could write together
Somethin about broken hearts and stormy weather
We’d be the next Simon and Garfunkle
I’m runnin out of rhymes so I got to holler uncle

Chorus

Since You’re Gone

The golden streets are glowing bright
Bring it down
Rain tried to keep me up all night
Bring it down
I go out ridin in the old street car
With the window down and the rain blowin in
That’s how I spend my time since you’re gone

I see you sitting in the shade of a live oak
Or ridin your bike through the Odd Fellow’s Graveyard
I wander through the cobblestone streets all night
Talkin to the cops and the vendors
That’s how I spend my time since you’re gone

There’s been no writing on the wall
I can’t get through to you at all
If you want to send a sign
I swear I won’t miss it this time

Maybe in some other life
Everything will work out right
You tell that to the broken ones
Waiting at the stops where the street cars run
That’s how I spend my time since you’re gone

I see you standing by the wall of the Spanish Fort
Or fading into the crowd at the old fairgrounds
All I can do is hope you’re free
And life’s the way you want it to be
That’s how I spend my time since you’re gone

Devil’s Haircut  (written by Beck Hansen)

Something’s wrong cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look there’s a dead end waiting
Temperature’s dropping at the rotten oasis
Stealing kisses from the leprous faces

Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees
Mouthwash, jukebox, gasoline
Pistols are pointing at a poor man’s pockets
Smiling eyes with ‘em out of the sockets

Got a devil’s haircut in my mind

Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitchin’ a ride with the bleedin’ noses
Comin’ to town with the briefcase blues

Got a devil’s haircut in my mind

Something’s wrong cause my mind is fading
Ghetto blastin’ disintegrating
Rock ‘n’ roll, know what I’m saying?
Everywhere I look there’s a devil in waiting

Got a devil’s haircut in my mind

Fine

 

Mali Katra

40 buzzards on the cell tower
Lord I can’t believe my eyes
Phone buzzing in the console
Man I wouldn’t take that call

Mali katra mali sutra mali katra
No one’s seen the likes of you
Always turning always changing
Always hiding in the everlasting daylight

Pray when that’s all that’s left to do
Cry when you finally get the truth
Run with the darkness coming after you
Laugh when it finally catches up

Mali katra mali sutra mali katra
No one’s seen the likes of you
Always running in the background
Always hiding in the everlasting daylight

Needles falling on my windshield
Lightening snapping at my tires
Buzzards singing from the cell tower
Man I wouldn’t take that call

Mali katra mali sutra mali katra
No one’s seen the likes of you
Always running in the background
Always hiding in the everlasting daylight

Mali katra mali sutra mali katra
No one’s seen the likes of you
Always turning always changing
Always hiding in the everlasting daylight

Do You Want to be Free

The guilty place you must defend
And hide it away at any cost
Do you want to be free
Do you want to be free

All the people that you judged
Built their houses in your head
Do you want to be free
Do you want to be free

Precious treasure that you found
In pieces on the floor now
Do you want to be free
Do you want to be free

Bring all the damage with you
And mix your tears in the rolling sea
And all the hurts and bruises
Why don’t you leave them here with me

The silver rain has drained away
And the dirty streets are shining now
Do you want to be free
Do you want to be free