In the Fall
Up on a hilltop where the land is wet
There is a man with a heart in his hand
He says:
"The garden of eden
Will keep me well
And if you said
You know
In the fall
In the fall"
There is a hill top where the land runs free
Says "come around and sit next to me
In my garden of Eden
What the loin stole
No matter what you find
You still wanted more
More more
In the fall
In the fall"
Up on a hill top will I illustrate
How you've been, known
In the Fall
In the Fall
Fell on the Floor
Look at him with his sordid eyes
He gives away what you can't disguise
He's born of thoughts that you failed to mention
He came to this place with an earnest intention
Give away all the info too late
Smokey's got so much to say
In the place of fake charity
A Limited Solidarity
Here comes the pirate
With a dress on
And a Glasgow kiss
Here comes the Pirate
With a dress on
And a Glasgow kiss
In his world he's pensive but he pockets
All his thoughts so that no one can cop them
He speaks two languages but only one word
Seems to matter in his 'one-tree' world
Give too much cause he feels like he needs it
But there are rules but he fails to heed it
He dictates in awe with a dubious sanity
He keeps in mind that he knows what's best for humanity
At the end of a rope and he can't beg for it
No miracles big enough to get him through it
In the place of charity
Limited solidarity
Here comes the pirate
with a dress on
And a Glasgow kiss
Try to pretend as you start to begin
You know everything don't you
watch the loose ends
You know everything don't you everything don't you
Try to pretend as you start to begin
try to disguise all the things that you send
Everything don't you
you know everything don't you
Try to pretend that the law won't come
Law comes around and says hands to the wall
Hands to the Wall
Hands to the Wall
Fell on the floor
with his open eyes
Fell on the floor
as he tries to disguise
Fell on the floor
as he tries to pretend
As he tries to beg for it
Try to pretend you know everything don't you
you know everything don't
everything don't you
Laughing Streetcar
Holy man with a gun in his hand
Says he's gotta do it cause the gov't can't
Holy war on a foreign land
Ain't no amount of words that can make amends
With a broken home and broken heart
Putting pipes in his veins just to stay alive
When the dust settles I will get rid of
The 5150s keeping me locked up
He sings dadadada
In a window somewhere you hear the sound
Of a street car named HaHa
He's holding time shoved up his behind
He's slanging minutes into nickels and dimes
Poets and folk singers
They made a legend out of him with their songs and words
He grew a great beard says he's gotta steer
On the road to nowhere
Come along
With a broken nose and a broken heart
Putting pipes in his veins just to stay alive
He sings
dadadada
In a window somewhere you hear the sound
Of a street car named HaHa
Doing nothing without saying a word about the cause and effect
Of historic affairs about original sin and the way I've been
About the way I sing
Like dadadada
World At Rest
Listen boy what you gotta prove to the world?
Keep your cool,
when they're gonna take down the walls
a fig leaf on a eunuch
and a pocket full of chocolate
an object at rest is in the wrong pocket
you try your best but the world won't wait
You try your best just to do what he said
To do it, to do it, to do it
to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it, to do it.
You try your best and the world keeps falling in
Try your best and the wall keeps falling in
Listen boy keep the tally clear
when you speak about the war of the words
of the wall of the wounded
nothing that you hear,
half of what you see.
drop a dime,
catching time
a medic and a fee
keep it in the frame, keep it in a frame
Bad news good and the good news mends
Keep him in the frame, keep him in the frame
A word is to pretend.
I WANTED TO PRETEND!!
You try your best and the wall keeps falling in
Tried your best and the worlds just keep falling in…on you
Listen boy what you gotta prove to the world at rest
Shooting metaphors through a pistol made of words
he says like Verlaine and Rimbaud, he'll shoot you in the
heart, then he says oh no!
c'mon gimme the gun, gimme the gun, gimme the gun, gimme the
pun
You try your best and the wall keeps falling in…
Tried your best but the world keeps falling in
All The Difference
Sitting on a fence he said,
"I don't know which way to go
But by the grace of God
I will get there somehow
But nobody knows,
Nobody knows, nobody knows
why I do what I do"
Sitting on the fence he said,
"I am so uncertain, well,
By the grace of God
I hope nobody can tell
Nobody knows
How cold It grows
Nobody knows
Why I do what I do
Why I do what I do
Why I did what I did