LYRICS NOT IN 34 ALBUMS

I want to buy a phone That rings all the time One that only goes silent When someone’s on the line I just bought a clock that tells And runs backwards in time That has recently come to be A favorite possession of mine I’ve grown to love my job Because it takes up my free time I just got home from work Don’tcha know I hate five-to-nine I just checked the price of flights Without any destination As I tuned my radio to static Just because I liked the station I’ve been searching for a calendar In which all the days are the same And a new place to go and live Where the streets don’t have names I just read a book based on a movie About a man dying from old age And to my great surprise I found The same single word on every page I’ve grown to love my job Because it takes up my free time I just got home from work Don’tcha know I hate five-to-nine

I’m not spending my entire life…waiting for a phone to ring Nor am I willing to lose my head…just to say I was the king All I am asking for in this world… and of this entire world Is simply to let me be a clam… I’ll reveal to you a pearl Let me be free to be who I am… and soon one day you will see As strange or crazy as it may seem… (it’s) all part of my master plan If I was a prettier man (If he was a prettier man) I’d have ruled the world (He would have ruled the world) Yes, I could have ruled the world If I was a prettier man (If he was a prettier man) All the girls would’ve gone nuts As if I were a squirrel Yes, I could have ruled the world If I was a prettier man (If he was a prettier man) I’d have had the biggest ego And I’d have hid in its shadow Yes, it could have ruled the world…

Feel free to fall in love with my art Just be careful when it comes to me and my person I've spent my life running from broken hearts Most of those I've loved have been left hurtin' Did you think that you were the exception to the rule? Sorry, it looks like I played you, too Did I leave you feeling like you'd been fooled? I'm so sorry for such and such that happened And for all those things I never meant to do... Honey, believe me, this is true Still I've done these things to you... This is why I try to stay to myself Limit the harm I inflict on anyone else Hiding safely here behind this pane of glass Where I can deny that I told a lie On the single most important question That I've ever been asked: Are you okay? Are you happy? Well of course I am! No, I'm not sad...

The unmerry maid washes the floor Feels the cold wind blow through the front door Then she goes and vacuums the stairs Carrying the thought in her mind that life's not fair She just keeps on sweeping While holding back her weeping At the moment of realization That for her there is no escaping Not even a little vacation Meanwhile the mayor speaks at the parade Of victory by its team and its players Who won the big game out there on the big stage As everyone celebrates with a smile on their face The unmerry maid then begins to sweep up the hall Without much great thought about how her life evolved Forgotten are the dreams she once had as a child And how the embers of hope they once glowed wild She just keeps on sweeping While holding back her weeping At the moment of realization That for her there is no escaping Not even a little vacation Meanwhile the mayor congratulates the winning team Preaching on and on about how hard work pays When it comes to fulfilling your dreams Yet the unmerry maid never heard a single word that he said

They say she hides behind her music While he hides behind his rhyme Between them two they’ve forsaken So many pleasing times For some reason she’s only happy Alone with her guitar by her side Hiding within her music Just as he hides within his rhyme There she sits in an empty room And somewhere he does to Each creating worlds inside their minds With each sharing their solitude They say I hide within my music They say I hide behind my rhyme What is it that we learned today? We are both a pair of the same kind Maybe some day he’ll ask me If I’d like to sing one of his songs Maybe some day she’ll read me Start strumming and humming along They’re only happy when they’re together…. This lyrical groom and his musical wife Singing, laughing and dancing Neighbors say what a wonderful life

People on the bus... They look at me And it's all because I drive a brand new jeep What they don't know is that it's under lease It's all for show… No, it don't belong to me Untangle me from all this red tape That's got me wrapped up like a mummy Rise me up from this bottom line world Where lawyer jokes no longer seem funny... When CEO's choose their own salaries This world no longer makes sense to me As Riches and Bills are no longer names God, politics and corporations are one in the same Robbing Peter just to pay Paul History has shown it hurts us all liars and lawyers matches and gas liars and lawyers gas and matches Where there's smoke there is fire Where there is fire there're ashes Oh...oh...watch them blow You don't fight fire with fire You fight fire with water You'd best cool your jets Rather than to try to fly any higher It's best to cool down before Things get hotter

Above my head I hear a clap of thunder I can’t escape this cloud I’m under Maybe I am god’s only blunder Or perhaps I’m the world’s eighth wonder Oh, only time will tell… Whether I’m closer to heaven or closer to hell At least I know my story and I tell it well There’s something in the air but what do I smell? Am I a drip from the tip of the iceberg or the bottom of the well? Oh, only time will tell Am I closer to heaven or closer to hell? Either my name will be remembered just like King Richard the Third Or I’ll just be another singer whose song was never heard Will I be the lurer or will I be the lured? Will I live by the pen or die by the sword? Oh, only time will tell Am I closer to heaven or closer to hell? I hear the voice of someone calling me But I don’t know his name and his face I can’t see Don’t know if I’m locking the cell or finding the key Because both god and the devil are still a mystery to me... Oh, only time will tell Whether I’m closer to heaven or closer to hell?

I see black clouds rolling in… Don’t know where they’re going Don’t know where they’ve been I know some have been hanging over my head Some have been hiding heaven And still others mourning the dead Some men chase shooting stars Some men howl at the face of the moon While other men try to change the weather Attempting to turn every month into June But those men aren’t like me For you see things like that will never do I only want what I can see And what I’m looking at is you And now I see the clouds are blowing away But I don’t know what that means So I don’t know what to say I’ve seen them before I know I’ll see them again I’ve felt the warmth of the sunshine As well as been touched by a cold, cold rain It seems my life has just two seasons No more, no less - that’s all It seems my life has just two seasons No summer, no winter - only Spring and Fall

Out here in the sticks Us hicks throw bricks At the people we love (the people we love) We polish our guns, our nails and our shoes Get neck tattoos and tribal symbols That suggest to you we got nothing to lose That’s why we just do what we do… That’s what we do… Out here in the sticks Us hicks throw bricks At the people we love (the people we love) When we disagree We don’t discuss it much Or the subject of something that we don’t trust comes up We dig and fill a hole Becomes lost and gone Removed from the soul… Then it’s time to move on Out here in the sticks Us hicks throw bricks At the people we love (the people we love) And to people that we don’t like We do the same But I never stopped to ask myself why That is until today… Hmm… I wonder if it’s always been this way?

Come 'n listen to my story 'bout a man named Noam Started writing 'bout war when he was twelve years old Then one day, Noam started speaking out against 'Nam If we came home only Hollywood would be harmed.... Gump....Forrest Gump...Bubba...Leiutenant Dan... Platoon, Full Metal Jacket, Hamburger Hill, The Deer Hunter, We Were Soldiers, Good Morning Vietnam Well the next thing ya know Noam's now a pioneer The father of linguistics just found a new career... Political Activist, Philosopher, Cognitive Scientist, Author, Lecturer, Political Dissident, Anarchist, Libertarian Socialist Intellectual So this PhD from MIT went from being just another dork To a hero to both you and me How will he be remembered? How will he go down in history? Well, to me he's our best representative of man's humanity... Thanks Noam, gracias, Ah-ree-gato, Merci, dunka, spah-see-boh, ah-san-teh, grazie...

I searched for a paradise lost Went looking for a pot of gold Some of the things you thought you got for free You pay the cost and then after they’ve been bought You find that you’ve been left in the cold before being resold Caught within the clutches, the hold, of misery Eden is a shadow of what could be To hell with the garden Eve and the fig leaf I’m gonna go and plant my tree Just don’t mind me if I spill some seeds Lately bad thoughts have been getting the better of me Vow to die for a cause and then I bend I need some relief for one who only believes in what he sees So please…Let’s get the garden going again Heaven on earth is message I’ll send And the words that I’ll spread Up until the day God decides to kill me for all of my blasphemy And then on that day I’ll be dead

This is the love song that I wrote to me from me Who could ever say it better: “I love you” than myself? This is the be all and end all Of what you thought was out of the box Who could ever be so clever as to build up bullshit And then get it to walk and talk…. My hero is my ego because he’s fearless like a seagull Although he treats me like I’m the carcass of a beached whale Sure I’m no shiny knight in armor but am I really so blind To the signs that politely say it’s time to learn to read Braille Sometimes our vision fails as the tide has come to be my truest friend today Sometimes we build castle walls out of sand Just to see how long it takes for them to wash away

Yes it’s true…I engrave ‘beware’ and ‘danger’ On all jewels that were forged in anger As they have lost all worth and value When not wrought in self-control To think that anyone ever thought That your love could be bought Or believed that one’s true treasure Could really be measured in gold I used to write about what was right Now I write about what is wrong I used to cry myself asleep at night But now I sigh for my troubled mind… For I find that I rarely sleep at all I must say I feel like I hit a wall I’ve been doing all I can on my end To try to save myself from a fall I know that sometimes I get upset And I certainly feel sad sometimes Especially when my best friend Says that they’ve come to find: That they used to be a dreamer But now the dream was gone… Found themselves a lonely singer Living within a world without song Oh sure, once she used to listen But she’s been forced to block it out When that diamond ring didn’t glisten She started tasting soot inside her mouth

Eight years of self-purification Eight years of cleansing the soul After sixteen years of long hesitation I’m now finding diamonds Where there once was only coal Once I played follow the leader Once I was led by the collar Once I lost to myself – my only defeater Once I worshipped the almighty dollar Two tormented years of separation Twenty-nine teachers squashed into the equation Tom loses his right to motor vehicle operation Enters rehabilitation and then makes phone calls to probation She is the wind, which gently guides my direction Drifting by some other breeze would simply be the wrong selection She who sets a fly my sails Look into her eyes as I inhale And she even carries twenty-five dollars Just in case I need bail…money That’s not funny! She is simply living and breathing inspiration And she will always be my teacher As I finally found out that there is a God Who else could ever create such a wonderful creature? (It’s not like abracadabra)

Did god create us or did we create him? Does he really give us hope and deliver us from sin? Or is God just a figment of our imagination? Simply a product of man’s mythical creation? Big bangs from science books about outer space Make me wonder if God really has a place Give me aim and point my direction Towards the sky and all of its questions Where did we come from? Where do we go? I asked a man named Moses But he said he didn’t know So I set out to find Jesus And I looked all around In churches and haylofts But he couldn’t be found And when I looked up at Heaven It never made a sound So when I say ‘Our Fathers’ I’m talking about our dads When I say ‘Hail Mary’ My football team’s been had Mary Mother tell me who I am Mary Mother tell me who I want to be They call me Doubting Thomas Because I believe that I will never see

I’m just a farmer growing marijuana I don’t wanna harm ya I’m not trying to alarm ya Just here to tell you that I got a new shotgun With the name on it of anyone caught Trying to snatch my crops and run I built some giant fences To use as my defenses Against anyone here not coming to their senses Grandma’s in the tower feeling like king of the hill She uses real bullets but set on stun and not to kill My wife is in the greenhouse pickin’ all my crops While my youngest son keeps an eye out for the cops I’m not gonna harm ya Not trying to alarm ya Just be weary when you visit a marijuana farmer Wintertime around this place you couldn’t feel any higher Whenever we get cold we toss another plant into the fire The heat is always set between eighty and ninety-five It’s actually amazing that we’re still alive We’re just simple folks having fun before we’re old If you’re ever passing by come on in from the cold The door is always open and the fire’s always warm We all think that this is the life It sure beats growing corn

I go camping every night And I sleep when the sun shines bright And when there's rain and fog I catch my Z's just like a disease I snore as I sleep like a log... Yeah! I've gotten used to it The idea that there's no end in sight... Yeah, it's as true as the sun is to the day And the moon is to the night I've forgotten what it is To remember how to live In a world in which I wasn't forced to fight... What they've always known And yet have never let it be shown Is that if they just gave a little If we could have a meeting in the middle Then our differences would be settled And I'd have a place to call home...

My dog left me And the wife ran away So I woke up To do some drinking today Oh God, what did you do to me? I haven’t showered In at least ten days The last week and a half Is just a drunken haze I woke up and what’s next to me? It appears to be a woman But she’s at least two bills, probably 250… Oh God, and I’m all out of flower I can find the wet spot If I can spread those legs But she just rolled over and now I’m wedged Between the bed and a fat place Yeah, I wake up the morning Because I have to pee And this big ole freak is laying next to me Oh God, there’s a bunch of used rubbers All over the floor And some sexual device I’ve never seen before Oh God, I hope it doesn’t have my DNA

My life is your shrine Since my ways were refined Before I looked into your big (insert color) eyes We all know I was blind ‘Twas you who saw me through Over every mountain I’ve climbed And it is you who I am trying to find My rainy day sunshine Without you I’m fine But with you I‘m so much better My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine And very few people can change Both the seasons and the weather My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine Without you I’m fine But with you I’m so much better

Before you pledge your allegiance You best know which side you’re fighting for For in this battle not everyone bleeds There’s no guns, nor swords in this kind of war This is the war for your soul, a battle of wills In which your friend is yourself, and bad advice kills Who is your leader and by who are you lead? If this figure is not a hero then you’re better off dead You need the strongest of convictions There is no changing sides Needless to say you must choose wisely If you want to stay alive The false prophets are many In this world full of masks And you must answer quickly When anybody asks The killing fields are all around you Need to only open up your eyes Many say but not many do Speak in half-truths if not bitter lies What some will promise is great Though few have the strength to fulfill With every day the time grows later And steeper becomes the hill The choice rests on you still As only you control your fate Sure, the trap they set will kill But only if you take the bait

My eyes become half-closed Towards everyone I’ve ever known As I walk down this lonely road I find even my heart is filled with ANGER Oh yeah, you see lately I hurt And it’s been getting worse But I’m not stupid of course I’m the source To everyone I love I’ve become a STRANGER You might think it’s absurd that Everyday I wear the same shirt It’s black and on it says just one word In red letters it reads: DANGER If you’re here now then run Because I’ve never been much fun I take my problems out on any and everyone Even my doctor said I’m a talker…maybe a stalker… But certainly not a walker or a CHANGER That’s my warning that it’s best to stay away You see I got no smile lines chiseled on my face Only a cross look and maybe one eyebrow raised Ex-wife’s t-shirt has a picture of me and on it it says: “Take a look at the only man that Jesus couldn’t save” (in other words…he never behaved!) “Yeah, they’ve dubbed him the Religion Re-ARRANGER”

Just who is the captain of this ship? And when the hell is this ride gonna stop? With eyes closed I keep on wondering When the hell they’re gonna let me off Being bored is the reason I boarded Placed in a line that was never sorted Smell the odor of defeat While you’re sitting in your seat Trying to figure out how it all got started For an extra dime they’ll let you sit near the window Let you see all the sights and hear all the sounds No wife, no kids, no mourning of a widow No loved ones to call when the plane is going down Time to fasten your seat belt The sign has now gone on Unsure of your final destination When you’re up so high at dawn You feel you must be closest to god When you’re up thirty thousand feet Be it heading up or going down Who else would you expect to meet?

As I stumble down the street The streetlights go out All the people I meet They’re all down and out I see the difference Between the have and have-nots I see the difference Between the with and with outs I ask myself how could you live here? You must get numb after awhile I say to myself how could you live here? You must get dumb after awhile A man who lost his shirt Standing next to children Playing in the dirt Everywhere you look There’s people getting hurt To live here everyday In a place where even the pigeons They all fly away You know me I’m getting out of here And I suggest You shouldn’t stay

Five days to live in a moment Five days left before time marches on Five days to give the breath of life To all the words you have spoken Five days remain until you are gone Four days says the calendar Now hanging before you on the wall Four days to better know yourself Four days to see if your life Belongs to you or to someone else Four days left of pacing the halls Three days then came the hurt And doubting of my own self-worth Three days left that’s the time you get To flip flop back and forth Two days and you are feeling excited Two days away from the next stage of the plan Two days until you travel back Eager to share all you’ve learned As you return to your home land One more day of highs and lows One day to think about what has changed? Inside of me I think I now know How the rest of this story shall be told

So where do I want to go from here? Twenty-five times I’ve said that this is my year And twenty-five times I have been denied Left on the cross to be crucified by my pride When others’ eyes gaze inside of me They see I have nothing useful within me For they see that I lied when I said that I tried And then when I looked behind me There was no one beside me Not even anyone there to lie for me, or to lie to me Or to tell me what I long to hear, it all has disappeared: Everyone, everything, my will, my strength, my fear There will never again be a twenty-sixth time You’ll never ever hear that same boring line For what I have learned this last quarter-century Is that this big, bad, old world is gonna get the best of me So I no longer try to invent and invest in my destiny I’ve finally given up the quest of immortality Because after my time I will still live on within my rhymes, my song & my poetry

My job was to tell the stories of the heroes Who died so that we could all live To separate opinions, fact and fiction Of the truth seekers, liars and hypocrites The knowledge…oh, once I had it…I was glad until… It all ended so sadly…when tragically…I had to give it up Not proudly…seems I let it defeat me…unheard voices cried… Much too loudly…they were always…far from softly speaking So I created another universe Within this parallel world Filled it full of the prettiest people Both inside and out I found the most precious pearls… So I created another universe Within this parallel world Filled it full of the cutest animals And lots of laughing and smiling boys and girls… I cross out all the “F^%# You’s” But since there’s been no work to do I built a park where we all can go play It even lights up at night so we won’t be afraid There we write the songs The magical musicians play And I am the Catcher in the Rye Yes, I am the fetcher when anybody strays I am also the helper Of everyone with everything and anyone in need I am also the lender Of words, tools, and thoughts, favors and good deeds

Hello, I like you Let us have a cup of tea But before we begin to know each other better Before we sit down There’s a couple of things that you should know about me… I’m damaged goods I’d love to love you if I could And even though I could try I could never love anyone again And I’ll tell you why Because the last one f&%^#d me up Real bad inside But I never cried I never cry I’ve lost that magic spark And I used to be a dreamer I’ve evolved into a cynic That’s trapped in the dark Completely changed my whole demeanor I once thought I was the sh*t Didn’t realize I just stepped in it

If you have a moment I’ll teach some history About learning from your mistakes Some things that have happened to me You know the ship that landed me here Chartered a course that was anything but clear We all set sail with no money for bail And little did we know that they were hot on our trail We set out on our adventure With the moonlight as our guide But when trouble blows your way The ocean’s no place to hide There’s no chorus in this song We all just sort of paddle along We’ve found after many a days Just what the weight of ignorance weighs When the birds circle You’ve got to keep on your toes Because what the tide brings in Nobody ever knows Maybe a tidal wave, a hurricane, or just plain fog But up here in the crow’s nest You can wind up shaking Just like a wet dog

Well I just got bagged two years before But again I poured my beer Then closed my car door I took my car for a ride Drove straight to jail Saw blue lights flashing Then I had to make bail Handcuffed and placed in a cruiser Played a drinking game Where I was the loser Slept on a cold metal cot I probably should have smoked pot But I drank cheap ass beer This is what I got Too drunk to walk Decided to drive Started heading home But I never arrived Just one more story About the days of my youth I’ve been through the mill Do you need more proof?

Once I cared so much That it tore a hole inside of me But I've learned not to trust That someday we'll all be free So many crying faces So many unfulfilled dreams So many dying nations With those too weak to scream Once I played follow the leader Once I was led by the collar Once I lost to myself - my only defeater Once I worshipped the almighty dollar Oh, it's never quite that simple Not everyone uses the same pair of eyes to see Sometimes it takes a bullet through the temple To make a man stop telling lies to you and me Yet some people just get it They just know the know But the amount of time it takes for the others is so, so slow I don't know what all the reasons are Why it takes so much time I haven't figured out everything yet Why some people are so goddamn blind

Quite frankly I've been dying Living my life trying To make the world better So please send me some cheddar You might think it's funny Me begging you for money But deep in inside your pockets There's a hole I can hear Franklin, Lincoln and Washington screaming let us go... In the subconscience of your mind You want to turn away Save it for yourself You hear a voice say You just don't have the time So you look away Save it for the next one Move on to the next page But deep inside your pockets There's a hole I can hear Franklin, Lincoln and Washington screaming let us go... To somewhere we can make a difference Some bills have never been used for good So won't you click that donate button And support this lyrical Robin Hood

Since I am a poet I will fight you only with my pen I’ll drag your name through the mud And then drag it through again No need for fists Fighting only leaves you bruised We’d all love to punch some lawyers But we’re the ones who’re K.O.’ed when he sues I’ve learned that paper cuts never heal When you’re on the front page of the news When made known is your hideous reputation I win and you lose Since I am a poet I will try my very best To separate myself from all others Try to stand above the rest Searching for what hasn’t yet been written Though there’s not much that Dylan left I am friends with the road that I am facing And have been given some direction Which to begin my quest I’ve been patted on the back Shaken many a’ hands Told by gold diggers the way is west But before I brag of Dean’s Lists or colleges Time remains the truest test

I’ve been in a funk so long I’m starting to look within After such a long time I cant go blaming her or him I thought I was walking straight but the circle comes around But lately I’ve been finding myself getting picked up off the ground How long does it have to happen Before the light bulb flashes above my head How many times do I escape with my life intact Before I find myself somewhere dead? I think it may be time to change my ways Some say life is a journey, others say a maze But I know if I don’t do something drastic Soon Ill be in the morgue wrapped in plastic Deep down inside I know that’s not the place for me But how long can we be blinded before we finally see Cigarettes kill us slowly yet foolishness kills you quick I’m still a young man but I know I’m in it too thick I’ve been making too many excuses about the life that I lead For everyone knows that artists live their life to the furthest degree But I hear the names of Jimi and Jim and Janice and Kurt And I know you can only get so lucky before you get hurt Then buried in the dirt, can you think of something worse? My day is coming I have no doubt Some styles fade in while others fade out But I got a good half century still left in me and my soul Before I get too rusty, before I get too old Right now as I’m writing - half the Beatles are dead Will I live to see the last one go - well that remains to be said Will the next generation see its roots to the ground Or will I just be a middle man and in a puddle drowned?

Staring up at the courthouse Thank God I ain’t been there in awhile Now I am only up against myself When I stand on trial As I stare up at the sky I see that the moon is still the same With every season that comes and goes The directions of the wind barely seem to change My sails have been blown As far as the eye can see By a cold, cold wind Out towards a deep, deep sea Out in the middle of the ocean There are no birds flying in the sky Here is where I have come to find myself Waiting to die The salt ate away my eyes The sun burned off my skin My soul became paralyzed As the water never washed away my sins

Low momentum diffusion… High momentum convection… One momentary lapse in judgment A reason for such self-introspection Once laid dormant and hidden But then you did What you now wish you didn’t A rapid variation of pressure and velocity in both space and time… All at once you lost your sense of humor, Sense of honour and the reason for your rhyme Manifest a vortex inside of your snow globe Or reap the repercussions of turbulent flow Man-made laws were made to be broken Since we are all doomed when fighting God-less foes Chaotic property changes Kinetic energy dies What is of critical value rearranges As here our dear, old, hero Reynolds and his number lies… Lies… Lies…

I said I didn’t wanna try it And be the one to cause a riot Because they got lots of eyes in sky That know what you are doing… And they’re working on something That can tell what you’re thinking And if you tell them lies They’ll know because you’re blinking… Once you’re mind becomes paralyzed Those aren’t tears in your eyes It’s just the leaking truth serum That they’ve been serving you’ve been drinking… You’re the only one that cries You are here by yourself alone That’s what you’re thinking But you don’t know your history It’s filled with similar atrocities Against your fellow humanity But you said, “That couldn’t happen to me” And now you’re dead…unfortunately

I am trying to turn history’s page I am dying to contain this inner rage I am finding it hard for just twelve to gauge If I’m lying right to your face when I say: “Oh….for what I’ve done I am very sorry” If you believe this then you don’t know me So what if I got bad feelings I gotta bury? Where I’m from we run from problems… And THEN we worry… We are the new Rome The legions are cheering the killing Come down and see All of the blood that has been spilling We got gladiators slaying mediators Just as angry Christians mame the lions Oh…this is what we call entertainment Even durin’ the Dark Ages they’d be cryin’ We got a lot of gates we use to separate Church and state and free will and fate Monopoly over industry known to you and me As our guns and butter free market economy

Swapping, plugging and playing… Or meeting, pulling and praying Here’s where I must weigh in By saying it’s the same thing When she said, “You can stick it in…it’s alright…it’s okay” With your device in her hand She plugged and then she played Sure, it comes with accord But there’s no strings attached Oh lord, just who has the time For something like that? It may get rusty, it may get dusty Or maybe left out in the rain or sun It don’t much matter to you now After its job has been done… Just use it, remove it and then lose it No need to check for compatibility Forget all about it until you need it That’s when you remember There are utilities and necessities And then next comes the Pleasures from the treasures Of all of life’s little luxuries (We’re all so fond of technology)

Alone in the crowd My solitary parade Shame holds my hand As surrounding faces start to fade We all walk in unison Chained by despair Footstep after footstep And yet going nowhere Never asking directions At least never out loud So I just keep on walking Blending back in the crowd Fading into the darkness Of self-induced pain Finding my way After wandering for hours Searching for my guide I finally closed my eyes And I looked deep down inside With these severed handcuffs Now left behind I may now travel on my own For I found the error of my ways In thinking that walking with shame Was better than walking alone

He’s at it again… He’s summoned his friends They’re now all here in his head A baker’s dozen breaking bread When one of them asked him for wine “Some other time” is what another replied We’ve much work to do Many plans to be laid We must keep our wits Carry on without delay The world doesn’t want us Nor have we ever wanted it Yet the day is now upon us To make a fist or slit our wrists Just then the votes were counted As my side lost… Seven to six Five fingers begin to close My arm raises high I shake my fist...

“Can a log turn to ash and smoke And then become a log again?” This is what I asked, these first words A question to the newest, yet truest, of my friends… To which he immediately responded Without the mere hint of hesitation: “If that is what it was you wanted Then most certainly that would likely End up being the situation” I agreed wholeheartedly While admiring his wit, his knit and his disposition Yet I never learned one single thing From anyone who agreed with me So with this fact in mind I left him on the road behind And we parted company

The smell of beer fills the air Better leave now while the coast is clear A wasted life tries to recapture the past But little does he know That the shadow’s been cast As another drink fills his glass He sits and wonders which road Was the one that he passed The road that would have led him Out of this place The road that maybe would have put A smile on his face Deep down he knows That there are other roads up ahead And that if he misses the next turn Then he’d be better off dead His deep-circled eyes Showed very little surprise There’s not much that he’s never seen The dark blemishes on his skin Told of all the places he’s been Still discolored though newly scrubbed clean The lines around his face I slowly traced Each one held the curve of sorrow The expression on his face Showed he only knew of one taste His lips were always curved around a bottle

Once I found the key to my mind But then I dropped it and lost it Right before I could unlock it.... So now wherever I go I carry my phone And I keep my friends inside my pocket I've been at peace with myself Despite my fighting daily Suddenly I've been seeing myself In a whole new light lately I've been recently sorting out Business partners from friends And I've learned a lot about Who I am and so many other things... I've been digging myself deeper in debt Keeping up with the Jones I've been pawning the hardest work off On to my newly cloned twin I've been living in a glass house And throwing stones and... I've been hiding my head low Every time I hear a phone ring 'Cause I don't wanna be a number, baby Even if it's number one It's thinking in binary code That first drove me crazy Once I got computer smart I found myself being socially dumb As well as irrevocably numb

I was wearing my squeaky sneakers And I was with a sneaky drinker I’m not much of a do-er But I’m sure one hell of a thinker… And I was thinking Hmm…has she been drinking? At least I think so But I’m not sure When you think you know She says these words Your mind goes numb Suddenly you feel like you’re drunk Such amazing thoughts You run to grab a pen You get it…you got it… It’s when you come back Well, that’s when… That’s when things Begin to seem a little suspicious Her eyes gleam, Two lips then speak just one word: “Delicious!” I was wearing my squeaky sneakers And I was with a sneaky drinker I’m not much of a do-er But I’m sure one hell of a thinker…

I heard people been looking at me….. angrily I recommend phoning a friend….. Or family if need be….. If you don’t have any….. Friends. I heard people been talking bout me…..negativily Well gee I guess that we…. Completely disagree About what it means to be… Family my friend Ahhh I see… Trouble ahead Trouble for you. Trouble for me I heard people been questioning me……and my beliefs Leaving me thinking silently If men in white coats are coming after me Or maybe aliens or the secret police Of outer space – those who monitor my race Oops….I’ve said too much Might get vaporized – turned to a cloud of dust for you see, of the seven voices in my head…. Only six of them I trust

I sit on my steps and stare at a plane in the sky Crash and burn two hundred and thirty people die Now I don’t see things quite the same Could have been me up and then down on that plane Talking about my vacation, talking to my friend Talking about my life’s work, and then talking about the end Read in the paper there were little remains found Imagine the captain’s voice saying: “Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em - we’re going down” Dennis Leary thinks it is funny But he just says it for the money There’s still no cure for cancer And personally, I hope they never find the answer Because living is what happens only from day to day For you can see how quickly it all can fade away And for some reason I think it is better that way That’s why so many I know spend their time Just trying get laid

by tom jensen I see so many people looking down As they're so busily crossing the street This world's beauty in its sights and sounds never stopping to look at the birds in the tree Or marvel at the clouds That now linger aloft above their head As they choose to stare at the pavement Forever failing to live in the moment Always constantly thinking instead at the day ahead I see so many people looking down Their eyes growing cold with their thoughts so depressed because they're either growing old Or else they're tired and stressed I long to grab them and shake them and say Tell me what will you have gained When today becomes yesterday? How will you feel when you look back And you realize the fact You were given a gift but the present has passed We know that we can't rewind time And you know you missed the warning signs Sometimes it's best if you press pause That's when you would see things

All raise glasses to propose a toast Tilt back brims to honor a host Raise glass to lips to praise the day Lifting a hand as all guests say: “This man who sits at table head Who sits before us breaking bread The finest king throughout the land Deserves a toast so raise a hand” We sit around the table We laugh away the night We drink for as long as we’re able And toast glasses for all that’s right A toast to our tongue, which tastes our drink And to our brains that swim and think A toast for grapes, which are used for wine Raise cups for livers, both yours and mine Drink a taste to honor waste Of dribbled wine spilled on your face A toast for chairs on which we sit Give thanks for thrones on which we sh*t Before we sleep and go to bed Upon light pillow with heavy head Let us toast that tomorrow Shall be the same as today So far away from sorrow That toast again we may

For you: a poem a day for the rest of my life Hoping never to have to hide it from the wife Can’t really talk to god because I broke one of his laws He sorta sees me as a blasphemist I can never give up because I’m an optimist Realists settle for something other than the best Later wondering how did they get into this mess Putting all my love and trust in this Do or die, sink or swim, hit or miss When I was younger I looked around Not much to see in this small town Seldom happy, I wore a hat and a frown If I had my way I’d a knocked it all down But wait one second what have we found? I’ve found someone to believe in When the pickings were pretty slim I’ve found someone to believe in Finally saw Jesus in a living, breathing, walking hymn

Some old man asked me if I went to church I responded God rested on the seventh day But he forgot about me Calluses and blisters I’m all black and blue I wear my work Like a bad tattoo On the subject of religion I’ve only one thing to say There’s only one sacrament That I preach every single day Every cigarette I smoke Brings me closer to death Which brings me closer to God I heard that smokers go to heaven They have a big ashtray And as long as you give them money Then you can smoke all day

I lose my mind A day at a time I’ve never went to meetings Look at me I’m doing fine No one writes me letters There’s only two I know They gave me AA When I went for the K.O. They’re sending me to rehab For the second time Either here or jail they said to me As long as they get their money I ain’t gonna do any time I said goodbye to the policeman Who didn’t buy my alibi I sat down in the hospital Just me, myself and I

Mother may she sleep in peace May her spirit and soul be at ease When you get a call in the middle of the night The hospital called but she’s not all right Fly, fly away raven Go on home your work is done Fly, fly away raven Fly on home back to your safe haven Mourning in the morning Mourning at noon Mourning in the evening Over a life taken away Much too soon A wedding and a funeral Only three weeks apart The end of one life Just as another one starts

She told me to stop But you see she does it too That’s why I asked Why should I listen to you? Sometimes when you think you’re right Everyone else knows you’re all wrong And if time doesn’t change it Then it keeps going on A bond can still be broken When words are not spoken Vows are meant for keeping Especially when you’re sleeping Instead of changing the curtains You just pull down the shade With your life this certain Your bed’s already been made We make love in the dark We light our own spark When I’m on the mark I hit it outta the park But when she found out I was just a hot dog vendor She began to shout But speechless she was rendered After the game was played And I shattered her dream She changed jerseys And played for the other team

The witnesses are silent But I’m not buying it I’ll give ‘em a place to sleep tonight Oh so convenient They weren’t on the scene when It came down to wrong versus right There is no greater fury Than that of the prison guard The judge and the jury When the testimony is complete We’ll sweep you off your feet When you want to raise hell We’ll take you off to your cell And if that does fail Then we’ll raise your bail No more breakfast in bed You’re even lucky to get fed Eat now Sh*t now Sleep now Get beat now Can’t quit now Go weep now

She melts carbon steal Whenever she walks by She could end or start wars With just one single smile She’ll take over your mind When she doesn’t even try She once asked you what time it was And high noon read your sundial Just saw two mountains All the hikers want to climb On the road never been passed Everyone stays just a few feet behind She melts carbon steal Whenever she walks by She could end or start wars With just one single smile She’ll take over your mind When she doesn’t even try You’ll go home and go blind And your mother will cry But surely your daddy Is a kind man who'll understand She owns the landing strip Where all the pilots wanna land

The man in the sky he blocks out the sun Darkness is left and I can’t see anyone I knew he would come but I thought he would wait And for the people who run it was already too late You never know what kind of fruit is gonna grow You never know what your seeds are going to bear You never know exactly where its gonna go You never know when it’s all going to disappear You never know You never know You never know The man in the sky is looking down The man in the sky is a man with a frown The man in the sky he looks at a town The man in the sky says burn it down Now I’ve heard of resurrections But I never really believed it He’s back for revenge on those Who need to make amends But so sorry ladies and gentlemen There is simply no defense As our rules are bent By hands that can break And for the people who run It’s already too late

My own father wants me To get a steady nine-to-five Buy a little house With a white picket fence In which to raise a family Collect social security Become a corporate slave Until they put me in my grave And this is what he answered When I asked him why? He said son You’re getting kind of old To put all your faith In your rock and roll I think it’s time You give something else a try But dad I feel it in my soul It’s out of my control I may be living in a dream But it’s this dream that’s keeping me alive Aren’t you a little Long in the tooth To still be going that route? Everybody grows up Everybody gives in This was his reply Pop, haven’t you heard LITTLE BIRD

I heard about an accident on the train The one that I normally take This morning I overslept Usually I’m never late Somewhere along the line It seems someone made a mistake After the two trains collided There was enough blood to fill a lake It took nearly three days For all the cars to separate These next worlds that I will speak Give me reason to hesitate So on what I shall now say First I must meditate Aboard the other train Was my son’s favorite playmate Along with his mom Who was seven months pregnant

Some say that all Zs are Bs And that Y is a B So they think that Y is a Z But not me… That’s a fallacy that’s so easy to see If you simply change Z to mean Men and B to be Human and then Y to Mary Ah... There we go… You see, things get less hairy… And certainly far less scary NOW you’ll see things Much, much more clearly Once you become aware Of the prosthetic phallacy With its brutal honesty Found in the fallacy Of the undistributed middle Here it is replied the same answer To life’s most asked question… To the world’s oldest riddle… Within the earth’s oldest profession: "Fifty bucks for a f%&k But she only charges twenty more for head... But I must first warn you that she could kill you And I charge double for the dead!" (Inspired by a Wikipedia search for 'non sequitur')

Everyday thousands of people Can be seen here walking downtown Watch them pass the pizza parlor And gaze out upon the harbor There are so many sights and sounds Some act just like small children Laughing, smiling, looking all around While others stand with both their hands Inside of their pockets Some walk sadly with their heads down Lonely eyes fixed upon the ground I see a well-dressed man waiting for anything or anyone That will help him with his quest to find what can't possibly be found As for me I'm not running for anything or from anyone I am searching for that one special face that sticks out amongst the crowd From a distance I thought I saw someone whom I mistook for you As I tried to catch the butterflies and quell those anxious feelings To my surprise I realized 'twas the silhouette of a stranger For the sun was all too revealing once I changed my point of view

I see faces on the wall Mimicking my reflection As I am pacing the hall Without any direction Eyes are crossed Ts are dotted I feel their stares I’ve been spotted My conscience has been multiplied As voices now have faces Fantasy and reality undivide No longer kept in separate spaces The walls are now closing in The faces scowl like laughing clowns The future will show just where I’ve been The ceiling just came crashing down Bloodied flesh Splintered bone Together mesh Into one alone

I've got a stone here on a chain Yet the chain lacks a clasp Still I carry it with me Even though no one ever asked For me to take this weight Yet I did not hesitate It's by choice and not by fate Why I'm always running late And why I often feel run down From carrying this thing around But if you knew all that I knew Then you'd carry this weight, too Those left ignorant and in the dark Might have found themselves a flint But they've yet to make it spark... When they aimed their arrows they hit their target Yet they came up short and missed the mark Spent their time living their lives like lost explorers Forever searching after Lewis and Clark

Legs spread wide open Muscle contractions push me Right out of the door Soaking wet now in a cold world Ready to start a new tour Groggy and crying My eyes start to open With my senses Beginning to soar I can’t quite place it Nor track or trace it But I know somehow That I’ve been here before There’s no heaven or hell As far as I can tell Only new shapes and sizes And many different disguises I’ve been a rich man A poor man A black man A woman A cat, a flea A dog and a tree I’ve lived all over the world Through every century I’ve fought to suppress And I’ve fought to free Throughout time and history

If you are sick then you will die You’ll sink into the earth F$*k flying up through the sky This isn’t any fairy tale You have no wings So you can’t fly Do a lot of drugs if you want to get high Because out here all alone You can’t be saved You are not Jesus So there’s no one left to remove The boulder from in front of your cave And that’s a really big stone A tomb’s a tomb… It’s just a storing place for your mortal remains And what you now call home Is a shallow grave There’s no resurrection of decaying bone After much reflection that is my selection And if there is a God then I’m gonna get shot I think I probably worshipped the pot so let us hope he lets me atone I smoked way too many bones But at least I knew right from wrong And I always had pretty decent morals… At least in my songs….

With paths crossing in all different directions I’ve been up and down while searching for perfection There remains one who shows me to the road Maybe I should listen to what I’m told She was up there when I was down here Sometimes when I listen I pretend the words aren’t clear Another Christmas all alone Spent together with a phone Hearing your voice could never replace Looking into your eyes Seeing your face Maybe next year I could be with you December would be warmer If you were around the corner Upstairs or in the other room Holidays wouldn’t be so gloom

I’ve come a long, long way the last couple of years I’ve fought my share of demons until they disappeared Finally as I look now the coast seems clear I know it’s time to start but I don’t know where…to go I don’t know…what to do? I don’t know…what type of seeds I’m gonna sew I don’t know…I just haven’t got a clue I don’t know… what to do? I’ve penned ‘a many sad, sad song And shed a few tears I’ve had my share of lovers Who’ve all seemed to disappear To each one true To each one dear But the burden of it all Was just too much to bear For you know I don’t know what to do I don’t know I just haven’t got a clue I’m still looking for the perfect hole In which my seeds can grow But I know that not just any old hole will do

It's hard to be lonely and happy At the same time Right now that's what I'm thinking The thought I got in my mind I try to stay a busy buzzy bee And not let it get the best of me For you see this wall is all of my own making Since pollen is everywhere Right there for the taking... Yeah, I could be pollinating Yet I fly right by... Further and further on And farther away from the hive I gave it one last try And then I left it all behind... It's hard to be lonely and happy At the same time Right now that's what I'm thinking The thought I got in my mind

I sing to myself Usually in the shower Or sometimes in front of my computer Or when I take a long ride And sometimes... when I go outside I sing to the squirrels That climb on my bird feeder I sing to my cats who make the squirrels run and climb the tree To the birds on the limb it's like they're watching MTV And I sing to the clouds So that they may pass on by But this one's just for you It comes from deep down inside I used to be just like you We are still the same But now I’ve come to free you It’s just a crying shame To see you in such a state of sorrow Here's hoping you’ll feel better today And even greater tomorrow I used to be just like you We are still the same Now that you've freed yourself You can help me tip the scales And together we can change the game

I’ve been hearing the same songs play On the radio (On my radio) There’s a voice inside my head that says It’s time to let her go (But I can’t let her go) I don’t want to drift away Or get lost in this Mystic haze that lingers Between both love and pain I hope she’ll see What she’s got in me I’m an anchor Not a stone Still my heart keeps telling me No, no, no, no You can’t let her go Hold out for just one more day So I sit here all alone So I sit here all alone It’s time for me to go home Oh wait, I’m already home

I guess I knew it would come to this It’s time to roll up the sleeves I guess I knew it would come down to this Only one of us is gonna leave Only one of us will be walking You know I ain’t just talking The other carried out the door Because after you’re stabbed in the back There’s only one man standing you know it’s a fact The other’s bleeding on the floor Drinking too much is no excuse For what you tried to do I used to call you friend I used to put my faith in you You put your hands around my girl When you know to me she’s true I used to see you as a friend But now I’m coming looking for you

Well it’s not who you know… It’s who you don’t If you never see it… Will you ever do it? I bet you won’t Hide in the shadows… Hide in the cracks Hide because if they catch you You’re probably never coming back Run when you hear footsteps Don’t forget to pull down the shades They’ve been coming around here For days and days and days It feels like Friday night But it’s only a thirsty Thursday All it takes is something unplanned To turn your best day into your worst day Another cold wet morning Passed troubles come finding you again The world so fast is turning That you go looking for long lost friends Go away… don’t go away… I don’t need you anymore Fly away… don’t fly away… I just opened up my arms I’ve just opened up the door Go away… don’t go away…. I love you… I don’t need you anymore Fly away… I’ve just opened up the door Maybe we’ll meet again some day Go away…have to go away For I can’t waste the day tomorrow Just like I wasted yesterday

by tom jensen My heart…I can no longer feel it My soul… seems no one can heal it My art… is the only thing that saves me Your voice… was my saving grace Your face… you know just seeing it… Now breaks me Leaving me in this fallen state I watch the clock until the sky grows dark And I wait… And I wait… And I wait… I’m now on the outside…Peaking and looking in Into your window… And I see you with him I see you two smiling…wrapped in warm embrace As I sigh out loud…I have to turn away I watch you kiss…And talk about old times As you fondly reminisce… I can feel my eyes going blind I could have been your man Yes, I could have been that guy Had you just given me a try A little faith and a little more time Yet here I stand… Cold and lonely here outside Looking and peaking in your window… While trying not to cry

My life would have been your shrine If only my ways could have been refined Before I looked into your big blue eyes I never knew that I was blind ‘Twas you who could have saw me through Over the only mountain I failed to climb Yet I’m all alone here slowly dying My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine You were one of the people that could change Both the seasons and the weather My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine You were the girl that could have been mine If only I could have gotten myself together My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine My eyes can’t stop their crying Ever since you sent me back my letter My rainy day sunshine My everyday Valentine After you left I told myself that I was fine But before you came along I was so much better

This is the train that’ll lead me outta here Gotta get when the gettin’s good And now’s my time - the coast is clear For when you’ve gone too far you can’t turn back And when they don’t know your name they never cut you any slack Get back on track Can’t call this home again Don’t look back Time to get on that train again All of a sudden the world has grown colder When there’s someone behind you You find yourself looking over your shoulder They say there’s a Heaven but this sure ain’t it I keep on saying we can’t live like this So I’m just trying to find a place where I fit I’d rather be an outcast, be a misfit Then the king reigning over the land of sh*t I’m getting back on track…

I’m gonna buy me a guitar Maybe some day I’ll learn how to play I’ve already written the lyrics So I know just what I will say It’s taken so long just to get where I’m at Though I’m still looking for a place where I can lay my hat I’d like to shake your daddy’s hand Because he raised you right I’d like to kiss your momma Because she tucked you in at night If you fall I’ll pick you up – ‘cause you’re my baby When you’re down I’ll cheer you up – ‘cause you’re my baby I’ll do my best to bring you back to earth when you’re going crazy And I’ll do it every time you ask because my love’s not lazy Everybody needs a helping hand - sometimes even two When I cry you’ll dry my tears - because that’s what lovers do In this world of hate and lies - we all need something true When you need me I’ll be there - I know I can count on you Just as a child needs his mommy When he falls and scrapes his knee The touch of your lips makes all pain go away That’s what your kisses do to me

It feels like Friday night But it’s only a Thursday All it takes is something unplanned To turn your best day into your worst day Another cold wet morning Passed troubles come finding you again The world so fast is turning That you go looking for long lost friends I never heard a single whistle Until I got ran over by the train I never needed to go to rehab Until I saw you with Mary Jane Then my sanity got pushed down the stairs But down in the ditch no one really cares Dreams become nightmares Happiness replaced by fear It just so happened that when I turned around The train was already there

You said you’d had enough of this…bag of sh*t You’ve got to give it up and you got to give it up quick You said that you never believed that it would come to this Giving up what you need…could you ever picture it? Nah, I don’t think you could never picture it Everybody’s got something that they’ll never tell But you’ve been keeping secrets from yourself Cross your heart and hope to die Is living in a dream the same as living in a lie? Have you ever stopped to wonder… About whether or not you’ve fallen under? You might have thought once But you sure didn’t think twice Probably never bothered to think at all Now you’ve found yourself a prisoner of your own device You turned around and said “Jesus Christ! Who built this wall?” ‘Twas you…a little by little every day ‘Twas you who…now know the price that someday you’ll pay Because that someday is today and some things have gone astray “Twas not me…who kept you from being free” I can honestly say So go boo hoo hoo to someone other than me… Please, please, please…just go away You claim up and down That you’re the victim of circumstances beyond your control But when it’s easy to pick up then it’s probably harder to put down And you decided to take your chances so your luck is your own

Who wants to believe the lies? Who wants to keep it a surprise? Who wants to be led? Who wants to be fed? Me, me, me Who, who, who? Me, me, me Who wants to follow the law? Who wants to fight for a cause? Separate the flock Half to the left and the rest to the right Fifty percent give in The other half fight Who is with me? Who is against me? Who wants to help me? Who wants to prevent me? Only the truth Just tell it like it is This isn’t politics This ain’t show biz Who, who, who? Me, me, me And yeah You too

I’m out on the road And it’s getting lonely Ten bucks to my name But nobody owns me Sometimes it seems Like I’m the only One with a conscience And a passion for soul Once I was stronger But I’m still in control Who knows how much longer This levy will hold? With no one to console me I look to the open road No chains to hold me I look to the open road I am hundreds, hundreds Miles from my home I’m the only, only Car out on the road

Listen son your future is placed inside your hands If you're gonna go out and run the street If you ain't found what you want by midnight Go on home and get some sleep You got to get your rest If you’re gonna last in this game There’s no room for impostors There was only one Jesse James Running in the street The devil's biting at your feet With every corner that you turn There's always something new to meet Running for your life When the moon is bright Hiding 'neath the shadows In the middle of the night With your feet racing so fast It's so hard to tell where you've been Up upon the horizon of Heaven Down on the edge of sin Either lying on the sidewalk Or standing atop a ledge Always one extreme You're never ever in between

We always find ourselves here in the warmth of the day This place where rain and snowfall have all gone away At the edge of a cliff like children we play Right here, forever, is where I will stay We’ll stay forever and live by the sea We’ll stay forever just you and me There’s no place I’d rather be This slice of heaven is called home to me Come and follow me to this place Come with me and get one sweet taste When life’s too quick then slow down the pace So I can stop and admire your pretty face The smell of the trees blend with the sweet scent of the ocean Please tell me what you put inside of your magical potion After letting the waves caress our every motion Lay near the water as I rub you with lotion As I look out upon the sea I know you mean the world to me Here with you I’m finally free Free from this world’s insanity As the day evolves to night My eyes take journey on another sight The moon’s silver blue hue is all around In complete silence, no one makes a sound I am left to hear your heartbeat sound Cherishing the love I’ve found

Watch this! Watch me disappear I’ve finally made up my mind Packed my bags I’m outta here These lips aren’t made for talking But these feet are made for walking The door’s opened The door is closed What’s in store Nobody knows Some say that the devil you know Is better than the devil you don’t That is why some will leave And some just won’t Some won’t replant the seeds they’ve sown They’re not me, I chose the devil unknown Me? I walk away from pain Always carry an umbrella When I’m walking through the rain Some may stay while blaming fate I’m skipping town before it’s too late

The children are free But what happens as they grow Is still a mystery And I am not completely sure How I let it happen to me Night after night I swim in thought Trying to learn What was never taught Now I am part of the problem That I’m trying to solve Even with my good intentions I am still not absolved Who is the teacher of pain? Because hate is learned Who started the fire By which they are burned? Who started the fire? That burns inside us all And just who is the creator Who hears us when we call?

They told me… I was better than any other race I learned… That some people put a lot of stock In thinking that you can tell a lot Just by the color of somebody’s face They told me… That certain segments of society Were bleeding our economy, morality and even our personalities And that nowadays there’s just too much variety They told me… These guys over here were quite stingy My mama said that they been like that throughout all of time and history And she said their beliefs were unlike mine That they’re all going to die because they reject the resurrection I learned… After dating one for almost three years That they treated me like family And always wanted the best for me But mama don’t worry there were never any wedding vows And besides, anyhow, you don’t ever have to worry Because by now she’s gotta be at least Norwegian by injection

Just need a book beside a brook Your little nook to hide away To escape from the trouble You got into earlier that day Since wherever you are Is where you feel safe Seems you always find yourself In your favorite hiding place Now your hair is blonde and straight... But I remember when you had curls It sure seems like a lifetime ago Or dare I say from some other world I know 'bout that wrinkle 'round your nose That only shows when you're sad And I know you tend to bite your lip Every time that you get mad I just can't believe you left After all the happy times we had I keep on staring at the door Unwishing things I can't take back Wondering what's in store... What made you feel like that? Now my eyes are red and sore Time for me to take a nap

By Brian Rainstorm When it comes to making statements It’s best to let your actions speak for you… Or you run the risk of saying things That you don’t mean (or that are just plain mean) And soon people begin to ignore you Oh, it’s so true I know, you know, we know Still, that’s rarely what we do… Who wants to take the hard road? When relying on what is easy It’s the easiest thing to do Since it don’t ask much of you But what if words had legs And thoughts had arms? Would you still claim to be my friend Or would you do me harm? If desire was in the eyes Would you then gaze at me lovingly? If passion lingered on the touch of one’s lips Would we kiss in bliss for all eternity? Does love awake with the sun As if a laugh or a smile? Or does it slumber up with the stars Soothing back to sleep a crying child?

At the feet of the sheep is where I’m pointing blame The nerve of the herd to be so weak, so meek, so tame When just one dumb shepherd and a big, bad wolf Is all it takes to help self-contain The masses, the asses, The donkeys, the princesses, The knights and the mares All become fenced in by a pen That now writes about how Much that they don’t care… Sometimes... I make something out of nothing Or else turn nothing into something Not sure... If it's God given or innate Rheatorical or satirical Quantum or just spiritual or a bloody f%&king miracle... People say, "Well, isn't that something?" Bashfully I say, "Oh, it was nothing!" I could crush your skull like a rat on a ship Or I could dress you down out of your gown now strip! I could help you stand your ground with a fist Dance with you in a field of dreams… How could I resist?

Sitting here and holding you Learning another of life’s lessons New point of view Yes I’m alone or so it seems Inside your mind your see All these unlived dreams When you forget then I forget When you remember I turn my head Away in shame as I gaze up Candle light flickers… As my eyes tear up It’s not me who you want to be with You wish to run free like a little kid You're a mother – same as the Earth Who’s greatest ever joy was giving birth To a baby boy who you'll always put first Yet I could have been second Had I given you just a little more time Impatience again is what wrecked it And of course what am I expecting to find It's just another case of sabotage by design

As I tried to turn off the channel That was playing on my TV I accidentally broke off the knob It’s been stuck on all week Find myself with a sinking feeling That I haven’t been thinking a lot And the times when I do I just sit here tying myself in knots Are we a world full of criminals Who just aren’t getting caught? Is this message subliminal Or is it something we’re taught? As I tried to change the channel I just found more the same No one had any solutions to problems But it seems everyone had someone to blame Have we become a world of pointed fingers That never face or look at ourselves? A bunch of gun-for-hire mudslingers While stacks of books full of truth Sit collecting dust upon our shelves

I'm uneasy… It's creepy My stomach's queezy… I'm so tired Though not sleepy My brain's wired but my body can't move And my heart is always hungry Yet it only hungers for you… I feed my inner rat with the drippings of my soul As I sit and try to comprehend how I lost all control My soul disagrees with the part of me... With the voice that echoes, “Just let it be...” Yet ten days inside his own prison Can do a man a world of good He gets to see both what he is and what he isn't What needs changing if he only could So long as there's a mirror there His face can look back at him For if the time is right he can look inside And see what hides behind his own eyes See what makes this light grow dim Sooner, later or never… you're gonna get it For we know that often The greatest of lessons Are still left to be learned Sometimes you think you're there Only to catch your own wide-eyed stare As you hope you're not past the point of no return

On my last day of being thirty-five I thought a lot about my life Spent the morning in deep reflect About what I’ve done and what comes next? Long forgotten are all of those perfect waltzes Though it seems I can’t shake that single misstep Wishing time had stopped and I didn’t trip up And I hadn’t flopped and then hit the deck When everybody’s eyes were upon me I could have won their hearts… Instead they laughed Now again I’m starting to feel rotten And much older than I really am… As friends asked behind my back: “What happened to him, how’d he get like that?” One day he just left… And never came back That was the last page of the book… The final paragraph The end. Now fade to black…

See the beauty of being the first color of the rainbow As you see where it shall lead One by one the other colors will all follow The rain clouds pass by It’s no wonder why Because side by side There’s no need to be afraid Parents and children run Towards the happy tears of the sun And together as one That’s how they spend the rest of the day In this endless sea of harmony We get to see how easy it could be The brilliant vibrant joy of life Inside of you and me Became so apparent when The very first color felt free To embrace their place In the sky above As a gentle reminder That in courage there is love

Who doesn’t have two ways to tell their story? Yeah, one’s okay… But at times it tends to get too tedious, repetitious, monotonous, long-winded, redundant, tiresome, stale and just plain old boring Oh, but the second way is great Because the picture you can paint Can be that of some kind of saint With the background of a legendary hero As all the children chant your name And the soldiers proudly proclaim That dying for you or in your name ‘Tis no death with shame did not fall in vain They know there is power within restraint Yet there is no tone only black and white Not even gray now left to use to paint No imagination of a world of colors No variance, no vibrance, No blending, no shades I’d rather be me and be boring Than be king with all cardboard cutout subjects the same For that’s not exactly what I’d call glory Actually, to me, it sounds pretty lame…

I was born in Massachusetts In a town called Salem While my mom was lying on the table Busy screaming and wailing The year was nineteen seventy eight And compared to now it doesn’t seem real great My life was too simple All I’d do is eat, sleep and sh#$ Whenever hungry I’d just grab hold of a tit Now I’m not saying I’d ever do that again I’m a lot older now so it’s probably a sin Besides, I don’t think that that would be fun My mom’s almost fifty and she weighs a ton As I fast forward until puberty You’re not missing much Only beatings and bed-wettings And fat jokes and such I was a fat little bastard Who couldn’t run down the street Due to my own insecurity I made fun of those I would meet I was the toughest in my class Because of the size of my ass Don’t mess with me or I’ll sit on your head If I hadn’t matured then I’d rather be dead I used to play at recess, I’d sing and I’d dance Praying for some girl to give me a chance I waited and waited until days turned to years “Maybe I’m supposed to be gay” Became my biggest fears I finally realized that I pretty much sucked If I kept going on this way Then my life would be fu$%ed

We face our fate and pretend It’s our own decision Choosing our walk and our talk And the ways in which we act We dictate our moves Playing the game of life like chess with such precision We all try to prove our opinions And when in doubt we cling to them as fact I am closest to my ancestors As I climb down from my family tree I have been hit off the head by an apple And have come to understand My eyes are inherited As is all I see By these eyes I am gifted By my eyes I am damned Hatred is learned because racism stems from a difference Due to my bloodlines I’ve taught myself to think before I act For hatred can spread in an instance I try to free myself from segregation My shoes are traded for new ones As often as possible Because even with out my presence These streets are full of degradation For the prejudice and hate Present before my birth I am not responsible

I just felt it - a revelation From a higher power, a new sensation Did you feel it? Small vibrations? A complete focus of concentration Feeling dizzy - head is spinning Could this be it? A new beginning? Not sure why I’m feeling this way Oh God, please don’t take me away Hear a lost voice in my hear Try to listen, words unclear Wish I knew what it was saying Almost time to start my praying Heard something outside rather frightening Thought it was someone throwing lightening I just had a heart attack But my religion just gave me back Decided not to come and take me away Down beneath the earth where the devils play I had the shivers or was it the shakes Just one more chance and Ill do what it takes I got the problem and you the cure I’m so unstable yet you so secure Did you get the better of me? I look around but no angels I see Thank my lucky stars it was just a false alarm I was never in danger, far away from harm Must say Ill sleep good tonight Just one favor can you leave on the light?

Everyone close to me I push away And everyone afar never looks my way Is this purgatory? Is this punishment for my sins? Nothing ends, nothing begins Is this my fate? Will the grave I’m digging forever hold me? Forever unfulfilled, forever lonely Is this my cross to bear? Seems my pen is my best friend Is this my cross to bear? I turn around but no one’s there I belong to this world But it does not belong to me I am bound to my ball and chain I stopped telling myself that I am free Because that’s what I need A half-hearted belief The reason people pray The reason people grieve The very same reason Some others say the rosary And hell, I’ll try anything once If I think it’ll work for me

Whenever she blows kisses they’re aimed at you You know she’s married but there’s nothing you can do I guess when apples fill your eyes Nothing should ever comer as a surprise Fate will steer the course It’s not up to you to worry about divorce So far the voyage hasn’t left the bay Though there’s no telling how much longer Things will stay this way At least the docked ship has yet to cut its ties There is no reason to make up alibis When the christening starts the water gets deep But as of right now you shouldn’t lose any sleep Any time you’re the other guy You find yourself wondering why You know for sure you’d never make the first move You don’t need to be a cop to read the clues You continue to put it in the back of your mind Although you know you’re running out of time If poker was life then you’re two of a kind And if the dealer is bluffing then the players are blind

Surround yourself with paupers Hold your cane just like a king Converse with those knowing nothing Yet have opinions on everything Trade away your suit coat It no longer will keep you warm Like you it’s traveled many miles Become beaten, ripped and torn Throw away your memories Your dreams take up your mind Besides there’s nothing back there To entice you to ever look behind You drown all of your sadness So much that you begin to slur Everyone sitting at your table Thinks their hand is worse than yours The dealer holds the cards Let the chips fall where they may You know you’ve already lost Whether or not you play What if we start a new game? Where losers win and winners draw Kings and Queens would trade their castles And beds laced in gold for beds of straw

I am the voice But of whom? Just whom do I speak for? I’m not even sure if they’d like me to I am the man that you pass on the street Just the shadow of a man you’ve yet to meet Yet I do have a voice and a heart and a soul As well as desires not unlike yours But as you do not see me I begin to doubt I exist I must speak out though most of my kind would resist I wear no flashy clothes I do not care about what’s exposed But I assure you my insides sparkle as bright as any diamond And I am not alone, out here we are many, we’re just not easy finding But when we show our true selves then you will always know That you passed us on the sidewalk but never bothered to look us in the eyes You just kept walking with your someplace to go But now that you know who we are you’re suddenly surprised? Maybe you wish you stopped and said hello Maybe you shouldn’t assume everyone’s your foe Maybe you you’re still searching for the love you used to know Maybe you should unplant the seeds you once did sew?

As the bell starts sounding My heart starts pounding Legs start running A wiggling of the hips My master comes As I lick my lips I have become Pavlov’s dog Simply someone else’s pet Chained to a nature I am unable to forget A dog on a leash A cruel master’s hand Unable to speak Nor understand Collar around my neck Tied to a fence Hear the wolves’ howl Without any defense Fed whatever given Forced to wait until my time My master rules with his iron fist Over his subjects who are blind

In the place I live There’s two houses for every tree And you know what? It’s starting to get the better of me Still all the people seem fine It’s the birds that are the ones Who are just biding their time While perching on the power lines I imagine that they still sing out loud While watching people in the crowd As they’re walking down the street With blisters on their feet From walking many a miles on the hot concrete It ain’t no pretty scene When it’s a sure bet That if you want to see an animal You have to buy a pet The only spot you can go fishing Is in your neighbor’s pool But I suggest you bring a book You can’t change a world like this by wishing If you think you can then you’re a fool I suggest you take a better look When Lincoln, Washington and Franklin Are the only names that ring a bell It’s time to change the system Before we blow it all to hell

The boat was sinking What else was there to do? So after some thinking I knew what I had to do Stared her in the eyes This time without blinking And gently told her That we were through It’s quite a rough sea out there So be careful of whom you let on board Often just when you think that the coast is clear You may be attacked when you were just looking to go explore So I make sure that I’m the one who steers Because unwanted passengers I cannot afford The crew which I trust so much Not one of them can row against the tide When they’re weak I’ll be their crutch I will never leave their side But only if I know that I’ll feel their touch Upon my shoulder with a sense of pride And though this might seem a bit much I’ll still yank out there tongues if they ever tell me a lie For lying is not allowed And neither are sacred cows Or all of their bullshit I’m not a hypocrite… I’ve just gone legit

You keep waiting for her to walk in And maybe change your life forever Sometimes you think that day may come today Other times you think to yourself never That’s why god made the Russians black Or maybe white depending on your preference That is why I’m never going back I’ve now lost my point of reference Adrift on the sea all alone seeking tranquility Or at least a place to call home Feeling stranded and left by the side of the road Becoming both deaf and blind While still carrying my heavy load Seeking peace and quiet within my own mind Only hearing the noise of a silent riot No use to deny it Still looking but what will I find? I crawl into my cave Unable to be saved I lower my head Try to forget what I’ve said

The last time I was on a plane I wrote a song Since then nothing's gone right And yet time remains the same Still it marches on... But I blame myself For time never chooses sides Time never pretends to be anyone's friend Has no enemies or allies It just grows hollow, empty and cold After you've been begged to And pleaded for Bartered with and traded Then bought, stocked and shared Just to be resold It sure is hard to save face Being stuck in such a place Since the world's become one great race It's toward you now that all the heads have turned to You've learned by now at least That that much hasn't changed anyhow If you try and you fail And that nothing's working right Perhaps this time you should take a left Maybe it is time to go and follow the sun Rather than go chasing after the night

She’s been hiding out Which means we’re gonna have another hit song But that’s not always what it’s all about I used to sing about how that was all right But now I write about how that’s all wrong… She’s been hiding out At least lately she’s been hiding out from me And trust me, that ain’t a good thing for her It’s certainly not good for you and it sure sucks to be me… She’s been hiding out Hopefully she’s got at least something good to read A guitar to play, and a little something to eat A song in her heart as well as a few tears left to weep… I just wrote a country song a mile long And three oceans wide The type a song you wanna sing along You’re just never sure when and you’re never sure why…

Here I’m trapped like a fly in a web Pretty soon I’m gonna lose my head All I wanted to be was the queen bee Letting an entire hive Live to serve me… Live to serve me… Live to serve me… But like a shepherd With his flock of sheep Sometimes you run the risk What if they don’t sleep? Or what if they wake up? Oh, what then shall I do? I’ve been living my whole life Hoping that never comes true And now it’s coming true Oh, what shall I do? Now I’m trapped like a fly in a web Pretty soon I’m gonna lose my head All I wanted to be was the queen bee Letting an entire hive Live to serve me… Live to serve me… Live to serve me…

I gotta fit in I gotta fit in….soon I gotta fit in I gotta fit in…some how I gotta fit in I gotta fit in…some way I gotta fit in I gotta fit in…when? now? I gotta fit in somewhere But I’m not sure how I gotta fit in somewhere But I’m not sure if they’ll let A dog like me in the house I’d like to be part of the human race Without selling out I’d like to catch the smile That ran away from my face Oh there’s no doubt

The last twelve days… I’ve got confliction in my head For twelve days I’ve had this infliction in my soul For twelve days… I’ve been thinking about you And I’ve had thoughts I can’t control But I have found a shiny new toy Somebody who makes me feel better Someone to fill the void The last twelve days I’ve got confliction in my head For twelve days I’ve had this infliction in my soul The last twelve days… Now I don’t know what to do My thoughts are tied in knots Thinking about both her and you My heart is locked inside a box And I handed you the key For you to do with it as you choose You can hold onto it or else hand it back to me

By Brian Rainstorm Eanie meanie miny moe We’re gettin' laughed at by the laugh tracks of the T.V. shows If I hear one more clap… Slap… Someone’s getting punched right in the nose! Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Tired of being talked to death by the radio If he or she hollers I’m pulling the plug, yo… Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Dangle a politician out the window If he or she hollers Then let them go! Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Next it’s time to fire a CEO If he or she hollers To the flame they go! Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe Eanie meanie miny moe!

by tom jensen Something's been draining me Of all of my positive energy Lately, I've been feeling down and out My battery needs recharging Yeah, I gotta get outta the house I've got to find some deeper meaning About what this World's all about Can't learn anymore being trapped in here Wasting away my life Living underneath a cloud of fear I gotta find a new thing! Gotta get that passion back inside my soul I gotta find a new thing! that will bring back My self-worth, my love of self and my sense of self-control I can't stand feeling helpless As if my fate wasn't something that I create Where the footprints have been hollowed So that I follow along a path That has already taken shape That's when I know That I must escape

A brand new day Another chance Choosing exactly what to say to yourself Planning your attack in advance Hey, hey, hey Draw up the battle plans Hey, hey, hey Even Custard had one last stand Hey, hey, hey No surrender Hey, hey, hey, I fight ‘til there’s no more defenders Search all of the closets, the drawers, and look under the bed And then go and check all of the bodies to make sure they’re dead Been held captive for far too long a time There are still rivers to wade in and mountains to climb I’m not looking for total freedom Just enough to make me my own man Opened the window and released them Let out what I had in my hands But not everyone understands Adam knew there were apples that grow And that he couldn’t eat ‘em Some things you shouldn’t grapple with When you know you can’t beat them

When it comes to listening to music You’ve let your guard slip way down low There’s a better path it’s up to you to choose it Know when to say no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no You see what the media shows you You read what they put on the front page Never wondered whether or not they helped to mold you Did they lure you in or out of the cage? Us smarts one know the answer Yet nobody else even asked the questions Attached to strings yet they’re still a dancer Never had the foresight to wonder of other’s intentions I don’t believe in many individual people I take my creed in my own religion I’ll take a living maple over a dead steeple I make it the best that I can with whatever I’m givin’ And while some live to die Well, I guess I’d die to keep on living

I get remorseful when I hear your voice Still I must listen for I have no choice Cant always turn it off and on How uncertainly I react Lost all faith in mankind Cant think of any more questions to ask The race has been run And I still don’t believe Id like to take a few steps back To right before killers and thieves With all we’ve gained so much more we lack One man brought the world to its knees BEATLE MURDERED the headline was fact So many crying: Why did John Lennon have to leave? Kills all remaining faith Hurts my ears, hurts my soul Still I carry on your weight Seems the best never die old

When I got lost inside of a mall With so many floors and stores That I had to take a bus to find my car That’s when I was sure So I swore I wouldn’t go back there anymore… And I never did! When I heard that Eleanor Rigby Kept her faces by the side of the door Both the ones she wore And the ones she kept hid I felt like I had some new kind of pain Coming from a place that I didn’t know exists… It was somewhere right between Your eyes, my balls, your brains, my heart, our souls and your tits! When I found Jimmy Hoffa buried under my house Well of course, I had to find out what it was all about… In my discoveries I learned that This American Labor union leader Was an important regional figure With the International Brotherhood of Teamsters I’m still not sure what exactly that meansters But I’m doing my darnedest best to figure it out… Have no doubts…

I light it up… When I wake up And starting the day… Any other way… Would suck! Get up quick and try to slip away Pigs outta the pen Those b*tches in blue are blue the f$&^#@g you know who… Are at it again Somewhere there sneaks a little dirty rat Who tried to pull a rabbit out of a hat Heard a dirty word form a little bird Got to go out and gather up the herd And trample over more than just the plains For some things take much pain Drowned in an oasis… I light it up… And he never wakes up You go to sleep and wake up Start a new day Some breeds take up more space Let’s face it The dinosaurs have had…and will again have…their day There’ll be a new king of the jungle we just have to wait

So many things I long to tell you... So many words I've yet to say... Of course I know how much you hurt inside But it gets a little bit better everyday Where do you look to find salvation? Is it of this world or up on high? Yet separating one's self from one's heart Is far worse than the starvation of one's own mind Often living in reality Sinks to living in neutrality And eventually impartiality For soon you begin To live inside of a lie As her thoughts scatter She blinks her eyes For her mind is rattled To no one's great surprise How much longer Shall things carry on this way? There's only one For sure who can say She longs to give Yet she still lives day to day... Day to dying day

I’ve been growing tomatoes Out here in the fields For my entire life And what seems like About a million years I got my spot in the shade It’s a lot to know you have a trade In which you get to make a living And avoid blood spilling and killing With just my friend Ed And this rototiller here I got my pitchfork ready Like the corn I got my ear: For the sound of the dew drop In the morning before it starts raining I’m ready and willing to listen While waiting for the rising sun that glistens That’s when I love farming the best When most people would be complaining No, not me…because I believe in seeds And that we all live best in a state of harmony

I am too idealistic I will confess Maybe that’s why it’s taken so long I’m too young to settle for second best But I began to think that I was wrong Second rate wasn’t second best Since no one’s ever passed the test Until I studied you and you taught me A lesson in love called chemistry No I never would have believed it Talk about extra credit Never before could I conceive it I find myself asking if I really said it I was wasting away day after day Living from hand-to-mouth Navigating but losing my way As my life kept on heading south When the winter weather wasn’t warmer I’d learned I’d been led astray If a picture is worth a thousand words Then I’ve still got a lot more to say And so with that fact figured out It’s time – to do everything That I’ve talked about So I had better be on my way…

The one thing that I would never do… Is burn this bridge that leads to you One thing that I would never say… Is that baby I was born this way But maybe I was just a little late For the best things in life Sometimes you wait but you run The risk that things can get misplaced If you hesitate or stand idly by And rather than run the race You pull up lame and cry As tears roll down your face Never have I been one To promise you the sun I am just a man I hope you understand I love you… I did this for the best I trusted you… But you have failed the test As I sit here looking back at you I hope to god what you said is not the truth It’s not my fault….I never neglected you So why do you look at me the way you do I was not the one to put you in this place I just couldn’t catch your fall from grace

When I think of you There is so much to think about So many truths discovered Though still I have my doubts When I think of hurt I think of you And how the love boat we paddled sank When I think of love You escape my mind Leaving me to draw a blank I blocked you out along with all the problems That you brought to me I locked you out of my mind Slammed the door and lost the key I’m free to love again No longer bound by these chains My sanity is now Free from self-inflicted pain

I have gained so much love through experience Sometimes it’s hard to comprehend I have learned so much and I have come to trust I’m not one of those weaker men That’s why I’m not on the phone That’s why I’m still here alone That’s why I haven’t written you That’s why I have faith in what I do I have been lost Many times before And yet found my way again Closed and opened doors I’ve come and gone Sometimes I say goodbye And then make new friends The only thing that’s changed beside me is time All I have left are memories The things I cherish most Why? Because they’re mine Memories can’t be taken away Yes, I heard your voice today It takes a long time for pictures to fade Yes, I saw your face today

I spend my life unlocking my brain I bide my time while trying to find my mortal remains Often I try to hide by changing my name I only lie to avoid the good fortune of fame A perplexing paradox for what I do But not for what or who I am For there's a vale to be seen through Once it's made clear the master plan Every word I write Every song I sing Was only meant to be read Or listened to by you For your eyes and for your ears It lives and it breathes... It walks and talks... And as it hungers it feeds... Then it shall disappear

It’s all right when I’m sleeping It’s only hard when I wake up When we’re not together We’re only waiting for the breakup After you see their true colors There’s no more need to wear make up So now that I’m finally free I’ve got some extra time to take up I ended up on your street I went to the left and you lived to the right Now I’m walking back on home There’s no chance that I’ll spend the night We could’ve had something But I guess it’s all right I guess I’ll just be polite So let’s just call it fate Then there’s no need to fight With no more words of love There’s no need for words of hate… It’s all right

I've been waiting here for the phone to ring For this next call will change everything Maybe not who I am But surely where I'll go And perhaps whom I'll be with Oh...sometimes the clock's hands Move soooo soooo slow... I wish that I could speed up time I wish that I could read your sign I wish that I could read your mind Actually, I wish that I didn't have to try I been tappin’ into my spirit guide I thought I lost my way the other day Got scared for a second… But then I felt okay Because I ain't got nothing but genuine love The type that is patient and kind That's heaven sent from above There are lovers and lusters As well as givers and takers Professional victims and naive trusters Just as there are builders and there are breakers Which am I? Well, if you have to ask... It would seem to me That we're just not a good match...

Well it seems that there’s only one sure way To ever stop loving you… That’s for me to say goodbye What I say is the truth… I’ve been asking around and it seems to be true Never seen so many broken hearts… Or met as many men who have cried Just from being away and separated from you… Yet I thought I would be different so I fought I fought and lost everything… Lost my will to fight in love’s war I even pawned the engagement ring… If you ever listen to our song Someday after I have gone… It’s like I never left you It’s like we never broke our bond But if you wallow in pity and misery With every thought you think of me… Just know I am sorry to have upset you I wish you nothing but the best for you see

You know that I write about what I’ve been through You know that I’m right about what I hold true You know the answer to why I’m here And I know the answer to why you’re leaving But you know some memories will never disappear For you know you brought me nothing But love and cheer And I tried to bring you closer to yourself And what you believe in So now, my dear, I guess we’re even It’s just so sad that the changing of the season Seemed to come so fast this year Sometimes everybody needs to plant a little seed And seek the safety of a flower in this world of weeds Sometimes everybody needs a little bit of relief A little something to give you the power To turn your words to deeds And set your mind at ease Even if only for an hour It’s that every hour which we must seize

To think that something great Could come from my present state To think that such a piece of art Could be molded from this broken heart To think that I could find a way to build When I feel so self-destructive Too often sad and idle time has killed Opposed to being used for something productive There’s always something to be learned And always something that can be shared We can choose to use such fires to burn Or we can pen a page with pretty words or hurtful swears

See saws... Only when you're alone can you stay down Because... You're actually smiling when someone sees you frown Did you know that there are five hundred shades of gray? Or that the human eye can see a candle burning from fourteen miles away And that pain only comes when You have nowhere to direct your love I try my best in this endless quest To stay grounded rather than stare above I lead the followers But I play follow the leader, too I could write an entire book (In fact I have) about everything I've tried to do Some people collect knowledge I try to acquire wisdom Wisdom is knowledge sprinkled with love Life is ten percent what happens And ninety percent how you deal When push comes to shove

There is a symphony playing in my mind And it will only play for me Sometimes I try to write it down Though it somehow remains free So pure and true No pen or paper could ever hold The only thing that's mine That I hold in this world so cold Sometimes the music sounds When life has got me down It's the only thing that awakes me from my sorrow Sometimes the music plays When my happiness goes away Reminds me there's always hope for tomorrow

When I dropped a blunt S traight down the open grate Oh man, you shoulda seen The stone cold look on my face... He said, "That's for the people!" I said, "No, that one was for the rats!" But don't worry I'll get you back I got a PBR Tall Boy in the fridge If you're thirsty And left over chow mein If you need a late night snack... He said, "When you grow what we grow You don't charge money you just give" I said, "Yeah, that's how I do it, too It's just the best way to live..." As he pulled out two more he said, "He'd smoke them down the next street" I told him, Think of all The cool people you'll meet And to have a great night my friend I'm out... Peace!"

There is danger Out on the street Faces of anger For you to meet And some even stranger Others you can’t see The chosen that always were Along with those that’ll never be Their engines are burning You can feel the heat While the rest of them keep turning Down a dead-end street This is a warning To you from me: Pick your brain Pick a lane In the rain Don’t drown or be washed away In the wind Don’t be blown astray It’s a sin That’ll haunt you everyday The end begins When you start singing songs about yesterday

by tom jensen I arose as one with the sun And the dawn's new light I'd been fighting this time Against the day before's night So anxiously awaiting For you to come back home For all I needed was a hug Couldn't get that on the phone Lately I'd been feeling Unsettled and unfulfilled Spent too much time of mine thinking Yet I find myself thinking still I know that I am now needed Somewhere for something by someone Knowing there is so much that I can do That so far had been left undone I was hoping you could help me Find out exactly what that was I was hoping you could help me You know that you've earned my trust I'm longing for your healing touch To take the form of a warm embrace For I'm now feeling down on my luck Oh how I miss your smiling face

The angels flying by are just average compared to you The sun that shines so high just doesn’t seem as bright The sky that hangs above just doesn’t look so blue The clouds floating by just aren’t so pure and white When I stare into your eyes They all just fade away Though they all are so beautiful You’re what brightens up my day Certain memories I have of you Act as a mirror to my soul Reminding me of how far I’ve come And still how far I have left to go This light you shine is never bending Your helping hand is always lending This heart you’ve broken is always mending For my love for you is never ending You can’t appreciate love without a little pain Nor the sun without a little rain I was a candle that needed lighting You gave me the spark that keeps me fighting This once black raven Has turned to dove For all you’ve done I give you all my love

By now I’ve lost all hope - what else could I do? Except grab my pen and smoke a cigarette or two So it comes to no surprise That smoke gets in my eyes So I begin to cry…okay I told a lie It wasn’t the smoke at all The reason my tears did fall Down below it all it’s because she didn’t call She made me feel so small And I begin to ball…tears like rain I’m going back to bed to rest my weary head And forget all that I’ve said Now my story’s been revealed Could no longer be concealed My emotions never heal…my eyes still red There, my story’s now been told My pain has now been sold My heart’s as black as coal Hidden deep within my soul Like a sailor deep at sea Who has forgotten his history

I have known and lost someone For every leaf on the tree And as each one fell Up grew another seed Once spring has sprung You must return to the roots that made who you are When the sun has gone You gaze up past the clouds to find your star You know where it is Just as you know who you are As everything changes it returns to dust All in all you know who what you can trust Besides yourself is there anything else? Can you grab a hold when the world is gonna melt? The decisions you are faced with Nothing can replace it Nowhere to hide Once you venture inside Into the cave of your soul And only you know what it holds Do you find it? Do you hide it? Did you sign it? Will you fight it? Or do you defy it? When all is said and done Catch hold of the wave and ride it

Some speak of eight multiple intelligences Where I’m from you’re lucky to even find two But this is not my system it’s the way I found it What do you expect just one man to do? We’re not taught to change the system We’re only taught to obey Never a lesson on how to start a revolution Only lessons on the price we will pay The students in the class Have all been rearranged But the teachers are still shackled To the same rusty chain Told to teach what history has taught Though history repeats itself The more things change The more that they remain the same Racism, segregation Prostitution, revolution New problems Old solutions Won’t somebody tell me What’s the truth then?

Something comes from nothing Is this how the world began? Do you believe in the big bang theory? Or that god just waved his magic hand It doesn’t really matter much to me To a man who only believes in what I see I’m as free as a kite I’m as high as a bird The sun goes ‘round the earth ‘Cause we’re the center of the universe Ain’t there no one more important than me But some believe the worst In the damned and the cursed In some old book full of history I don’t put my hand atop a bible It goes right on to the gun I have never heard of Cain and Abel Or where the hell they’re from Or any of their descendants Where ever down the line Give a damn for you and yours And what also can be mine Don’t give a damn about material things Only about fulfilling my dreams Do my best to do my best for others Believe that we are all brothers So I run when I hear somebody scream

My creativity cannot be bound by any chain I am what I am and I will always remain the same A rose shall always act like a rose Just as a thorn will always strike a nerve Such a threat that some things pose Yet in the end we all get what we deserve My job is to inform the uninformed To spread my view with a tongue of scorn To tell who might as well be going to hell And decide who should have never been born You better stay on my good side Or else you risk facing my angry wrath By my moral code I abide I have always tried choosing the good man’s path If by chance you’ve either failed to find the road or often strayed Then you run the risk of my pointed pen and its ink of fury The laws we’ve agreed on you should have obeyed Just be lucky I am not one of the twelve on the jury

I am fighting the enemy Inside of me As we speak… Oh yeah I forgot That you can’t see… But every week… I have been getting stronger And I find my fuse… It keeps getting longer When I carried myself Full of hatred and anger It felt like my fingernails Were digging into my own skin Like I was the lone cliff hanger I am simply seeking solace in the eyes And words and thoughts of a relative stranger Than fiction but it’s become my favorite addiction Reducing tension when and where there is friction I seek the divine guidance of a goddess; a vixen Who is not-so-quickly second-guessing That there might be something omni-present And all-knowing within our being Of ourselves - one knowing our true meanings Be it to the left or the right Of whichever way we think we’re leaning…

Some say these are the best years of my life So I ask why they’re so full of unsettlement and strife So busy working my fingers down to the bone That so tired I am I only sleep when I get home Been like this for years it seems one day repeats itself Over and over again so much so that I begin to doubt myself This monotonous circle, so on and on this hero’s saga goes Leading my way through the wilderness filled with highs and lows Following a light, my guide That not everyone possesses the courage to find But why is it that even in the daylight Some things can make you think you’re blind? Feet so bloody from walking A tongue so tired from talking A brain so wired from thinking My eyes so weak from blinking Give up, for this is much more than you can take Sleep through all your dreams just to know you are awake Bow your head as you crawl your way back to your cave Chalk it up to one more man you know you could not save Maybe yesterday was the day you finally realized That there is nothing that happens in this world that can take you by surprise Once you look deep inside the depths of your soul You’ll know there are no diamonds in this land of coal There are miners out there somewhere Yet their fingers still have failed to touch You don’t believe the stories you often hear You may be fooled a little sometimes but not all that much

There is now tuition for my class on philosophy Whoever reads my stuff Should have to give me a dollar Maybe I’ll sell my poetry on the street For just a buck a piece Maybe ten for five, or five for three Or else I’ll sell you a line or two for a quarter Smack myself in the face I can never sell out I’d be going against all the shit That I’ve been talking about I’ve finally figured out how We can all join together peacefully In death, in trust All for the better The betterness of us Plant a good seed Should all men and women Pledge to the decree Try to make everybody I see Better from meeting me If everyone makes everybody better Then we can finally live all together This one didn’t rhyme so great But it’s the light It’s more than just letters and sounds It just means that much me…

Everything that was once important Has since made an about face turn Ideals and values I once wrote so proud The paper on which they were written on has burned I once heard a wise man say The only certainty in life is change Opinions drift with each passing day Nothing ever remains exactly the same This good life I lead Along with my love for you I may find I no longer need And they could die too The high road I walk could suddenly crumble I might find myself among trash cans in an ally The mountains I climbed may be a volcano and rumble For fear of explosion I may hide in the valley The very place where I learned how to climb Another message it may send The sun which I followed may make my eyes blind The winds may howl causing my moral foundation to bend

Well, I got another story to tell And this one’s of a personal nature And, of course, it doesn’t turn out so well Something like… I like you, I love you, What??? Go to hell, cause now I hate ya Guess those old falsehoods were true I did but at least I didn’t say “I do” Do the names even matter anymore? When you find yourself always losing Do you keep on keeping score? And that last one was a doozy You know, a couple of parts are still sore So I’ll add your name onto the list Of pretty faces I couldn’t resist But when we put it to the test I’d kinda wished we’d never met And though you would never know by our kiss I thought I hit the mark but found out I missed And I’m not the type to settle for second-best So I’ll burn your pictures along with all the rest

Seems like the most peaceful time of my life Is simply laying alone in bed A time when my mind is not my own The voice I hear is softer As it echoes through my head Lasting words flash like pictures Swimming in memory I try to capture them forever Never forgetting all you’ve done for me Putting my body and soul in harmony For you’re my Inspiration to try my best As I leave it up to Him all of the rest As god up there in heaven Sends his Angels down to earth Very few pairs of eyes can measure How much they’re really worth I have never been know to be adviceless My tip to you is priceless Through your descent from way up high You’ve shown me what it is to be on the other side

The path is twisting, the path is turning Some kind of feeling deep down is burning God comes in all colors, shapes and people This beautiful girl could be my steeple There are paths leading up and paths leading down But I can’t just pack up and leave this town God’s in you and maybe even in me But in the darkness it’s hard to see Got to keep searching I’ll find it in time Hopefully I’ll get there with you still mine The low road is easy and the high’s full of pain With each coming step a little is gained I’ve taken the low road and dredged through the mud While you took the high road escaping the flood We both followed paths with directions unclear From two different corners of the earth Yet we both ended up here I was washed away and set adrift by the sea You found me on the shore and you rescued me

When your back is in knots and you feel tied down to your job You see working class stiffs starve themselves While the fat man cheats and robs Why did you become who you are? Cleanest man in a town surrounded by slobs You look at your life and wonder why Why are you always the nice guy Because you know where they finish As you see a sunset with shades of gray sky Maybe you should give in give their way a try Evil at every corner Goodness hiding beneath its wall The devil inside ever mourner Yet god is there can you hear his call? Holding the line while keeping your fingers crossed With this world moving in every direction hope you don’t get lost When you leave all you can take is your name You can play your hand yet you can never escape the game

I am just a puppet man Dancing for another’s hand Kicking my legs from side to side But beneath this painted face I assure you that I cry The cross I bear is not at my back It shadows me from up high To the strings I am attached They’ve never given any slack Waving my arms from side to side Isn’t there a time when enough’s enough? To think that Pinocchio thought That he had it rough To never know what freedom brings Until the day that they cut my strings To finally escape this disease To be able to move anywhere that I please

Huh money’s nothing but a sin to be born And you ain’t ready for what’s in store Stay in your house Stay in your room You still can’t hear the sonic boom Live for today and forget tomorrow When there’s happiness now There ain’t no tomorrow The tempter’s tempt The government’s exempt But every mistake is realized tomorrow Where exactly is he? That Uncle Sam For only he knows how screwed I am It’s his laws by which I’m served Still my fate is undeserved Passed on to me by my forefather’s kin This special code that we call sin Its just like hunting on the forth of July Punished for his sins is why I die But during this time there is no guilt On the foundation of mud we’re built And we all know what happens to mud When the dam breaks in comes the flood Buried up to our neck and trapped in our breachers I ain’t god but I’ve heard the preachers When no one lends a hand Our castle is made of sand

One eyed Sin Bad the sailor Went to see the local jailor She was cute so he wanted to nail her She wrote him once but he wouldn’t mail her She got angry so she raised Captain Ahab’s bail Sin Bad wanted to free him so went out to sail His pockets were a empty Someone somewhere out there had plenty Sin Bad thought that they should share Rumors of a gold mind Passed between his ears from time to time And Sin Bad’s pockets still were bare Raise the sails and hoist the mass Sin Bad yelled, “Let’s go kick some ass” As he tilted his head and toasted his glass Drool slid down their mouths with every ship they past Sin Bad was once a pirate But call him that now and he’ll get irate The last time it happened the boat almost sank The last sound heard was the anchor clank Sin Bad said someone had to walk the plank Too bad the only one left on board was his first mate Sin Bad’s now an investor He wears a crown and carries a cane just like a jester Made his fame and fortune as a firecracker tester It’s all cannon fodder now as the other ship always sank better

Did anyone get the number of that train? The one that knocked me flat on my back I was cruisin’ the railway again Found myself walking back down the track The way was dark and my foot got caught When I heard the conductor blow his whistle My hands dulled numb as my eyes grew wide That fu$%ing train hit me like a missile Twenty-three Twenty-four Twenty-five feet in the air The pain of it all I just could not bear When I looked down and noticed that my legs weren’t there No, no, I won’t use no more public transportation Since I required hospitalization But at least justice was served Good old law and order When the seven figure check finally cleared I wheeled my chair straight for the border Because they had to raise the price of the fare Up by a buck and a quarter

Here at your side I feel so alive As every waking hour Is confused with a daydream My fantasy world Has become my reality A child reborn Who’s eyes are now sun beams After looking so long For the love we all seek I have staked my flag At the top of the peak As my strength is gaining Week by week A heart dripping love Shall never mend its leak With you I have found my future After a past so bleak In this world full of lies You know the truth I speak My everlasting thanks For your timely inspiration In mending my will and soul And ending their separation

Something there was going on But you missed it by a mile I was there with a buddy of mine And all we did was smile We didn’t need to worry About impressing any fools Didn’t go looking for nothing Didn’t have to keep our cool My buddy got shut off by the owner And he only had two beers I even argued that he was twenty-nine And that he was wise beyond his years I danced with a thirty five year old She French kissed me out on the floor I ended up slipping her my number But only god knows what’s in store Someone shouted wasabi And everybody bowed For we went to a bar Where almost anything’s allowed

This rhyme…this time Is unlike any other kind you’ll find I bet my mother And she bets her good right eye She lost the other… No, don’t ask how or why… Yes, she knows I would not lie But she’s not sure ‘bout this other guy The one with the misplaced crocodile-like smile Oh you say you missed him because he just stood idly by Oh….don’t cha know… Haven’t you been told Not to trust the quiet ones Whose closets are filled With either skeletons Or else lots of guns I wrote your eulogy… Got what I’ll read in my head But the funny thing is… The fact that you’re not dead Was it wishful thinking? Or just wisely planning ahead? Is this admissible as evidence Both what I wrote and what I’ve said? So you wanna go to Hawaii? Yeah??? Pull a Jimmy Hoffa and disappear? No!!! Don’t pack a bag, don’t say a word Just board a plane and you’re outta here

You’re in violation of your probation So we’re taking you down to the police station That was the first time I ever saw a cop smile So I knew I was going away for quite a long while With a six month suspended sentence hanging over my head They brought me to my cell with shackles on my legs Three hots and a cot And a book about war is all I got Well bitch and complain I just may But hopefully six hundred pushups a day Will keep the bad men away and at bay Am I Andrew Dufrane? (No way!) I have to wear them These are my shoes In this land of unfair laws You have to pay your dues When the punishment is known before hand You get the right to choose I chose wrong So guess what? I lose (Reader's note: This is fiction. Knock on Bogg's wood!)

Power is as power does Through out all history and time Keeping us separate be it by church or state Keeping us from straying from our neat little lines Oh, because that could lead to disobeying And with that they ask who gave you that advice? Hey, I’m just saying that there’s not many Whose talk is not cheap but actually full priced What’s bigger than God? And often above the law? Wants to treat a man like me Like I’m some kind of f%^&#$g slob Don’t learn the corporatists’ math Because it’s fundamentally flawed It states the when you take away somebody’s humanity It’s addition by subtraction they’re not really getting robbed Hint: it’s usually green, silver or gold It’s just like a sickness or disease Once it gets inside it grabs a hold And tries to gain control Begins gnawing away at your soul Oh..oh…Eehh…eehh…

When I hear really bad news I laugh After finding these ancient paragraphs I laughed for an hour and a half And I kissed your photograph The rise and fall of the tide Rolls hand in hand With the fate of man And now I can understand why Our Mother Earth is going to get hit by some serious sh*t So bunker up and hunker down and tell your loved ones To find higher ground you don’t wanna be left swimming When this thing comes round…. It’s better to be safe than sorry than on the outside looking in Though I’d much more enjoy seeing everything get destroyed I’d find more joy in that than in helping to build it back up again Because I am one of those weaker men… Won’t you dare to be stronger than your enemy? Think it fair to spare their life when they retreat When you dare to be bigger than the machine That’s when nothing can stop or steel your dream

Hey Shitstick Hick WTF — God’s Great Gift... Whud ya ever do with it? Independence you declare Then give a nig a 2/5ths share! Yeah A rope… a tree Now let us go and find a darkie A hood… a robe So only us in da club know A match, a cross, some gasoline Gets our point across while we remain unseen Strange fruit grows from seeds of discontent You lost everything you had and now you’re wondering where it went? Once I searched for a savior to save me Soon I learned that the world only enslave me Because as soon as they take the savior away Everything that is left all goes astray

I’ve got something on my mind so I better just say it I hear the music in my heart but I just can’t play it I feel good inside but I can’t explain it I don’t mind when people cry I don’t mind when it’s raining I don’t mind when most people die At least they stop their complaining I’ve been led by many people, places and things There’s just so much out there in which to believe I’ve loved many people And then had to cut my strings Just to end up watching each of them leave Have to go and plant another seed Go and find something to fill the void For idle time is the devil’s toy For sometimes being alone Is worse than being unemployed Sometimes you’re Siegfried Sometimes you’re the tiger And sometimes you’re Roy

There are mice in your cellar Trampling across the floor Deer in your back yard Nibbling the bushes near your door Chipmunks living inside the cracks Along your wall of stone Snakes slithering in the grass Now call your backyard home It seems that Mother Nature Has no bed on which to rest She’s been labeled as a nuisance And branded as a pest She’s been kicked out into the cold Deemed second best It seems some have forgotten Just who the host is and who’s the guest Mother Nature has survived throughout all this time But she now faces her greatest test… The time bomb….the ticking clock! And it won’t be long…before all is lost Sold out…in the name of a buck! When it’s no longer cold out… It’s not just the environmentalists Who are getting fu$%ed And what about the government? They still don’t have my trust! And how about the rainforests? It’s all getting either burned or cut!

The moving van is coming Our troubles we’re out running Gong to another place Trying on another face Going out fishing for another start Holding and aiming another dart Got the flint just need the spark Maybe this time we’ll hit the mark This game of life is where fortunes are made To hell with aces and eights going for a flush of spades In this land of dirty dealers, faith stealers, cheap feelers, and guilt concealers Surrounded by broken dishes, floating fishes, fake kisses and ungranted wishes Got to keep moving just to stay above the water And to think with global warming that it’s only getting hotter To sink or swim in either spring water or gin Getting healthy or getting sick they both seem to do just the trick

Rage… It’s surely cardinal if not primal Seems almost medieval and during struggles for survival When focused it is unmatched and perhaps even unequalled In the proper hands when it’s well-harnessed It’s second to love in having the greatest of powers However with each use its sharpness becomes blunted As it loses its precious preciseness Once it becomes too tarnished When suddenly many become harmed It is sure cause for panicked alarm So you must first confine it Hence just to contain it Find out what provokes it For once rechanneled You can then re-aim it… Away from family and friends And those who stand beside you At the very least just make sure That they’re not standing in front of you But are far safely behind you… For when you rage out in great anger All in your path is subject to grave danger Everyone from cherished loved ones To complete and total strangers

I’m a part of everything And yet I’m unattached I stopped taking stake in the game Now what do you think of that I’m a vassal with no castle No knights, no king, no queen I wasted the day Being sad and blue I wasted the day Feeling bad about you What do you want me to say? Do you want the truth? You never loved me anyways I was just being used Now who’s running away? What was I to choose? All feeling is dead Yeah, I just cut you lose

It’s time to be great Just to be great Only for the sake Of greatness itself It’s time to be great Just to be great Only for the sake Of pleasing one’s self This rhyme This one’s just for me… Not for all the other cats Those birds and them bees This rhyme’s Only test is time… Can it rock out there in the forest… Living high with all the other trees? Will it make it in the jungle… Where the fearsome creatures feed? My best guess is That they’re leaving The answer up to me… (ha ha, I get it: leaf-ing… the tree…) It’s time to be great!

Since Nomar’s nose wouldn’t fit in the guillotine I love it when Derek Jeter bleeds Because I’m from the land of misery Where it’s been eighty-six years (Or insert year here) Since nineteen eighteen And that’s the last time We had the winning team Everyone around here knows what I’m talking about Should have pulled Pedro, Buckner, Burton, Lonborg, Pesky and that crazy Frazee out Lately it’s been getting worse Sh*t...F*%k Bill Buckner! Pesky's relay still really hurts Some say we’re cursed By some fat dead guy in the dirt But then along came Curt !!!

One hundred percent genuine Lyrical gold is what you’ll find I am the creator of worlds Shaping thoughts that molds mankind Just to see my face People form a line To see one of the greatest Of history and of all time Yes, I’m the best A living legend Within my own mind I am the king of rhyme Now there’s no rest In playing pretend Now I can do it Without even tryin’ Lyrical gold, verbal silver Or words of bronze My best guess is I should rejoin This planet that I’m on

Turn all that negativity Into positive energy Unravel what this world wants from me Keep travelling until you end up Where you're supposed to be Just like your last name was Wilbury Decide if the truth was ever carved in stone Yes, men have moved mountains Yet have never moved them alone Any carpenter can build you a house But it's up to you to turn it into a home The idols are many The Gods are few What you believe in is up to you And the book that was written Well, at least part of it is true When it's your time Is anything left beside your name? Is there any greater sin Than a mind that'll never change? That will always remain the same

I just found a new drug: If you could only see What it was I was seeing… It started out in love: And then she appeared In the form of a human being I lost my sense of discretion… Tossed it out the window After we passed the last gas station I lost my sense of direction… Now I’ve got no clue, no Don’t know which way I’m facing My view is all askew and that’s alright My head’s been condensed but my defense is airtight Since the road’s paved with gold Please put the pedal to the metal There’s still a long way to go To the airline and then to the boat I’ll be the first in line to get high But the last in line to row

He’s quite a tall-tale teller A dark-haired handsome feller He wears all black but never leather He’s so afraid to be a cellar dweller Just another blind man’s Helen Keller He thinks he’s so clever Believing everyone and everything Can all live forever…together…however… You and I know both know That we can go whenever For any reason whatsoever As our only true treasure Is finding love in this endeavor Stocked full of both pain and pleasure And then we’ll end up wherever He never lends but always borrows Likes to play pretend never shows his sorrows Never makes amends just keeps saying tomorrow So it comes as no coincidence that all his promises are hollow But he has got no real defense When he says we can’t see the forest for the trees He’s always caught up in suspense Naïve blindness is his disease Or perhaps he just might be slow And that’s why he doesn’t make much sense Seems he surely won’t make change Seing him standing with his crutch is such a shame There’s just so much that he doesn’t want to know

Now it's an 'X' What used to be the 'G' When it comes to having sex What's happening to me? I used to be involved Now I watch it on T.V. Some might say I have evolved I'd like to hang them from a tree... My movie's rated X But my sex life's rated G Sure, X might mark the spot But reporting live from behind your mother... Is where I'd Dan Rather be 'Cause she so damn hot! I'd love to pluck her Down to that last fig leaf First I'd taste the fruit Then I'd plant some seeds I’d mark my territory like a wolf Spraying every tree that I see Then I’d ask her to give it to me Just one more time! Before I fell back asleep

I lost my spirit I lost my soul When I never let Anyone get near it It just took off All on its own Uh Oh... I lost my spirit And I have since lost faith in myself The moment I failed To really fully trust In something or someone else I lost my spirit Everybody knows... It shows... Sometimes even the Emperor Even he wears no clothes Uh Oh...

She was a bender and a molder A shape shifter always in full control And I was her good soldier Playing follow the leader Believing that I need her In order to dig a little deeper Sometimes I hear that mind creeper You see that she turned me into a light sleeper… Gotta keep on or lose your toes Now I wish I could start over But that’s not the way it goes When it comes to being sober For you see that authenticity Has become the exception Nowadays people say: Hey! Don’t cut in line I was next So you can see - just look at me You know I’m afraid of rejection: I - I - I stutter… why? There’s no reply So I’m open to suggestions…

Wipe with left Shake with right That's the secret... The meaning of life When you walk into the outhouse Check for toilet paper first Or else you might have to switch hands And sing this song in reverse: Then it would be: Wipe with the right Shake... Let's start over Then it would be: Wipe with the right Hell, shake with the right, too Might as well be like everyone else Keeping one hand clean for you...

The weight of the world Falls upon my shoulders And I let it drag me down I feel shackled to this boulder That I’ve been carrying around I see so many people who Still think just like you I wish to erase and create a blank slate And give ‘em a good talking to What else can I do? I see so many people Losing faith in themselves Never wondering if they could make a difference So instead they leave it to someone else And that’s the world we’re living in In this great state of divide Now you know why I do what I do Me and these friends here of mine

I don’t know what to tell ya… I used to be a pretty good fella… Then one day I did something that might sound strange It was during the Ides of May That I changed my name That led to changing ways Which changed my means Now I spend my days Cutting myself on shattered dreams Left with no escape Without a leap of faith Yet who would catch me were I to fall? No one, that’s when I chose to crawl And THAT was when I lost it all When I lost it all Lost it all

Black face in the window of a white house Watching the former owner say goodbye He’s packing up his bags and moving out Kind of ironic that this time it’s the white guy Who is the one heading back down south Martin Luther King Jr.’s dream lives on Fifty years later that dream has become real One man unites us and his voice is strong The will of people has been forged in steel Today’s the day the pain and hurt is gone The day our nation’s wounds have healed Finally we received the change that we needed Thank God it came just in the nick of time Four hundred years of pain’s been defeated Not through war but the ballot box line Though history can never fully be deleted This new chapter to date is thrillingly divine

When she smiles I frown I picked her up Can’t put her down Within a month I’ll be leaving town… If I want to move on It’s best to move around If this keeps going on I’ll get a nervous breakdown Seems like all of my life It’s been like this Always find myself Reliving our last kiss Been a long time … Since she was mine And now she’s his As I keep on watching All the things I miss So I wrote her off And then she wrote me a letter I took some time off Hoping I’d feel better… Now things are getting’ hot And I don’t mean the weather For this second time I’ve been planning something clever…

She came to me late one night As a damsel in distress I’m always the type to lend a helping hand I surely will confess But how she knew I would help her Is still anybody’s guess I spotted her near the bottom of my driveway Hiding behind my crumbling wall of stone I wasn’t sure if she was all right But I sure knew that she was all alone Because of the bag she was holding I knew that her small hands trembled Because of the confusion in he eyes An infant child she resembled Due to some mysterious weight on her shoulders She was unable to stand very tall When I noticed that she was crumbling like my wall So to her I softly called There was a sparkle in her eyes When ours did meet It turns out she was running from trouble Which was on the very next street

I do what I do But at least I do it well Will it get the better of me? Well only time will tell Extreme in nature No moderation Trade your future For a new sensation Hoping you don’t end up On a permanent vacation But in this world Both life and death Are causes for celebration The waves are getting higher But there’s no place to dock the ship You’re starting to look tired Let me give you a tip If anyone waving a flag Or anyone holding a badge Comes your way Hey listen to what I say You better run away This ain’t no place to stay Don’t look back Grab your bags and pack And that’s a fact

Here I am Back in my memory The old days Not knowing how it would be Just a glimpse Only the tip of your nail When every scent was new Nothing ever grew stale Now what’s collecting dust Is the only thing that you can trust Never knowing at the time Thinking everything was fine It damn near blew your mind When they started treating you unkind And only one thing you’re left to find Man is man Man is man Man is man Unlike machine Engines blow their top But we get mean

What do you see when you look in my eyes? Do you seek the truth or do you believe the lies Follow the light or sit in your dark room Stare up into the sun or gaze at the moon? Whatever choice you make you have to live with yourself But deep down inside you know there’s someone else Hiding behind the wall Can’t you hear her call Hear her say your name Asking if you are still the same? All the fingers point in the same direction Yet again you chose the wrong selection Still the past is on your feet But be careful who you meet Make sure they’re on the same road as you Because you know what some people can do And will do, it could be you so don’t let it be you Say thank you… You’re welcome

Ooh, I’m not gonna lie Sometimes I don’t know why Why I even try To get through to you Especially after all Everything you put me through Still I do what I do And you do what you do I try to get through to You know who because Lately it’s been killing me… To see you two dancing on T.V. What is it I want from you? I’m not sure if I know yet Is it a lover for a lifetime? Or just gratuitous sex? Was it something wrong That I did just say To make you feel this way? We all have our bad days How do you know if You got something good? See if someone picks up What you’ve thrown away Doesn’t it suck when it’s true That nobody believes in you Yeah, maybe they used to… But now they know what it is that you do

It’s a lonely world When you’re searching for a girl And then you find the one you want Inside a crowded restaurant Finally she gives you a wink After talking, you buy her a drink But to the bathroom she must go So you kindly escort her like a host That’s what gentlemen are for But you accidently slip on the wet floor Crash! Broken glass…a piece in your jaw Try to speak…hear glug, glug, glug You start bleeding like a stuffed pig As the paramedics are rushed in And they’re gurneying you out With more blood gurgling from your mouth Wrote a message in your own blood That they forgot to send You forgot the name of her friend Never saw the girl again I guess that’s why women go in pairs… They fall down, bounce on their boobs… Get right back up and they don’t care Okay so what if a few guys stared?

Reality check It’s time to check It’s time to check your head again Will you still be sitting In that same old chair On judgment day Are you still gonna say I could have went anywhere But at the time I didn’t care There is no one who is invincible It just goes against our principles What wise men say When it’s their time to leave They tell us they’re going away But they’ve planted their seeds Seeds that’ll never wash away RICK N’ ROLL,

When all that remains is a torn in half photograph And an after the fact left unspoken paragraph I cry tears of both true happiness and at the same time great despair... Wondering what happened that day When you said that you needed me... Just to see I was away. I wasn't there. Sure, you tempted fate... But it wasn't your hubris acting up It wasn't your ego shouting out loud A plan was laid and the journey made Then things seemed to work themselves out Betcha can relate... Have you ever found somebody from whom you learned to find yourself? Now that's a lot of finding... Quite a vast amount of wealth Such a precious commodity... Right up there with good health!

BACK AT THE PAST by Tom Jensen I keep looking back at the past And I'm still trapped in the aftermath Woke up - lost the last ten years God Damn - The buck's gotta stop somewhere… Find someone to hate who’s not myself Then pretend To blend back in With everyone else Maybe dream again of something to be Not just another face Been erased From her history Yeah, my life has been lacking definition The list is too long To tell you all that went wrong Or list all that's gone missing It's easier to state That which I still have If it's not too late... I can get it all back

It’s your own tragic fate If you let a single mistake Get your whole dog wet Like you threw him in the lake Because when he comes back Oh how he’s gonna shake Then you’ll both need a bath And just think of all that extra weight It’s your own tragic fate If you let an accident De-circumnavigate or ruin A lifetime of achievement Sometimes all it takes is a little break And a little bereavement Then you gotta pick yourself up Once more off of the pavement So you can stop wondering Just where the day went… While you were sleeping We lost control of the government But precious few know or knew Or ever learned the truth Because I was here, my dear Staying with and looking after you…

We had a rendezvous affaire liaison In the back of my father’s car… We went at it like rabbits who were addicts Even though she was twice my age She had just turned thirty-eight Was still in amazing shape As most former Miss Californians are Oh yeah, I feel like a super star! Oh pinch me…but don’t pitch to me Or else I’ll hit the ball out of the yard!!! Victory is what I taste…you wanna race? Ready, set, on your mark… Hell, hop on to Anthony, too While I’ll grab the gold and Cleopatra Today I am king I don’t need a crown or a ring To live happily ever after… We had a rendezvous affaire liaison In the back of my father’s car… We went at it like rabbits who were addicts Even though she was twice my age She had just turned thirty-eight Was still in amazing shape As most former Miss Californians are… Oh yeah, I feel like a super star! (Inspired by a thesaurus search of ‘goings-ons’ haha… here’s to my Mrs. Robinson 2.0)

I got a short fuse… So don’t f%&king light it I know how to make a fist… If you don’t f*$king like it While I wait for something To fill this silence, this space I hope it’s peaceful and not violent So that rules out the human race; the human race I’ve tried both - I love one – The other I don’t like it The same goes - for myself… My true self so that’s why I hide it I can use my power for evil But I’ve learned a different way I burned my first book I wrote about a broken bridge How when it first fell down there were still people living under it The big company that built it paid the government to stand in the way… Of justice, of compensation and media was also to blame When you heard a man shouting from his rooftop Well then that was probably me that day!

Some people’s word it ain’t what it used to be… Oh no Suddenly that’s become crystal clear to me… Well, how so? The new party line is don’t lie… Until you see the whites of their eyes But when you do… cry, wolf, cry Then duck the shoes as they come flying by We’ll build you a corporation A wall behind which you can hide Just a little tax-free shelter To keep your stolen money Neatly stacked, safe, warm and dry While somewhere people are suffering In fact, there are still some right outside They were tapping at your window Remember when you asked me draw the blinds? Oh, did you forget about them already? I’m so sorry to refresh your mind

They found her in a delicate state She said she had to tell them something And that it couldn’t wait… She said he was the type of man Who’d lure you in with his seductive plan And that he’s not the kinda guy that you’d like to meet If it’s dark and you’re cold and you’re alone walking the wrong way down a dead end street… She said she looked at him with a face so frightful But he just winked back with eyes delightful Oh she knew just then what was gonna happen He would get on and get off She was just his pleasure pawn He even handed her the phone Told her if she called the cops She’d be the one who would get charged with entrapment For sometimes justice can be fixed As a misunderstanding or an overstatement or overreaction With the fleas on sleeping dogs lies the compassion It’s a disease that leaves no traces or rashes Except a green face and to cure that a wage slave Has to pay a pound a flesh plush fifty lashes Sometimes when people disappear They leave with questions that no one’s asking

Her vagina was warm and moist - like mashed potatoes Her tits hung ripe like - two juicy tomatoes Her legs were long and lean Her thighs milky white like - vanilla ice cream Her nipples were perky and hard as lima beans She had the sweetest candy ass I had ever seen She had it going on from her head to her toes And suffice to say every orifice in between Sure I know a lot of hymen rhyming words I’ve surely met my share of flirty dirty girls Well one day while I was wandering for seashells Suddenly she came along and dropped on me a bombshell I got me a raw deal – sure they say time heals But I wasn’t saved from the tidal wave For ever since that day I’ve been walking on eggshells Well I’ve always known that sassafras cures syphilis So after I grabbed her a$$ I said, “I could get used to this.” Since I didn’t have no plastic wrap… sure, I gotta rash But what man would resist? Wish it was me ‘cause now I got a kid

I used to get drunk And do stupid s^&t Everybody I was with They'd all get pissed The next day They would say I can't believe what you said I'd respond ahh my f&*^ing head Then sure as hell They'd fill me in On all the dumb s#$t I either said or did You pushed over a porta pottie Guess who was in it? Some little hottie Needless to say She wasn't happy When she came out Bitch f^&ing slapped me I beat my chest like a monkey And then I scampered away My friend said the whole thing was funny But she was a sure thing for getting laid

This is a story about a boy whose dog ran away Who, during a snowstorm, went out to play Jason set out to find a loved one - no matter what the cost But as the dog came home the little boy became lost When you’re a fourth grader finding a dog is no easy task Should you risk your life for a pet? It depends on whom you ask The fact that Jason said yes should come as no surprise He loved that dog to pieces you could see it in his eyes Little Jason was a hero so he set out through the snow So it saddens my heart deeply to tell his tale of woe What a brave little soul, right up until the end What a brave little soul to go out searching for his friend A little bit of inspiration is what he left behind He listened to his heart, paid no attention to his mind And right before he left our world with the situation oh so grim The last thought that filled his head - his dog would do the same for him The saddest of it all and the reason why we cried If not for the heart of an angel he never would have died When you think of him in memory try to wipe away your tears And remember him for what he was which is wise beyond his years

She really loved me it took me two years to be completely sure But now she hates me for everything I’ve done to her She had a party at the house at eight o’clock And at seven thirty I walked out the door I took a drive to clear my mind Drove down a street I had never been down before She really loved me but not after this Sequence of so many wrong turns And now she hates me the fire in her eyes I’ve got no one to blame but the guy in the mirror Looking back at me from within this shattered frame Through these distorted reflections the future seems much clearer In order to believe in myself Everyone else had to suffer through my pain RADIO OFF (64, two of eight) I haven’t turned the radio on Since the day you been gone I’m afraid they’ll play our song I’m afraid to play a song I haven’t turned the radio on since the day you were gone

by tom jensen Am I setting myself up for a letdown? Will the next season I see be fall? Will I smile for a moment only to frown once again? Putting it all on the line just to lose it all? For every love letter I've ever gotten or sent Was just one more heart that's gonna have to mend With every new face and each new passing soul Time wasted comes alive and I feel I'm getting old And what I've learned is that some things are out of your control Will this time I rise above or sink deeper into my hole? My past tells me now this is as good as it gets I can change my ways though I have no regrets Can I erase my memories of some of these Things I think I'd like to forget? By your ways and your beliefs I am so intrigued Your words are my food and I am ready to feed Perhaps you came along when I was in need But don't let the weight of my world fall upon your shoulders I've simply learned to seek what I want as I've gotten older In this world of shapes and curves I seek To be molded by a great molder All you need is love -- I stole the Beatles' banner On this earth full of impulses one must learn to be a planner With only one line left it is time for me to ask you out to dinner

We’ve lost power over here in New York City People say it’s pitch black Along the whole East Coast A woman cried out, “I miss the skyline – it’s so pretty” She said, “I’ve been walking around here Feeling just like a ghost” I heard a man say that the gin mill’s closed As he continued on walking down the road Sad and alone with no place to go I sat on the sidewalk as this little kid came So angry at the world ‘Cause he couldn’t play video games We’ve lost power over here in New York City People say it’s pitch black Along the whole East Coast I heard a young thug cuss ‘Cause he couldn’t listen to P. Diddy It seems nothing happened When he turned on his radio An elderly woman complained Because she couldn’t get the weather I told her if she gets too hot To then just sleep in the nude And if she gets cold then go put on a sweater She must have thought that I was either sick or rude I thought I gave her good advice But now I wish I never met her We’ve lost power over here in New York City People say it’s pitch black Along the whole East Coast There was this sad old vet I met

I don’t even know why I called you today I knew I’d be hurt by the words you’d say I know you love me so that’s why I let you go Will I lead you on forever? No no no It’s just not meant to be it’s become clear to me I had to set you free someday you’ll thank me I love you enough not to use you I’m sorry I never meant to abuse you I feel uncertain where do I go from here? I’m finally free the coast is clear No longer do her voice I hear No longer does she call me dear Help I’ve fallen and I can’t get up I’ve just taken my last step Give me a minute to catch my breath I still don’t know why you left It wasn’t right Why did we fight? We’ve been through this all before Hasn’t it become a bore? I wanted you You wanted more Now this key won’t open your door I once saw us together until the end of time I can see that I was blind Why do you treat me unkind? I’m heart broken and you don’t seem to mind

Someone should slap your mom For fucking your dad Look at what A sorry mess they had Mom shoulda swallowed But daddy pulled and prayed That’s how you make a baby The atheist way I met a girl on tinder And I met a dude on grinder Check mark dick… Check mark vagina… I fucked your mother with a rubber So you wouldn’t have a brother I burned the blisters off your sister Then I spread her legs and kissed her I might have given your cousin too much lovin’ And dropped a bun inside the oven I know a doctor in an alley Though I must admit this one ends sadly

I’ll be the face For this whole human race Kingdom, phylum, class and order Oops… Condoleezza Rice just bought the rights For a cool million in stock options Actual value worth less than a quarter It was an easy sell Is what she told her fellow reporters Since you all know me well ‘Cause of course everyone oughta I’ll be your voice But not the people’s choice To be the face… For us the human race I’ll keep your souls Locked within this case Never speak of the truth Or admit you’ve all lost faith I’ll be your voice…. You have no choice… I’ll represent us To galaxies both near and far Meet with the man in the moon And the little green men from mars I’ll say come to me… I’m the world uniter I’m a lover… YES! Marv Albert called ME a biter

I said, “Hunny, I’d love to…but I can’t” I can’t dance in these pants They’re too big - I need a belt But nobody’ll give me one ‘Cause the last time they did I tried to hang myself Some people only buy a thirty And so they only get a little dirty But when you buy it wrapped in pounds Then you’re nuttier than mounds Yeah, I give her some smoke Oh…Watch as she goes loco Well, ah…there you go… Some things you weren’t sure of Well, ah… now you know… Well, ah…my boat floats But everybody gets soaked The captain's floored So please just ignore it He know who knows What he just snorted? You’ll need your raincoat If you hop onboard It’ll be a long strange trip So don’t say I didn’t warn ya And (3,2,1…blast off)… Here we go again!!! Oh Lord.

What is it that you’d like to know? Though I’m not sure that I can be the one to tell you I know you really want to know But not even you can see every side of you Sometimes you need another pair of eyes To tell which way your ship is facing Sometimes you’re afraid of hearing lies So you turn down the heat when your pulse starts racing Why does she do that? I could never tell I figured it was for the better Maybe it was just as well Maybe there could be future plans I can’t change the weather I get freckled so I don’t tan In this race for the lace I can’t get past the leather Oh, I guess sometimes only time will tell Sometimes my plan it all goes to hell But I sure am glad I met her

Betty told me, "You mustn't put all your trust in things that rust or collect dust Then she said that it was better to find your pleasure in other treasures Right before she went out to buy some butter I replied sometimes the butter can be bitter But that doesn't matter No, that doesn't matter much to me So-and-so might disagree and see things differently because of such-and-such proceeding by stating reasons one, two, three Some people pay too much attention to trivial matters The opposite can be said about the well-spoken, well-read, socially acceptable, matter-of-factors who keep up with the Jones and their appearances like all good actors and mad hatters For that matter

by Brian Rainstorm "To learn to say no", said the Guru of Go "Why is it so hard to say what is so easy to see?" Gotta be a little crazy to do this Agony and ecstasy with no plan B To find you gain when you lack Escapes this progress trap Here at the edge of the abyss Where's there's no turning back Like a half a pond of Lilly pads Every time history repeats itself The price we all pay it doubles Now man, we're really in trouble I read that on the side of a wall While walking under a bridge Though nobody ever saw it At least nobody that I was with...

I’ve loosened up a bit But I won’t yet quit Sick of this and that You know the same old sh*t Just my pen and me Nothing that we can’t see At a table at the bar It don’t take that long You may have come so far But it’s the same old song I’m at my best this way No living day to day Time to plan a future The old people say Separate this from that Throw out the trash Go to Ash Wednesday And don’t forget your cash Though you maybe getting along You’re still singing the same old song

I am truly lonely In this present state Yet my eyes don't stare coldly At anyone... I just sit here and I wait Someday I will wait no more Someday I will get a sign The one I've been waiting for... That would surely ease my mind This disease shall find its cure You see my addiction Has become an affliction Standing outside of locked doors When you're waiting for greatness And the winner by a mile Sometime the trail seems treacherous Yet still I hold my smile Because I know what I got to give To the chosen one To the one I pick... Oh to be so lucky If only they knew what I know And the harvest they could collect Off of the seeds I sew I am truly lonely in this present state Yet my eyes don't stare coldly at anyone... I just sit here and I wait

Every year you make fifty grand And complain you don’t tan Never gave a second thought About Afghanistan Or Pakistan You thought I rocked When I said what I thought of Iraq I said I’d run before I’d fight In other words: I ran before I fought When I said I ran We started playing Paper, rock, scissors But everything turned to Green eggs and ham Every year you vow to make a stand As you see a vision so grand You lose the light of many nights Drawing up such intricate plans That just get sh%^-canned Tossed away inside of a drawer Replaced by a shiny new toy Captain of the ship needs to explore Here we go again…oh boy.

There’s hate crimes Going on all the time In the early morning In the middle of the night It’s white on back It’s black on white No matter the color They still fight There’s hate crimes Problems rising out of sight People losing track Of what’s wrong and what’s right Just because they come From different sides of the track Don’t no one give an inch No one ever steps back It’s right in the open It’s behind closed doors Then there’s people like me Wondering what the reason’s for

All right everybody now it’s time to start guessing How long until our lives will number nine And why are our lives is so damn depressing? Will anyone find the courage to speak their mind? I think I have the answers But I’ve found so many clues Have yet to back it with witnesses As no one wants to be the bearer of bad news Yours is all about you Mine is all about me We’ve taken step two Now were crawling up step three We can go anywhere from here Just have to believe in a song Memories of the past can disappear The skeletons in the closet will all be gone But with so much out there what do you really need? While many twisting tongues will try to deceive As few humans are really fit to conceive We just have to spread the word along and believe Everybody spins around and around It’s better known as a habit Sometimes when you see something on the ground We all know you’re bound to grab it What makes you or breaks you is how long you hold on Picking up the phone when you hear the call Do you find its true worth before everything is gone? Remember that water is not always under a fall

Soap operas, shoot-outs, sitcoms and game shows Devil-horned followers Being led by the halos On the brightest of nights They blend in with the shadows As the sweet stench of day glow Lingers above like frost on a window Beneath the summer sun’s moon… Out of place Out of space Out of time And out of tune… A broken clock’s face And its twice right smile Perceives its future ending As being the beginning of a pile

I’m going downstairs to finally rest my mind It’s warmer in the kitchen without mankind I don’t like the giant ants Each one of them waiting in line Serving some media’s messiah That keeps on getting bigger, stronger, faster and higher Why you in such a hurry you greedy little bastards? Oops lets retract that last one Drop this smoking gun Sometimes it seems I am such a cranky old bastard… And I am still relatively young We all have the power To climb the tallest tower With a sniper’s scope And a lost ray of hope All jacked up off dope NyQuil and Scope Grab the gun and watch them run Killing giant ants can be so much fun Funny how I quit believing once I started bleeding I said, “F$%k off God! You gave me life, now you’ve given me death… So now I guess that we are even”

Now there’s an outrageous thought… Thinking you can contain this lot… Oh, for sure it ain’t the safest of bets… I don’t know what you got going on in your head? You just ain’t got the numbers You’re only one We are the ninety-nine That keep buried our guns And we know where to find them If that day ever comes Yeah, when that day comes A heartbeat ceases every New York minute Can’t stop and talk about it ‘Cause I got caught And I’m stuck up in it Have to watch the clock Or else the t.v. Take a look at my face See what this has done to me… (Note: Make funny face NOW!)

It seems that generally People are nice to me: All they got to do is read Or when I speak listen to see What my intentions were, are and will be Oh...some don't have the time... So I don't pay them any mind... Maybe I'll see them around Or when I come by to say hi They'll hide by ducking down I won't ask any questions For I can always be found Along with all of life's lessons If you stop and smell the flowers Take in life's smells, sights and sounds Make sure to count up life's blessings For you never know when The next one will be found... I once heard from a little bird Some songs can bring you down Just like I learned in school Some birds have wings yet never fly When I asked my teacher how come? Well, she never told me why... Can't figure it out... though I try and try and try

Let us unite... From the four corners of the earth Hmm... I just thought about that last verse I've never heard of a circle having a corner But then again I never thought it would be hip to be square Let us unite... We shall meet around the top above the bottom of a waterless well Wait a second... Hold on for a minute, I got a lot of questions before we even get to the well... Oh well... Let us unite... In a place where the moonlight is lit yet the light doesn't shine But you know you can't get back what's been left behind So....was that a bottomless, waterless well? And could it be used for wishing if it isn't good for washing? In it might we store dirty dishes and on it hang our wet galoshes? Umm... Time will tell

Cleveland once lost a Cavalier And that day Miami gained a Knight Sadly, Ohio lost a son - it’s Prince Today the two shall reunite Now he’s come home known As the New Lord of the Rings All of his subjects are preparing For the return of the King Sometimes the unlucky get lucky… And then get unlucky… And then they end up Getting lucky again Other times the lucky get unlucky… And then things stay sucky… But that’s enough about Kansas City fans! (haha) The LeBronEcon That means he’s money! He’s got more game He’s got more fame In just his name That he’ll triple double The entire GDP of most countries Now he’s back in good grace In our state and our city! And now everything’s looking pretty…

I’ve been waiting for Charlie Sheen to die For thirty years since ninety-five September 20th around 10:09 Just a young lad, maybe ten years old Mom was all I had — to have and hold Charlie came and went and after bending her over Since the summer of nineteen ninety-five It was September twenty-eighth around 10:09 That was when him and my drunk ass arrived No, I never met someone famous before Except for Gary Busey outside a liquor store But, nah I wasn’t thinking autograph I want a baby brother so mom can take half (201, six of eight) I've been waiting for Charlie Sheen to die Since right around 1995, Because that's when I caught him. I've been waiting for Charlie Sheen to die September 28th at 9:05 That's when him and my mom arrived, yeah. That's when my life got turned upside down. Charlie come over then Charlie left town.

Well kid, you finally paid your dues It took you twenty-five years To graduate from college But you made it through school Give a man a morsel of wisdom And he can no longer be called a fool You had your fun – now the time has come What are you going to do? I see a once prejudiced kid Slowly uniting the races Yeah, I’ve kept some of my feelings hid In regards to peoples’ colors and faces Sure, I could speak more of it Things I thought or stupid things I did Or how I was such a hypocrite But institutions lie and time it flies So why would I wanna throw s&%t? Just to see if it sticks?

I'm a boozer Out on a bender Sometimes speechless I get rendered And that hot chick You must defend her Ahh... Laughter is free But pretty soon There'll be a tax On all the extra air You have to breathe That's why I love the safety of seeing through Microsoft windows But I hate myself for being in a room and never feeling the wind blow In the air the words fly around For a while then they all fall down I have to pick them up off the ground Before they begin blowing all over town

So I went out looking for a cutie No, not some ghetto bootie I was going on a mission To find something wet and do some squishing I was out all night And I was running high and dry While I was looking for something I’m not gonna lie… I was looking for a piece (or pieces) Like my name was Reese (Yeah, Reese’s) So there was nothing left to do Let’s take it back to sixty-two Maybe we’d have a sixty-eight It’s just like a sixty-nine (that’s something to savor) You blow me now and I’ll owe you one later I took a r-iiii-iiii-de

Churning butter in the basement You had better get used to it Chase the carrot on a stick Watch the rabbit on the run Hear the time bomb tick Wait for the next unborn son If that don’t work… Find yourself a pair of kicks That are ready to run Run your race so quick Pave the road with bricks And we all know that bricks are bound To rise and fall with the pressure placed upon them And you are not made of stone Just simply here alone It’s all around you But where did it come from?

Woke up this morning with my head all a mess Rolled out of bed and my face hit the floor I was thinking about you that much I will confess Not sure just what will happen once I open up this door Somehow I know I want you by my side My mixed up emotions at least on that will not hide Being better than me? Well that’s hard to do Though I’ve been seeing you enough to know it’s true No mere soul can compare with me So when I met you I wanted to let you be (and let you be you) I never wanted to finish second to anyone but me Yet if we’re together that would most certainly do Yet still it hurts my pride to be at your side Knowing in my head that once I almost died Maybe I’ll sit back and take this free ride Know it is true for my tongue never lies (only satisfies) Wait, what the hell was I talking about? While thinking of you everything else goes flying about My heart speaks for itself the many things I could never say I still dream about our future every single day I watch the sun going down in front of my eyes The part of my heart living for any other has died You blinded me towards all others And that to me is the biggest surprise

I just won a trophy Singing naked karaoke Put more than my foot in When we did the hokey pokey I pick up chicks Stuck to the bottle I’m known as The barfly Aristotle It’s always time That’s my motto And when I rip it It’s full throttle I believe in drowning sorrows With the girls of lesser morals If she’s after nuts like squirrels Then we sure won’t have no quarrel I’ve got two pockets and a zipper Something in there I want to give her And I hope she won’t deny it EVERY girl’s gotta try it! If she wants twelve inches… Then I’ll fuck her twice! And if she’ll have none Then I’ll say, “Good night!” And if she passes out… I won’t say anything at all I’ll just open up her mouth And give Bill Cosby a call

Hmm… Hmm… Hmm… Who am I? Do I float like a butterfly? Do I sting like a bee? My ears look like Will Smith Because Muhammad hit me… No…not Ali…it was yo mommy Heard she barely survived Felating the hive Until she found out a better way To get out the honey But it still sucks Because it costs bucks Yeah, they still sell everything for money Hmm… Hmm… Hmm… Who am I? (5+)

For someone down on their luck It really doesn't take much To gain someone’s trust Just the soft tender touch Of fingertips full of lust Gratification comes in many forms Can be found late at night Or in the early morn Perhaps beside a short black dress On the floor behind a locked door Before, during and after the prom... When you're under duress There's a reliever for stress So just lay back and be still And be perfectly calm I won't do you harm... For happiness comes In the smallest of doses By way of the drug of your choice Or in a little love potion All it takes is some action To set the wheels in motion

La la la la la la la la la F%&k the Taliban….And that son of a b%tch Osama I’m a liberal democrat….I waved my sign saying Obama Finally found a black cat…. With no Tiger Woods-like drama He’s such a great speaker…I’ll listen to him tell jokes about my mama Well when…. Bill Clinton saw Michelle he said, 'hubba hubba!' But we know he don’t get in trouble…that’s just Bubba being Bubba Obama better have change because dollar Bill Clinton has really got me annoyed Everybody loved America when no one was unemployed Now your eyes aren't green with envy they're just plain blind With rose colored glasses you can't read all the signs By the time your lenses break you'll have run out of time It seems that dollars wipe out sense Got change? Yeah I got it right here… And you better stand clear When I blow up all the banks Everyone will give thanks Next…Parker Brothers outlined in chalk Time to pay rent and I own Boardwalk Monopoly even has Bill Gates confused I smashed the board Hey Bill you lose!

You're a MAGA You're a trucker You beat off To Carlson Tucker You're addicted to FOX news Trump didn't fucking lose! Got real mad then stormed the White House Grab it by the pussy if it wears a tight blouse! Now you're praying like a Mantis Fuck Florida and Ron DeSantis He's a pedo you know it's true God Damn Fuck Ukraine (but not the Jews!) Yeah, it's time for the sequel Because Orange has no equal!!!! It's up to Donald to stop the steal and evil... Rise up Crypto, build a wall nd he will! Of course Biden's gonna fall When, "Let's go Branden," is what they call! And you know Kamala was next... When Rogan wouldn't have her as a guest!

BABYSITTER SONG She’s the good ship lollipop And I can’t stop it My knees are knocking Her head’s a bobbing Her body’s rocking like gneiss and anthracite… yeah! She’s looking really lean Like a ripe string bean That’s ready for plucking… Yeah, back in my teens I had the same routine I was always down for fucking! Not to sound lame But not much has changed In the game The old ‘In and out’ ‘In and out’ ‘In and out’ Is still the same

I slapped her ass when she wasn’t looking And then I blamed my friend John Then he blamed me so sincerely That she didn’t know how to respond She didn’t look mad She didn’t look happy She only lifted up her skirt She said not sadly I’ve been bad, daddy I think you and uncle better put in work I’m just a slut with ears And no one really cares That’s what the boys say Behind my back I’m just not worth the trouble Unless you’re gonna double Team me in the sack

(rape me parody by nirvana) Skype me Skype me, my friend Skype me Skype me again i m not the only one .IIIII [3x] i m not the only one... Invite me Do it and do it again Hype me Skype me, my friend i m not the only one.IIIII [3x] i m not the only one... My favorite inside source I long for your words I appreciate your concern How you take away hurt Skype me Skype me, my friend Skype me Skype me, again i m not the only one ?[3x] i m not the only one.. Skype me! (Skype me!)[8x] Skype me!

I just want to put in the tip Come on baby open those lips One, two, maybe wiggle a bit Bounce all around and shake those tits I got into a fender bender with a one-eyed hooker She was an eye-taker but she was a looker Man, cum so hard she took a stray It was down to Oklahoma Where I fell into a coma I got wedged and stuck behind her And they had to call for rescue Razors in apples. What a surprise. Don’t believe everything you read In this wonderful full life What daddy doesn’t know... What mommy doesn’t know... What mommy doesn’t know... Won’t hurt her ’til the lesions come Daddy stuck it in an ass And that ass was diseased I rake bus stop candy from strange old men Like Jesus, the dream every now and again His dick does as I please... Glory holes, trannies, and lube My Chosen Unity. Yeah!!!

I sit on my steps and stare at a plane in the sky Crash and burn two-hundred and thirty people die Now I don’t see things quite the same Could have been me on that plane Talking about vacation, talking to my friend Talking about my life’s work, talking about the end Read in the paper there were no remains found Imagine the captain’s voice saying Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em We’re going down Living is what happens only from day to day You can see how quick it all fades away

This is the train that’ll lead me outta here Gotta get when the gettin’s good And now’s my time the coast is clear When you’ve gone too far you can’t turn back When they don’t know your name they never cut you any slack Get back on track Can’t call this home again Don’t look back Time to get on the train again All of a sudden the world’s grown colder When there’s someone behind you watch over your shoulder They say there’s a heaven but this sure ain’t it Just trying to find a place where I fit

Rage… It’s surely cardinal if not primal Seems almost medieval and during struggles for survival When focused it is unmatched and perhaps even unequalled In the proper hands when it’s well-harnessed It’s second to love in having the greatest of powers However with each use its sharpness becomes blunted As it loses its precious preciseness Once it becomes too tarnished When suddenly many become harmed It is sure cause for panicked alarm So you must first confine it Hence just to contain it Find out what provokes it For once rechanneled You can then re-aim it… Away from family and friends And those who stand beside you At the very least just make sure That they’re not standing in front of you But are far safely behind you… For when you rage out in great anger All in your path is subject to grave danger Everyone from cherished loved ones To complete and total strangers

I am truly lonely In this present state Yet my eyes don't stare coldly At anyone... I just sit here and I wait Someday I will wait no more Someday I will get a sign The one I've been waiting for... That would surely ease my mind This disease shall find its cure You see my addiction Has become an affliction Standing outside of locked doors When you're waiting for greatness And the winner by a mile Sometime the trail seems treacherous Yet still I hold my smile Because I know what I got to give To the chosen one To the one I pick... Oh to be so lucky If only they knew what I know And the harvest they could collect Off of the seeds I sew I am truly lonely in this present state Yet my eyes don't stare coldly at anyone... I just sit here and I wait

Did anyone get the number of that train? The one that knocked me flat on my back I was cruisin’ the railway again Found myself walking back down the track The way was dark and my foot got caught When I heard the conductor blow his whistle My hands dulled numb as my eyes grew wide That fu$%ing train hit me like a missile Twenty-three Twenty-four Twenty-five feet in the air The pain of it all I just could not bear When I looked down and noticed that my legs weren’t there No, no, I won’t use no more public transportation Since I required hospitalization But at least justice was served Good old law and order When the check finally cleared I wheeled my chair straight for the border Because they had to raise the fare Up by a buck and a quarter

I can take you to the place you see We could both be there in harmony No longer would you have to search your memory I can turn dreams into reality Come and follow me to this place Come with me and get one sweet taste When life’s too quick You must slow down your pace So I can stop and admire your pretty face The smell of the leaves Blend with the sweet scent of the ocean Please tell me what you put inside Of your magical potion After letting the waves caress our every motion We lay near the water as I rub you with lotion As I look out upon the sea I know you mean the world to me Here with you I’m finally free Free from this world’s insanity As the day evolves to night

Eight years of self-purification Eight years of cleansing the soul After sixteen years of long hesitation I’m now finding diamonds Where there once was only coal Once I played follow the leader Once I was led by the collar Once I lost to myself – my only defeater Once I worshipped the almighty dollar Two tormented years of separation Twenty-nine teachers squashed into the equation Tom loses his right to motor vehicle operation Enters rehabilitation and then makes phone calls to probation She is the wind, which gently guides my direction Drifting by some other breeze would simply be the wrong selection She who sets a fly my sails Look into her eyes as I inhale And she even carries twenty-five dollars Just in case I need bail…money That’s not funny! She is simply living and breathing inspiration And she will always be my teacher As I finally found out that there is a God Who else could ever create such a wonderful creature? (It’s not like abracadabra)

Did god create us or did we create him? Does he really give us hope and deliver us from sin? Or is God just a figment of our imagination? And simply a product of man’s mythical creation? Big bangs from science books about outer space Make me wonder if god really has a place Give me aim and point my direction Towards the sky and all of its questions Where did we come from? Where do we go? I asked a man named Moses But he said he didn’t know So I set out to find Jesus And I looked all around In churches and haylofts But he couldn’t be found And when I looked up at heaven It never made a sound So when I say ‘Our Fathers’ I’m talking about our dads When I say ‘Hail Mary’ My football team’s been had Mary Mother tell me who I am Mary Mother tell me who I want to be They call me Doubting Thomas Because I believe that I will never see

There is danger Out on the street Faces of anger For you to meet And some even stranger Others you can’t see The chosen that always were Along with those that’ll never be Their engines are burning You can feel the heat While the rest of them keep turning Down a dead-end street This is a warning To you from me: Pick your brain Pick a lane In the rain Don’t drown or be washed away In the wind Don’t be blown astray It’s a sin That’ll haunt you everyday The end begins When you start singing songs about yesterday

I’ll be the face For this whole human race Kingdom, phylum, class and order Oops… Condoleezza Rice just bought the rights For a cool million in stock options Actual value worth less than a quarter It was an easy sell Is what she told her fellow reporters Since you all know me well ‘Cause of course everyone oughta I’ll be your voice But not the people’s choice To be the face… For us the human race I’ll keep your souls Locked within this case Never speak of the truth Or admit you’ve all lost faith I’ll be your voice…. You have no choice… I’ll represent us To galaxies both near and far Meet with the man in the moon And the little green men from mars I’ll say come to me… I’m the world uniter I’m a lover… YES! Marv Albert called ME a biter

About Me: My name is Tom Jensen. I am really good at three things in this world. One of them is writing lyrics for songs with the occasional poem tossed in every so often for style points. There’s five spoofs at the end, too! About This: I’ve been writing poems and song lyrics for over twenty years. In 2007 I put a bunch of my poems onto YouTube videos and asked musicians to turn them into songs. Many of them did. Fast forward 13 years and I have collected up all the best things I’ve written and arranged them in order from MY BEST ones to ones that aren’t quite as good. I ranked all my babies so you can just start reading the best stuff right away. Stop reading when you don’t like them anymore, no problem… See how far ya get! I’m opening ALL my lyrics up to musicians again. Let’s make some music! Time to spread our wings… readtom.com is my website These poems and songs are meant to be read or sung out loud (preferably in a strong Boston accent to ensure maximum rhymability). Haha. But seriously, some stuff doesn’t rhyme in southern twang… I’m warning ya. Haha. I invite musicians from all over the world to turn my poems and lyrics into songs Over 120 songs have been made from my words so far… I’m a road’s scholar of the soul… I got my PhD in Rock n’ Roll… First you become a reader… Then you become a believer… That’s when we all get together… To try to make this world better… My Goal: I believe that art is a vehicle for change with necessary time outs taken for escapism. Dedication: I’m glad to still be sharing the earth with Noam Chomsky – my favorite living author. Contact: I am always looking for people who like what I do and want to help. There is contact information available at readtom.com Oh yeah… SEARCHABLE INDEX – If you download this book as a pdf file (from my website readtom.com) then you can easily search for any word, phrase or title by typing it into the search box at the top of the document. This is great if you remember only a line of a poem and want to find it quickly and easily. I use it often. Thank you for your time, Tom Jensen This collection was published: 3/3/2020 Currently seeking publishing agent © by Tom Jensen Warning: Explicit Lyrics. Parental Discretion is advised.

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actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

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actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

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actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

actress 295 LOVE NOT MEANT TO BE advice 97 INTERNAL STRUGGLE after the fact 299 MISCELLANEOUS alcohol 140 DRUGS &ALCOHOL alison's airplane 138 ALCOHOL & DRUGS, INNER STRUGGLE all in good time 357 MOTIVATIONAL always moving 289 ALCOHOL, INNER STRUGGLE another 42 INSPIRING another history lesson 143 CHOMSKIAN, STATE OF THE WORLD another quarter 285 LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apocalypse now, see you later 261 DEPRESSING, LONLINESS & SOLITUDE apples and oranges 301 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK applied faith 91 RELIGIOUS, BE DIFFERENT as for me 90 INTERNAL STRUGGLE aum...what she said...om 198 LOVE battle cry 359 CHOMSKIAN beast 300 CHOMSKIAN beats growing corn 348 DRUGS & ALCOHOL, FUNNY beauties and beasts 103 LOVE, INSPIRATIONAL believe me 118 RELATIONSHIPS, HEARTBREAK below zero 153 DEPRESSING, HEARTBREAK best left 137 RELATIONSHIPS, MOTIVATIONAL betrayal 122 RELIGIOUS, DEATH, DEPRESSING better than it seems 132 MOTIVATIONAL beware of the snoogins 344 FUNNY, SOCIAL ISSUES, DEPRESSING bft 199 INTERNAL STRUGGLE, MISCELLANEOUS big shoes 204 INSPIRING bird on a string 130 LOVE

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NOTES: Wow, that Tom Jensen sure can write, can’t he? And I’ve never met such a humble guy in all the world… he’s pretty funny too! I wonder if he’s married? He’d sure be a great catch…I didn’t think they made guys like him anymore…what a dreamboat!________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________ ________________________________________________