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If I'm So Strange
02:49
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It's about time, babe
To see if i'm so strange
I've been standing outside for months
To see if i can change
It's time, it's time
It's time this time, yeah!
It's about time, babe
To see if the empty house still feels like home
The cocks in the field out back wanna know
What it feels like to be home
It's time, it's time
It's time this time, yeah!
If i'm so strange, baby
Why don't you just string me up?
If i'm that strange
Why don't you just --
Why don't you just --
Why don't you just string me up?
If i'm that strange
If i'm so strange
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Fasting
03:40
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I been fasting for days
But I still can’t stand the taste
Of the love you walked out on
I been under your glass
Like a lizard stuck in trash
That sure would taste good about now
I could lie in a ditch
‘Til the bugs make me itch
At least that might be something real to cry about
I been working for cheap
But I ain’t nobody’s sheep
No wool over my eyes now
I could cuss real pretty
Dirty mouth in a dirty city
At least that might be something real for you to bitch about
I been fasting for days
Sick over all the waste
Of the love you walked out on
I got guts built to last
Little rusty, little crass
I’ll be damned if I give a damn ‘bout that now
I could fly off the handle
Like a preacher with a roman candle
But that would just pump up your quaint little crowd
I been fasting for days
But I still can’t stand the taste
Of the love you decided to walk out on
I been fasting for days
I been fasting for days
These are fasting days
I been fasting for days
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Glamour Slain
03:34
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If I walk much longer
The sun’s gonna rise
Sleep might be stronger
Wake up to surprise
Tilt me down a floating staircase
Like I’m bedroom glamour slain
Eat the fire, not the matches
Burn a while calling her name
Waited far too long to reach her
Maybe not, but I need to know
Gonna walk nine miles to see her
And she might not even show
Buzz along the river
Deafening the flow
Gave all I could give her
Now I’ve got to –
Now I’ve got to know
Shove me down a floating staircase
Like I’m bedroom glamour slain
Balls to the wall
Eyes on the river
Call of the wild
Dirty heart on dirty sleeve
All I can give her
Maybe not, but I need to know
Gonna walk nine miles tied to a goddamn anchor
She might not even show
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Balustrade
03:36
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Baby's lyin' down
She hates the weather now
I'm hangin' out
Down by the balustrade
Like a homemade bomb
Sweatin' hard lemonade
Down, down, down by the balustrade
Where's all the fire?
Burned all away
Like the blistering fate
Of a five-alarm escapade
Strike a match and pray
For the ceiling to drop away
And mark land again
By the end of the day
All the rain can do is fall
And rise again invisible
Where's all the truth?
Someone must o' left it
In a burning phone booth
By the side of a desert highway
Yeah, there had to be one of those in here
Didn't there, babe?
All the rain can do is fall
And rise again invisible
Like jesus on a spring sunday
Too far risen to hear anyone pray
Down, down, down by the balustrade
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Eastertown
02:38
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Armed for the downtown train
How are they free this way?
Through the guts of the rain
We'll be cats in the rain
How the hell are we free this way?
All of these boring ways
How to pray
Suck a cow through a straw
Spit it out through the eye of a needle, babe
What, do you taste blood?
Spit it out onto the mud
It won't last in the rain
It'll drown in eastertown
Street took my face off
Handed it to me
God said nothing
Had to make it right
Had to feel something
Couldn't take me up
Wasn't any down
'Til i threw up
On eastertown
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My Dark Love
03:44
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My dark love's risin'
I should lock every door
Her bread from hell's kitchen
Left crumbs on my marble floor
She begs for forgiveness
But then she gets bored
And emails the devil
To implore him for more
She floated through my wall
Just to sit on my stairs
Lick magazine photos of food
And set off her dirty flares
Dens more than bedrooms
Dead door alarm
Rob a creed car
Hairy wiccan, no charm
My dark love's a nightjar
Miles ahead of the swarm
Decked out like a candy bar
For an underground cd-rom
Madagascar, monte carlo
L.A., isle of wight and capri
She just wanted the people
To see her run free
She rowed up the river
And floated back down
She played in a shadow
And whispered her vow
She bathed in a black stream
And prayed that she would drown
She dried herself in the desert
With her hair down
My dark love's risin'
Flappin' like a bird
Singin' for her nightshade
Killed for the word
My dark love's risin'
Cryin' like a night-in-gale
She'll rise and then she'll rest
And then she'll rise on
Rise
Come on, rise
Come on, rise
Rise, rise, rise!
Rise, my love!
Rise, rise, rise, my love!
Rise, rise, rise, rise!
Rise, rise, rise, rise!
Rise, rise, rise!
Rise, rise, rise!
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Prodigal Bastard
03:31
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I don't wanna be a prodigal bastard
I can't find a ditch i can crawl
Don't even ask me about my things
You know i sold 'em
You know i sold 'em all
Don't you lie to me, you know truth is faster
There's gonna be a rising tide
I'll even let you have the last word
If you'll promise to let it slide
Love me like a river
Hold me like a chain
I know you call me the prodigal bastard
I don't even know how to crawl
Don't even ask me about my things
You know I –
You know I –
You know I sold 'em all
Love me like a river
Hold me like a chain
And dance in front of the window-shaker, babe!
Love my filthy river
Hold me like a dirty chain
And crank up the window-shaker, babe
Dance by the window-shaker, babe!
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Couer d' Alene
02:09
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I need a little more leeway for my sins
'Cause the death of the life is the thing that the reaper grins
I'll have cold shanks where i used to have fingers
And if you're still that pissed off
I'll pull the car off
Left of the fast lane
And hit the fu'in' brakes
So you can have your funny thing
And then walk back walk back
Back back back back back back to coeur d'alene
Down-range solo human spaceflight of my dreams
That's what it's like
If ya think ya know what it means
You're still my project mercury rising
And if you're still that pissed off
I'll pull the car off
Left of the fast lane
And hit the fu'in' brakes
So you can have your funny thing
And then walk back walk back
Back back back back back back to coeur d'alene
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I need a little more freeway for my skins
So i can drive faster than the reaper's rims
Sky overhead and a leather wheel under my fingers
And if you're still that pissed off
I'll pull the car off
Left of the fast lane
And hit the fu'in' brakes
So you can have your funny thing
And then walk back walk back
Back back back back back back to coeur d'alene
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Daily Bread (Metairie)
03:37
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Taking my cold contrition
Distance means nothing to me
Pressed all the digits to see how you feel about free
Snakes fall down in your kitchen
Loving the shadows between
Thought i would ask you to see how you feel about free
And you wake the walking dead
And you’re still my daily bread
And it all came back to me
In a gritty smoky sweaty little hard blues-rock bar in metairie
Mapping my days into anthems
Sailing love ships to your head
Do you still have that mattress on your floor for a bed?
And you curse the walking dead
And you’re still my daily bread
And it all came back to me
In a gritty sweaty smelly little hard blues-rock bar in metairie
Ain’t giving up the ghost for nothin’
Ain’t tradin’ in my soul for free
Garbage smells worse in the morning
Gardens are sweet in the morning
Drunk on my cold contrition
Distance like parting a sea
Just had to ask you if you wanted to see about free
And I’m still the walking dead
And you’re still my daily bread
Now it all comes down to me
In a gritty smoky sweaty ugly little hard blues-rock bar in metairie
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10. |
Just Ask Gloria
04:26
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Did she think it was over?
Did she roll over?
It’s not batching the rain
Just ask gloria
You eke out a living
But these days the quality is PT bad
Everybody thinks that it’s all that fine
But it’s just that sad
Feel of a flame
Just ask gloria
You fret about living in a downtown drain
And walk through your prison ‘til you fall in vain
Show up at the rose garden with a mouthful of rain
I’m barely me, i’m barely me
I’m barely, barely me these days
I’ve been down, i’ll be damned
Got no thing
Looks like maybe jesus lied
Just ask gloria, yeah
Just ask, just ask
Just ask her, yeah
And she might lie
Just like jesus
Jesus might have died
I’m barely me, i’m barely me
I’m barely me, i’m barely me, yeah
I’m barely me, i’m barely me
I’m barely me, unbury me, yeah
Just for the sake of everything, just ask
Just for the sake of everything
I’m barely me, i’m barely me
I’m barely me, i’m barely me, yeah
I’m barely me, i’m barely me
I’m barely me, unbury me, yeah
Sifting through the dirt
Looking for an early hurt
Like spring rain through shit
Because you like it
Just ask gloria
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David A Clearwater, Florida
David drew the praise of Iggy Pop."a trickster, a prankster, a poet,"- Music magazine.
"David's
expressive songwriting" to no less than that of Dire Straits' Mark Knoffler.
2014 he released a new solo album, Sacrilege 2.0, which features legendary Dead Kennedys founder & guitarist East Bay Ray, who co-wrote and produced the song "Sacrilege". He has released 2 E.P.'s & New Album LIT out 10/3/22.
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