1. |
A Mantra
02:11
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You have to strive,
And be someone.
Try stay alive,
But have your fun.
Watch out for the Takers.
Don't let them
Take yours.
Right or wrong
(How could there be only one?),
Always be on,
And be someone.
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2. |
The Tiff In E (Part 1)
03:41
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Me and the boys, we got
Into it in the parking lot
Outside of her mama's apartment.
She got caught at ringside,
A wild elbow done caught her eye.
Since then I'm not so sure where her heart went.
But it's alright, everybody,
We're gonna be just fine,
Once everybody lets go.
So hang on.
Me and the boys, we been
Out nights sipping medicine,
We don't understand what the fuss is.
But she got out of hospital
And wants to see us all,
And she's got nooses hung from her trusses.
And it's alright, everybody,
We're gonna be just fine,
Once everybody lets go.
So hang on.
Oh, my.
Oh, I've
Broken my baby.
What's with me?
I'm scramblin',
My darlin'.
What ever got into me?
I'm sorry.
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3. |
Inanticipation
02:23
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Everybody knows that
Once the mystery's gone,
One cannot replace it.
Now, forever on.
But it always seems so close.
You are ever-frozen in the throes.
Hope you brought clothes.
You're guaranteed to realize
All your ever-present lives
Won't knock twice
Upon the door.
Inanticipation.
Don't you always make it wrong
Taking feelings to the ceiling?
For what? A song?
And don't it always take so long?
Try to hunker down,
Every frown
You have to hide.
In anticipation.
Welcome to your awkward home.
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4. |
Fool On A Chain
03:06
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Don't think you know some special thing
About what I stand here about to sing.
Don't act like you are the only one
Who's seen a dream get so far gone.
Who's dove into a black abyss
Right out of another they were soon to miss.
Fool on a chain.
You're a fool on a chain.
It's a doggone shame.
Don't squelch the weasel. I've heard it said.
So why do I even get out of bed?
Fool on a chain.
I'm a fool on a chain.
It's a doggone shame.
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5. |
Emma
03:38
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Your ardent beauty
Burns a hole through me,
But you'd have to see me to know.
And when you go out,
My candle blows out,
But you'd have to look back to know.
You're tasting all temptation.
My anger and frustration
Are strictly my dilemma.
So go on, Emma.
Do you have to kick me?
I'm down already.
You'd have to feel me to know.
So, how is your new toy?
Is he a man or a boy?
You'll have to go there to know.
In exile from your warm station,
My tender situation
Is strictly my dilemma.
So go on, Emma.
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6. |
Parish Sheriff
02:36
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I'm going back to where it all came from.
I'm going back to New Orleans,
And I'm bound to get me some.
Tell Amy and Ashley and Missy and Robbie and Sissy, please.
I need to stay at least a weekend up in Metairie.
Porter Jr and Vidacovich are at the Maple Leaf,
And later on, it's some hurricanes at Tipitina's on Tchoupitoulas.
And kinda like Louie Strecker,
I'm gonna borrow myself a wrecker,
And mow down City Hall,
Get the D.A., the mayor, the cops,
And lock up them all,
And declare myself Parish Sheriff,
And it's a fucking party for everybody.
It's beignets and cafe au lait.
Staying along the way down in Nashville, Tennessee,
So heads up Jeremy and Justin Lee and the Coradinis.
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7. |
The Tiff In E (Part 2)
03:34
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I don't know if I even
Ever could believe in any
"Father" sense of time,
But I know there is evil
Somewhere in the future,
Either her side or mine.
When I go there to meet her,
She will not see teardrop one
Fall from my eye.
When I get down with Tina,
Tiffany could not be any
Farther from my mind.
She is not The One.
She ain't even someone I remember clearly.
She is only one,
And I have been feeling and looking so well lately.
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8. |
...And Halfassery
02:42
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All I know is
Blowing around like leaves
For some time,
Only to find
Everything else
Is all news to me,
And I think I'm fine.
I'm going retail.
And even in this scene,
I'm foaming.
All the cash machines
I'm owing.
In the cold, dark street,
Something's growing.
Electric offers
Slur into a blur
Under red light.
Open ended
Conversations
Burn, and no one earns
A single dime.
It's getting hectic.
And even in this scene,
I'm foaming.
All the cash machines
I'm owing.
In the cold, dark street,
Something's growing.
It's getting to me,
And it's showing.
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9. |
Swimming With Octopi
04:18
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My good gal's padding her stash of cash.
I'm going into overdraft.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
She gets cool G checks from her family.
Mine doesn't even send a card to me.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
It's like you're picking on
A great, big hand farm,
And all you pull up is arms.
My old man's pulling six figures. Bet
All I think he gives me is debt.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
Or working on the home of a PhD.
He don't even seem to notice me.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
It's like you're picking on
A great, big hand farm,
And all you pull up is arms.
My band got a label it was some big deal.
Now, I don't even know if that shit's for real.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
Now I'm bringing out food to a well-off man.
He don't even give me ten percent.
It's like swimming with octopi,
Looking for a hand.
It's like you're picking on
A great, big hand farm,
And all you pull up is arms.
There's a man on the road with a cardboard sign.
Honestly, I can't even spare a dime.
It's like swimming with octopi.
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10. |
The Estimates
03:38
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It's the same old song.
It goes on and on.
How about you tacet now
With your furrowed brow?
You've been mad-dogging hard
At a foregone tomorrow.
What is the point of now,
If you ain't gonna be here anyhow?
It's a long death march.
A patient race to the arch.
Should make the best of it,
Instead, you're steady checking the estimates.
Oh, for the year
They said they got the estimates.
Did they get the estimates off?
For the year
They said they got the estimates,
Oh, they got the estimates off.
For the year
They said they got the estimates.
Did they get the estimates off?
For the year?
They said they got the estimates.
Yeah, they got the estimates.
Break out the old box wine.
It don't take you no time
To start to spin that yarn about
You found a stash barn.
You made off with a bit.
Went for the rest of it,
But your estimate was off.
For the year.
They said they got the estimates.
Did they get the estimates off?
For the year
They said they got the estimates,
Oh, they got the estimates off.
For the year
They said they got the estimates.
Did they get the estimates off?
For the year?
They said they got the estimates.
Yeah, they got the estimates.
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11. |
You & I
04:27
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Nice to know it.
You always walk the mile.
It's nice to have
You on my side.
And I should own it.
I should wake up and smile.
I should laugh.
Maybe that's why.
When we're on it,
You and I make skies bluest blush
And I know it, alright.
It's coming on strong,
And it's nice to see it last
At least this long.
Baby, I'm like, "It's alright."
You ask to own all that I've become, and I,
I get so much more from you.
I'll be honest.
I will work every day
To get it right.
Try and be cool.
Cuz you are all this,
And a moment with you is something
I don't wanna miss.
Maybe you'll hiss.
Maybe a kiss.
You ask to own all that I've become, and I,
I become much more because of
You and I.
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