I?m ugly, I?m lazy I?m always there to take the blame I?m a drag but you?ll never find out Just push me around and I?ll walk away, walk away I?m a genius
It's not the pain you bring me or the presents you lay at my door or the kind of love you try to show me that makes me want you anymore Love ain'
saw him sing 2 black eyes, from a knuckle and a biker's ring climbing up the speakers, hanging from The Balla rafters Hamilton punk king swinging
(Bruce Cockburn) Chorus Tie me at the crossroads when I die Hang me in the wind til I get good and dry And the kids that pass can scratch their heads
Last night out in the dark I was watching werewolves in the park, stoned I used to run with that pack Till they broke my balls and cracked my jack Stoned
It's impatience that's holding back the clocks It's a life of dates and documents The soul searchers wheel and deal If you're looking for repentance
(Fearing/ White) A masterpiece She's a masterpiece She's a masterpiece She's gone Everything She took everything Everything She's gone If I catch you
last ones at the party no place left to go you sit and watch the seaside I'll try to get some dough you know I don't need no reason to understand
song on the radio It's sad and it's familiar spreading like a rumour And everybody knows that old song on the radio As clear as black and white We can
(Willie P. Bennett) Once I was a rich man, A gambler was my game 'Til I saw her cool beauty Inside her danced my flame And I watched till my desire
Jenny ran along beside me With a handful of roses And a red petal caught in her hair She said some never know When their last friend is gone You
little closer Just give me the green light You're so easy to love No party scenes takin' up my time They don't mean nothin', nothin' to me Jacks and kings
Turn my back on no man's gun Likewise with anyone It's not so dangerous It's not a smart thing to do But if I had my choice I'd take away his voice
I've been waiting a long time holding my tongue studying the situation run and get the turnkey tell him to release the ill for every man must have
lucky ones who never stumble and fall blue flame searchin for a hot love deep in the city is deep in his heart searching the scene he raises his black
Cold and lonely on the road Lord I wish I had a hole to climb in Summer's warm rain sure ain't coming and it seems to me that I'm thumbing again
(Willie P. Bennett) Once I was a rich man, A gambler was my game ?Til I saw her cool beauty Inside her danced my flame And I watched till my desire