Under My Bed

Its under my bed, somewhere and i don't
No i don't got the time to chase
Its a litte dark and dusty and my feet
They could use a little change
So i went crashing down the hill, trashed on a pill
And everything was one sweet haze
Time took a travel as i tripped on this daze
I went rushing back to my bed and fell flat on my face

She frowns at me and wonders why
Why i never ever tried to come back
Its a little dark and dusty and my mind
It could use a little change
So i went soaring through the sky, trashed on this high
And everything was one sweet blaze
Time took a standstill as i leaped through the laze
I found myself all alone and my bed was over my face

They took me over to the hilltop where we gazed
Gazed at the imprisoned sky
It was a little dark and dusty and the moon
It could use a little change
So i went sailing with this kite, trashed on this night
And everything was one alarming maze
Time ceased to exist as i tried to free me from this cage
It took me back to where i was and i found it under my bed

All Just Good For Me

An arrow she penetrates like
A sparrow she sweetens like
A sugar she blends like
A salt she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An anesthesia she alleviates like
A supernova she novelties like
A cake she ices like
A caramel she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An asteroid she amazes like
A cartoon she smiles like
A perfume she smells like
A strawberry she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An aerobic she fits like
A bird she sings like
A flower she looks like
A Heaven she feels like

I dont care as long as its good for me
And this
Its all just good for me

Killer Instinct

Summer Shade, it flows
Like a drop of water
Through the sky

Insects crawling on the clouds

Autumn Sun, it sets
Like a pinch of sand
Through the night

Buried in its deepest darkest void

Winter Moon, it howls
Like a tortured wolf
Through the mire

Its life, it trembles with fear

Ocean Wind, it burns
Like a friction igniting
Through the cages

Torpedoes coming back to life

Gamma Ray, it freezes
Like a cold execution
Through the chair

Lightning embraces the blind

Killer Instinct, it grows
Like a magic beanstalk
Through the soil

Germinating with evil desire

Acid Rain, it stains
Like a poison virus
Through the veins

Desecrating the minds with infection

The last remaing hour, it chokes
Like a world about to end
Through the hands of time

The pinch of sand slipping away

Warmer Than Ice

Need to watch out for the
Spiders
Needs to look out for the
Cooks
They boil their brew in poison
Its a web of lice
Enough to entice

They stole their gold from the
corridors
They stole their bricks from the
Walls
They isolate their slaves at home
Its a prison of choice
Its colder than ice

Forced to take a breather from the
Oven vent
Forced to stand alone in the middle of
Nowhere
They let go only when they need freedom
Then they leave it to the mice
That how they roll their dice

Turned the gold into paper
Turned the slaves into masters
They melted the spider venom with an oven vent
A safe home for the lice
It was warmer than the ice

The Next Song

Got a pocket sized book to learn French
Loaded in my pocket
Put my Flannel shirt on

Put on my dying old Fedora
And some sun glasses
Got them at a gas station

Wore my favourite canvas shoes
With my socks pulled up
The star was fading

Got a memory of her
In a photograph
Took it with my I pod touch

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Went down to the skating rink
Got me some ice blades
Yeah,i fell in love

Smashed up a ten strike
Down at the bowling alley
The bowling alley food sucked

So we went to the bar
And we got more drunk
The bar tender threw us out

Walked to the diner
Scrambled just like eggs
We were a dollar short

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Asked if i could drop her home
She said she wasn't from here
She was from out of town

So i took her back to my hotel
Where we made love
Some real sweet love

Headed down for some breakfast
it was a buffet
She wasn't really hungry

A piece of juice bacon was
Hanging from my mouth
Wrapped some bread in a napkin

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Started up my rental to
eighties glam world
Gotta really hate that

She smoked her Du Maurier's
While the window was still shut
We didn't speak a word

Just then a cop came
and he caught us for speeding
Told him i loved his glares

Shocked, she looked at me
and asked what i was wearing
I said its in the first verse

There's more
There's more
Its in the next song

Shine

Smoke blows off the west coast

The east coast plays, oh so cold

The cars, they are moving so slow

Seems like they are going nowhere

You don't return any of my calls

The standard you play, you're so busy

I am just here in my lodge

The wind it makes me , oh so crazy

We've got to find a way out of here

Before somebody else does

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

The flower case is empty

Looks like the water's dried up

The petal skin on your forehead

Slowly it turns from grey to red

These walls, they make a hollow sound

You see we were always unbound

The grease stain on my forehead

Slowly it fades from grey to dead

We've got to find a way out of here

Before somebody else does

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

The smoke has now disappeared

Leaving me without your touch

The cars, they have now been parked up

Seems like they have reached to nowhere

You don't return any of my calls

You see, i just have to understand

I am just here in my lodge

The wind is now my friend

We've got to find a way in this place

Before somebody gets hurt

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

Shoes (It's a disaster but it is only natural)

Chimney's burning

Train's a rolling

Now she's going

Home

Street Light's burning

Truck's a rolling

The cargo's moving

Home

Fire's burning

Earthquake's a rolling

Hurricane's swinging

Home

Heart's a bleeding

Fear's a rolling

Now she ain't got no

Home

How can we feel

What they are going

Through?

When they don't even

Have their own

Shoes

Fund's a raising

Hypocrisy's a rolling

Concert's playing at

Home

Lies' a printing

Story's a writing

Party's a happening

Home

Stock's a crashing

Money's a building

Now they've got a new

Home

Child's a drowning

Water's a drying

Now they crave for a

Home

How can we feel

What they are going

Through?

When we cant even

Lend them our own

Shoes

So lend them your shoes

No don't lend them your soul

I said lend them you shoes

No don't lend them your soul

Name ?

Connections

All we ever strive for

Nothing gets worse

Than not gettin' to

Reach out

I wanna shout

I wanna scream

I wanna hear

What you'd like to feed me

I wanna burn

I wanna rest

I wanna push out all the pieces

You stabbed in my chest

So take the fall

I have tried

The best i could

To reach out

So now we are left with just one

Thing to do

You did all you could and left me here

With attitude

Things wont be the same you pray

Hey

No there ain't no god to save this day

No

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Name

All we ever strive for

Nothing gets worse than

To be blamed for

I wanna breathe

I wanna sing

I wanna spit

Out my feelings

I wanna dig

I wanna seek

The truth is bigger than

Than the lie that is bieng sold

So take the plunge

Feel the throttle

Its just a pull

Away from what you were

So now we are left with just one

Thing to do

You did all you could and left me here

With attitude

Things wont be the same you pray

Hey

No there ain't no god to save this day

No

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

A Stirrer And A Straw

Sunday morning

Newspaper

Scrambled eggs

And toast

Coffee mugs

Stirrer and a straw

I wish you

Were here

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to get my head wired

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

Writing pads

Scribbles on the wall

Paint on your cheeks

Memory

The lights go out

Just like that

I can hear you

Sing

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to make me feel alive

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

School bell rings

We make new plans

A trip to the hills

Disappear

Telephone rings

In the car

Distraction

Hangs the wire

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to get my head wired

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to make me feel alive

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

Chained Freedom

Circles in my head

They make me go

Round and Round

I feels so square

I feels so square

Water in the bath tub

Dont reach no more

Than just my knees

I feel so cold

I feel so cold

Hold me tight

For ever and ever

You promised you will

I feel so gray

I feel so gray

Hide me in your home

Far away from here

They don't need to know

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

Take me to the hangar

And make me see

What its like to fly

I touch these sins

I touch these sins

Skin burns off

To a lower degree

Its spreading disease

My skin is yours

My skin is yours

Keep me awake or

Keep me dead

As long as you keep

I lock the door

You keep the key

Hide me and

Don't try to seek me

It's just a game

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

You're so damn free

Hey you

What do you think about these chains on me now?

Hey you

What do you think about these chains on me now?

Flat File Blues

Mother earth is round

But she be given' me the flat file blues

She said she don't like my type, my character

She was lookin' for a length

A length of four point o

Baby, i am four point one

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

She keeps a treading' on

Like its her own playground

She comes back with sand in her hair

Her old man is a nobody

He fails to exist in this space and time

I don't bother knowing much about him

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

You look so pretty and you don't even know

You look so pretty and you don't even know

No, you don't know

You don't know

You don't know

The highway's empty

But i can't compete with her boyfriends

I smile at her when she stops to fill fuel

The blanket is clean

The pillows are all trashed

We used to be naughty, now i am stuck

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

She asks for the diamonds

I play my heart

She is happy when she is at the club

Bits of paper fly high

Playing tunes to a slow wind

Pretty words greet the sky

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

You look so pretty and you don't even know

You look so pretty and you don't even know

No, you don't know

You don't know

You don't know

She rumbles now and then

With a heart felt intent

Slowly she sees what needs to be

The joker plays the king

In this fascinating dream

He wears a fishing hat and sings a melody

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

Black Rust

A thousand wicked moons

Surround these stars

The ocean water's poisoned

Right to every drop

A ripple in the blue

It's tying us down

Screams from a nighmare

They haunt like fire

A Red flame burning deep

From the dragon's eye

The dagger and the fury

Could not fight its bite

A torture virus spreads

Terrifying dream

Wake me up when the offenders

Slowly die within

A poison scorpion rattles

Screeching venom sting

Black rust injected in

Swamps of toxic human gene

A Pool of ruthless waves

Feed the crimson jaws

Ghosts of lifeless ghosts

Drown the world around

A hissing landslide hammers

Shattering rock and tar

Sand from the graveyard

Buries all forms of life

A Cave of darkness opens

Mesmerizing light

Vultures scavenge life

Like the dead that it was

A Slow Burning Night

Wind blows smooth

Faces in awe

Just like droplets

Of mud water

On a shattered screen

Of a ruined car

Rain

Wiped out

The harmonica sounds good

A hundred miles an hour

A cheap hotel

Real bad service

But the waitress

She looks so good

Smile

Bills paid

A confident loner

He weighs in excess

Feet smell so bad

Socks are clean

I want to feel heaven

I want it now

Home

Far away

Magical eyes

Sleight of hand

Gloves are torn

Remarkably well

Just the silence

Shapes around

Circle

Calculations Postponed

Catapult dreams

Like a wave

A force of nature

Not much to say

Bring in these thoughts

Like a formal gift

Photograph

Memory Ruined

Reincarnate me

A fairy's tale

Lost my steam

A sense of belief

Linger in currents

Push me out

Sand

Bury me in

Now, a six mile ride

Bicycle seat

It hurts so bad

The chains feel free

I would be there

If only i could

Ocean

Pacify me

Me and you

On a hill

Biscuits and tea

Snakes and tents

Climb back down

Not much to feel

Love

Please speak

Seasons

Summer tan comes crawling off

Her lotus skin which peels

Seems like they are burning

Every heart beat that feels

Winter black freezes slowly

Her dark passion which cries

Seems like it takes a message

To make everything all right

Autumn rains make heavens wreak

Of suicide that never wanted to be

Now lingering is the faint smell

Of turbulence and disease

Fall falls like the dead that it is

Pretending to be the face

Of the beauty so misinterpreted

Like ambience and vanity

Black Low Fat Blues

Johnny was only 16

He worked down at that burglary store

He sold them boys at gun point

Things like gummy bears and smack

One day the sheriff made a raid

Sacked down an underground cellar

He be down there pulling his scams and what not

They found a dead horse, a half finger and a creepy soft toy

His mama, she was a sweet old gal

Made the best pancakes on the block

She was like Mother Teresa but just the Teresa part

Thats right, her name was Teresa and she was a nun

The sheriff, he had lost his partner

Johnny had perfected the crime

He was out to seek some blood

When he was suspended for bieng a drunk

He vowed for vengeance anyhow

Threw his badge and polished his gun

Revved up his 1972 Ford Gran Torino

When an engine rumbled and he was out on the road

The county relected the man

For what was the best crime to be resolved

He married the wrong woman, and set off to travel

Where his lost his leg and all of his new earned dough

Rhombus was his name

He was sort of a squarist

He liked to live all alone

He wrote suicide notes for them who wished to leave

He never had made love ever

He wished to do so before he died

He grew them plants and had lots of pets

All of them were just fake and made out of plastic

He liked to paint and draw

And he did it pretty well too

But only things no one would understand

He wrote his final note on a bright sunny day

Sandy was a pretty lady

She worked the night shift on the street

Sometimes she would come during the day

Yea she made a good deal of bad money

She had a heart of gold with a silver lining

She was kind, sweet, gentle and full of smile

She loved coffee, but just the Black Low Fat

She could never ever find it anywhere

She had no one left to love

Her boyfriend was in jail

Johnny was his name

And her brother screamed as he went to hell

Motor City Blues

Chocolate fudge in an antique shop

Changing colours, just like the fall

Battery plant and Amy's smile

She said she is sorry for i am leaving now

Diamond ring, straight down the sink

Her hair blows wild in the savage wind

She loves her kid, she calls him Sage

She'd like to hang out, if she could free her cage

Sister love, some garage tools

Playing Euchre on a pizza stool

The grill is done, the smoking wood

The radio's on, CCR and The Who

Motor City, where is my drive

College town, i wanna get done by five

Grizzly bear, a plate of Polenta

I am back home, could you please open the door

The job is done, just on time

Load the stacker, load the line

Sing one last song, before you close

Play many songs, before i doze

Peace and quiet is all we want

Injection molds, close in and out

Sing a song, sing it loud

It don't matter who and it don't matter what

Puff Cake And Moth Ball Saliva Stew

He be worse than a rattlesnake

He a snake that rat you out

She a stone fox moonlight drive

She a puff cake merry go round

He a dark room spook light rain

He a motorcycle hurricane

She a sweet cheek dessert plate

She a late night movie date

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost Forever

He a slam dunk four point shoot

He a moth ball saliva stew

She a yellow custard fruit and pie

She a bubble wrapper disco light

He a black bird wingless flight

He a belong to nobody's tribe

She a pancake on a maple leaf

She a butterfly on a rolling wheel

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

He a torn eye crooked grin

He a spot face holes within

She a dream smile cowbell ring

She a flute tone melodic string

He a sun burst bleach of hair

He a grease ball key to spare

She a honey baked cookie dove

She a long lost mountain of love

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

He a smoke rage whiskers creep

He a death wish dug too deep

She a vapor smooth drama steam

She a pudding on a candy cream

He a fire breathing oily sack

He a wall scrape crawling nail attack

She a blue ripple in a pool of sand

She a purple moon in a tale of this land

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

Footprint

Looking down the hill

Wild cherries with a footprint

Lonely as a window sill

Burning smoke and a flavor mint

Swing sky high into the song

The rope that holds you tight

The birds have taken rather long

To kill the angels with all their might

Descend slowly back into the joke

The ropes that you are freed from

The birds hold the gun as he spoke

Speechless as he lets go of the gun

Looking up into space

Melting stars with no name

Starving to win the race

The footprints are to blame

Easy

She takes your throne

You are ignorable

She eats the cake

The candles don’t matter

She is in love with you

That’s what she says

You are not deaf

But you are you

Turn around

To the sound

It is easy to forget

That you’re dying

You’re dying

I was here

I was there

Took control

But lost it all

Made through the day

In a pretentious way

Now I am here

Knowing myself

Turn around

To the sound

It is easy to forget

That you’re dying

You’re dying

Ohh

Getting lost seems so easy

Easy

Ohh

Breaking knots isn’t my way

Not my way

Ohh

Soon you will relax on a bed so cold

Thorns of pain

Ohh

I am here and far way

Far away

A Love Called Seattle

A song would be genuine

To show my love

But these "goosegumps" (TM)

Say it all

I could'nt find the right food

Damn those Sesame seeds

I could'nt find the directions

To where i wanted to go

Build a Truck Engine

Watch a TOOL show

Meet some girls

With Seattle glow

Meet your sister

Walk through the trees

Steaming hot soup

At the top of a hill

Mountains and Ales

Guitars and screams

Manufacturing Air Planes

Rain and sun

Grunge turns me on

She was your creation

She lives here

She lives foerver

Fish market

Alki beach

The weather's good

You look so good

I just walked all over you

Thinking you are my long lost friend

You said you were, and it was cool with you

And that i am welcome anytime and hopefully soon