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Don’t make fun of my action figure / It only takes a second to pull the trigger / Don’t make fun the hurt still lingers / I wanna get paid cause I’m a believer…I’d a bought a guitar if I wanted some music / but it would not make a sound cause I’d never use it / So I got me this heater for a change in climate / It may do me some good if they ever buy it…Don’t make fun of my action figure / It only takes a second to pull the trigger / Don’t make fun babe the hurt still lingers / I wanna get laid cause I’m a believer…My ma was a puncher, my pa was a ducker / I guess that’s why they call me the FUNKSUCKER / Still waters run deep at the tip of my finger / rubbing the gun of my action figure…Don’t make fun of my action figure/ It only takes a second to pull the trigger/ Don’t make fun y’all the hurt still lingers / I wanna get paid cause I’m a believer

I should thank my lucky stars / hanging here at the end of the bar / but Momma always said I was born too soon / and I’ll never get ahead of the DAYLIGHT MOON…I don’t know what went wrong / No one asked to sing my song / Well, Papa always said that we die too soon / and we never get ahead of the daylight moon…No one knows my bitter hope / hanging here by the end of a rope / If the world’s an oyster, or if it’s a tomb / well, I’ll never get ahead of the daylight moon / Never get ahead…No one asked me what’s my sign / when they took my ticket to get in line / Well, I know it’s midnight before it’s noon / but I’ll never get ahead of the daylight moon

CHEAP WIG BLUES: You work away to get somewhere higher than you’ve been / and you think you know where you will be this time tomorrow / You feel no pain as you walk in the rain that’s come to tide you over / but the steps you take still feel like you’ll make your way to the gallows…What can you do when you just sing the blues / –and it’s all you can do with your time? / How will it be if you just sing the tune / all the way to the end of the line? / Do you know that you are who you are? / Will you be the man you think you are?

Could have been an artist / a citizen modeled smarter / if you hadn’t swallowed the moon / and stirred the boys and girls to swoon / Now rays of hope and despair/ fast-fade into the raking air / When you got that je ne sais quoi / you know there’s only one way out of the parking lot…When you’re MAYOR OF GENEVA / I’ll be sure to come and see ya / I’ll be the first to say that I believe ya…Could have been a ferret / a fish that they weren’t very fond of / had you not forgotten the tune / and turned on their phlogiston boom / Now rads of blue and grayer / rain down on all happy paraders / When you got that je ne sais pas / they wonder what they haven’t got that you’ve got…When you’re mayor of Geneva / I’ll be sure to come and see ya / I’ll be the one to say that I believe ya / When you’re mayor of Geneva / do you know how they’re gonna plead ya / –do you think that your creator will come to meet ya?…Sais quoi, say quoi. Say what?…Who could ever be so wrong / that it seems so right in a song? / So when you hear that je ne sais rag / you know there’s only one way out of this paper bag…When you’re mayor of Geneva / do you know how they’re gonna plead ya / –do you pray that your creator will come to meet ya? / When you’re mayor of Geneva / I’ll be sure to come and see ya / I’ll be the one who said that I believed ya

DRINK YER TEA

The slacker is jawing with the slack-jawed waif / on the other side of this glassed-in place / while a waiter is baiting the straitjacket trade / with EGYPTIAN WAFERS and deviled eggs / Could you pass me the pepper, and pass me the salt? / If I could taste my food, if I could ask you at all / would you sneak me a drink before the sun sinks low? / What tomorrow brings, could you ever know?…Did I tell you how the movie house / burned to the ground and school let out / so we could watch the blaze in the autumn haze? / –you should’ve seen it plain as yesterday / Did I tell you how the school burned down? / Three kids were found running from the sound / of the siren’s chase in the summer haze / –you never see it plain as yesterday…This could be your place on the beach / where the sand shifts with the stormy breeze / This could be where the rainbow ends / and the shining sun is shaded from your head…The slacker is yawning at the slack-jawed waif / from the other side of a glassy gaze / while a waiter has found his straitjacket trade / in Egyptian wafers and deviled eggs / Could you pass me the pepper, and pass me the salt? / If I could taste my food, maybe I’d hear you talk / of the times we drank til the tide went low / What tomorrow brings, could you ever know?…Did I tell you how the movie house/ burned to the ground and school let out / so we could watch the blaze in the autumn haze? / –you always see it plain as yesterday / Did I tell you how the school burned down? / –three kids were found running from the sound of the siren’s chase in the summer haze / –you never see it plain as yesterday

Can’t stay in this world the way it is / I’m gonna take a trip / Gonna leave it all behind the way it is / Yea, I’m gonna make a slip / Can’t leave this two-timing world way too soon / I’m gonna take a ONE-WAY TRIP to the moon…Can’t leave this world the way it is / I’m gonna pray for rain / Gonna leave it all behind the way it is / fuck-sunk in its pain / Gonna leave this two-faced world before it’s too late / I’m gonna take, take, take / a one-way trip to the moon…I am not the kind of guy to fly off the handle just to fly / but if you are going to push me this far / I’d rather fly to the nearest star / or park my car on Mars / (but I’ll settle for the moon since it’s in the neighborhood)

TIPTOE PRAYER

LORN SONG OF THE BALLADEER: If I ever write this song / I’ll sing it for you / in a town on a hillside where the grey clouds the view / If I ever write this song / I’ll sing it to you / from a beach where the water slowly fades to sky blue…If I ever write this song…If I ever write this song and words turn to rain / they’ll flow down a mountain and into a drain / that meets with the river at the end of your street / If I ever write this song I’ll be back on my feet…If I ever write this song…If I ever sing this song and the tune turns to sand / it will shift with the ebb tide away from the land / where we’d never be lost as lost we are now / if I ever sing this song I’ll be wondering aloud…If I ever write this song / I’ll sing it for you / in the dark of a nightclub by the light of the moon / if I ever write this song / I’ll sing it with you / at the end of the old pier like we used to do…If I ever write this song

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