The Squirming Coil of sunset I keep within my reach Tried yesterday to get away And hitchhiked to the beach I saw Satan on the beach Trying to catch
Reba sink a boulder in the water Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle
The woman was a dream I had Though rather hard to keep For when my eyes were watching hers They closed, And I was still asleep. For when my hand was
In the morning I pack up my gear And toss it in my carryall Run the wide load to the lip And watch the big core crack and glow In the evening I undo
I saw you with Carini and that piece of ass You built your house with windows but those windows had no glass Lucy had a lumpy head, Lucy took a walk,
Where I end and you begin I wanna find that line And cross it back and forth Until it disintegrates By our footsteps By our footsteps Where I end and
Dear Mrs. Reagan, I hope you're feeling well Fighting drugs and abortion will keep you out of hell Send in the troops, they'll shut the system down Take
Highway Bill's on the rotary still and he can't even feel the pain Of a sun dried shoulder and a scar from a boulder that cut him right across his vein
Waking up Scattered lace Cigarette From your face Time to go You won't leave I don't know What to believe For I've been fooled by images That move
Halley's Comet, I-said-a Halley's Comet How could you know that I lived in a desperate world? How could you dream that we were all made out of stone
I didn't like cheeseburger alleycats near me A petrified Phish disease, I wish somebody'd hear me I didn't like maple dew, honey melon watercress I didn't like Phish
Well, I saw it again (I saw it again) A form in my window (in my window) It wants to come in (it wants to come in) Well, I seen it before (I seen it
While lying in a misty glade, The stars about begin to fade, Before approaching dawn I watch the tide begin to swell, And wash across the quake. Across
Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy! Anarchy!
The forest seemed to swallow us Your hand was holding tight We walked together several miles And fading was the light So softly then I heard a voice
Oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa Fat sweaty bulldog Stood in the sun Stone village swamp man Slow motion run Tender poke police walker Precious
Throughout the night When there's no direct light And a thin veil of clouds Keeps the stars out of sight I can smell the colors Outside on my lawn The
The workers they come back from their day in the field Jennifer dances and she cooks me a meal A little less salt in the gravy tonight You ought to