Both our families afer gathering We're cutting a baby out With my grandmother's heirloom antler-handledcarving knife They were under hr grand chandelier
Dark dream world All alone Shadows movin' Shadows have long gone by Shadows have long gone by Dark night of the soul Our souls Time slippin' by I call
(Vic Chesnutt) I was shivering, I'll admit it I had nothing better to do except to wheeze my lazy wheeze "Bernadette, where are you" "Bernadette, where
no chocolate in the duty free shop two drops of scotch gonna end up on his crotch, tonight all alone, sitting on the throne some native tounge on the
(Vic Chesnutt) I just never could say, "good bye" or "adieu" ooh, but the years, they have been so kind to you there's some skills that I have learned
(Vic Chesnutt) where did you go after the parade I wandered, searching for about an hour then I parked it on a bench shifting and sulking those pesky
(Vic Chesnutt) dogs are barking, birds are chirping the only thing better if I was squirting but there's no one here to love on me today for the maiden
(Vic Chesnutt) sitting in a square room my voice is freezing and the beams that are bouncing off the moon are hanging from my window like icicles just
(Vic Chesnutt) I can see my old hotel down amongst the smells I'm up above that ancient city river it's filtered by my lousy liver it's filtered by my
(Vic Chesnutt) knowing what I know now I should've had a cow I didn't realize you were to be despised I must have been one of history's stupidest men '
(Vic Chesnutt) I was shaking with laugther scared the bratty children did I destroy the ambience I'm sure for that hoity-toity patron it wasn't pretty
(Vic Chesnutt) she said her father looked like Woodrow Wilson she said her father looked like Woodrow Wilson presiding from behind prescription lenses
(Vic Chesnutt) she's so musical look at her dance in a flurry who get's to lead do know it's not Arthur Murray emasculate me with your biology bend me
(Vic Chesnutt) we will remain ignorant incapable of knowing insoluble is the problem curiosity, sleeping killed the caterpillar curiosity, empty is a
(Vic Chesnutt) sitting in the breakfast nook flipping through a saucy book browsing for a bit of titillation (that's what you do, that's what you do)
I am sick of you Expecting me to do All those puny ingratiations You know I am a terrible patient I am barely alive Ever since my daddy died And I've
Rave and rant in yer old Foster Grants I can see my billowy reflection You're a giant You're a giant A little late night caching A tender moving soul
I'm so sorry You had to kick my ass You said I ruined your life I didn't mean to do that I had to untangle Where we was entwined It was strangling me
