Lyrics


Start Again

Don't bring my thoughts home in no brown paper bag
Don't got no bar code on the back of my neck
This body is not your machine to make money
I was put on this earth to love everybody
we're all losing our mind, but we can't see it
I gotta keep thinking it's not illegal yet
just cause you say it don't mean I believe it
anything's possible if you choose to dream it

I can feel it rumbling through my soul
it is lost what this world has controlled
I can feel it tearing through my veins
it's pumpin through my heart
you got to start again

and love's not a luxury that only rich can afford
And sometimes you've got a hunger that can't be ignored
I say your body is not a machine to make money
you were put on this earth to love everybody
we're all losing our minds, we can't see it
Gotta keep believin it's not illegal yet
and they'll try to tell you your nothing don't you believe them
you've got to find hope and never give it up yeah


Fire Breather

Now here she comes
yeah and she's walkin down the street and I know
Know she's comin for me like a demon
this demon's quick on her feet
oh lately

she drinks fire
and she breathes fire
like tequilla on a warm summer's night
some would say
she just can't be right

now I warn you
no don't take her home
you'll say that you love her
then she'll leave you alone
you've got to believe me man
I've seen it before

Now she's the prettiest flower
that you'd ever seen
but if you flash that money
her eyes would steam
moving like a butterfly they say
but stingin like a bee
and I can see this time
that she's coming for me

Old Time Love

Don't want no gold digger.
Don't want a love that burns away.
Don't want no saturday night lover.
Don't want a love that goes astray.

Give me that old time love.
Like my Grandma had for my Grandpa.
Give me that old time love.
Like a Sunday afternoon
Watchin flowers bloom love.

Don't want a lover who is cruel.
Don't want a love that would take down to you.
Don't want a love that's never satisfied.
Don't want a love I run and hide from.

Yeah, I'll know that it's true
when she can look right through me.
Yeah, I'll know that it's real.
When the scars start to heal.


Never Too Late

Can't run away this time
Still got miles and miles of knots to unwind
I don't care how it looks
I'm gonna light this fire
Let your spirit blaze and let your head perspire

And you might get lost
year after year
but it's never too late to quit trusting in fear
I said it's never too late to quit trusting in fear

we all go through it everyday
we all suffer you might as well be creative with it

Well I'm not sayin that it's easy
I'm not sayin there ain't bruises when you see me
Oh things will tear at you
they will beat you down
but I know in my soul
that that's not what life's about

Still Believe

There was a time when I was so young, when I was so young
I was told I could be anything, anything that I wanted to be
But somewhere down the line, I was told hat it's a lie
and that I have to embrace, reality

But I don't care, don't care what you say
I'm gonna be the man
I always knew that I'd grow up to be yeah
I don't care what you say
because that real world
it don't mean nothin to me
I don't care what you say
I still believe in my dreams
so believe in me

ok, so maybe it'll be harder than I think
Ok, so maybe I stand to loose everything
but I'm still sitting at the table
saying dealer, deal me in
Cuz I'm ready to loose
but I'm ready-er to win

Nowhere

2AM
time to go home
I pack up my guitar
she's the only one I can hold
Kiss the barflies
say"goodnight love"
get in the car and just drive
but I'm going nowhere
going nowhere
60 miles an hour

I call up my mama
we talk about life and love
and the things that could make us cry on demand
she said "I worry about you David"
"you eating OK?"
I said "I guess"

And for a while I sing with the radio
now I'm praying to God oh I plead my soul
Oh man, oh man, oh man
it just feels like I'm going nowhere
going nowhere just as fast as I can get there

6am
and partially broken
because in my tears my face has soak-en
and I'm so tired now
but that sun on the horizon reminds me to keep pressing on
keep pressing on

The Night I Killed Bubbles the Clown(by Andrew Delaney)

well in the distance I can still see those carnival lights
the sky was black, the moon was green
it was me and a shovel and a friend of mine
and can of gasoline

well I had to tell someone
and so I told Gary the geek
Oh but he told the dogboy
who always had that bone to pick with me
and when it got to big Hilda awe you should have heard that fat lady scream

I brought that whole circus down
the night I killed Bubbles the clown

Now ringmaster Charlie
was headed forthe border that day
awe but they caught him south of Austin
hauled him in and put him in chains
now he's drivin them rail spikes
and hear he still curses my name

now pinhead's in the pen the flyin frenchman's in the ground
he hung himself from the trapise when the law came sniffin round
they found a trailor in the woods, but not a shred of the remains
just the wall all covered in blood, and grease paint

I saw that prosecutor drooling just describing the scene
and that whole court went kangaroo and nobody got away clean
well,
nobody but me!
now I don't expect you to ever understand
so I'll take that truth to my grave
but see under that makeup he was a different man
and I think it's better this way