On The Way, Downtown

(Parsons/Brennan)

 

Now if you want, we could drive into town

Maybe pick up the drugs cause’ your prescription ran out.

It’s no secret that you defend your means when they’re at odds with your ends.

 

I’ll pick you up when you’re done at the pharmacy,

You can take the backseat of you need to sleep.

We can go anywhere you want just stick with me.

 

Once we spoke of love inside a taxi cab

With chewing gum stuck to the back of my leg.

Now something evil is going down as the lights ahead turn red on the way downtown.

 

I’ll pick you up when you’re done at the pharmacy,

You can take the backseat of you need to sleep.

We can go anywhere you want just stick with me.

Cause’ I know you better than you think I do

Maybe I got what you need just to see it through

Whatever it is, don’t be afraid to.

 

So let me say it straight and you can hold me to this;

Don’t confuse this pain with another man’s bliss.

Cause’ it’s getting harder watching from outside,

If you want it badly, I know for sure you’ll try.

 

 

 

Angry Waltz

(Parsons)

 

Excuse me kind stranger, lead me astray

Down to the square so I can sell you my soul.

See, I’m so tired of leading the virtuous life,

It’s all heat and no fire and I’m turning stone cold.

 

So draw up the contracts and I’ll come prepared

to die by the nib of your fountain pen.

 

Roll it in glitter, bathe me in style,

Send up the script and tear me up like barbed wire.

Yeah I’m on my way, I’m your shooting star

But it won’t be too long until I finally expire.

 

Then you’d lay out my frame and you’d bring in the hoards

and charge twenty-five dollars a piece on the door.

 

Excuse me kind stranger, take all of my art

And pass it around to some folks with esteem.

When it is clear I’m no longer worthwhile, 

You can say that you tried and I’ll have my release.

 

If I had a dollar for each discontent I’m sure you’d still take your twenty percent.

 

 

 

Baby Wants to Hold My Hand 

(Parsons)

 

It took twenty-two years for life to begin

When they poured me all into the cleanest of skins.

It’s either fifteen past or three quarters to,

Except the hour doesn’t count, I’m only counting on you.

 

Baby wants to hold my hand and that’s alright

Baby wants to hold my hand.

Baby wants to hold my hand and that’s alright

Baby wants to hold my hand.

 

Now I’m going all in, it’s a lover’s leap

I kind of got the feeling we were playing for keeps.

Got my fingers crossed, my mind made up for two

But I will not do the things I think they think I should do.

 

Left to my own devices, which vice would I be tightening?

There’s no easy way to keep the thunder from the lightning.

Here I go again, round’ and round’ and over,

So pass me up a shot of that famous Monkey Shoulder I love.

 

 

 

Traveling Salesman

(Parsons)

 

He says that he can walk on water, says he turns water to wine.

There’s only one sign of forewarning, ‘You’ve got to bring an open mind’.

Your number rang out this evening, this irony a cold hard fact.

See, I’ve wanted to speak for two years and eight weeks

But I don’t think I’ll call you back.

 

Cause’ it’s so hard to listen to you telling me I got it all wrong

When they broke you down into pieces and you sold it all for a song.

 

You said you wanted nothing between us, you were working on a heart to heart.

You said you wanted nothing between us and now that’s exactly what we got.

Now you’re just another traveling salesman selling people dreams for free,

You can crash and then burn, no such thing a wrong turns when you don’t have a place to be.

 

You traded all your love in for a hollow vow;

So begins your pain, they applaud you while you slowly drown.

 

 

 

Mama 

(Parsons)

 

Look who it is walking through the door, fancy rags and jazz wax.

So discreet, esprit d’amour - both your feet in concrete.

You want a certain kind of woman to placate your soul,

Teach you all the things you think you need to know.

 

But she’s not your Mama.

 

Look who it is out up on the street, drinking on the corner.

I knew that guy once upon a time we used to have so much in common.

But now you wanna tell me where I’m going wrong, where I should walking and push me along.

 

But you’re not my Mama.

 

 

 

It’s Not Like I Need Somebody’s Help

(Parsons)

 

Where do we go with the knowledge we learn?

My silver ship has the electrics all burned.

New words drag painful like gravel rash,

Ain’t been the same since my heart attack.

 

No, it’s not like I need somebody’s help.

 

I do not show what you think I should show.

I won’t control what I cannot control.

Just stop baby, won’t you let down your face?

It takes more muscles to smile anyway.

 

No, it’s not like I need somebody’s help.

 

 

 

I’ll Live and I’ll Die

(Parsons)

 

You’ve got that look so pretty and free,

But we both got lovers waiting patiently.

And I know that you’re a lot older than me;

So I’ll live and I’ll die with that possibility.

 

I often wonder why I look at you

If you’re thinking what I’m thinking, even though it’s taboo.

I know it’s wrong but I feel it’s so true,

So I’ll live and I’ll die and you won’t have a clue.

 

Smile at me baby even though it might hurt,

But it’s better than stealing another man’s girl.

Dance for me darlin’ but don’y punish me much,

Cause’ I’ll live and I’ll die and ain’t that enough?

Clinging to hope is a dangerous game,

But I got it covered - I’m walking away.

Then I’m reminded of things that you say,

So I’ll live and I’ll die with it all in my brain.

 

Now I got these words and you got your man,

If I cannot have you I guess I’ll pretend.

They tell me I’m happy and ‘don’t fuck with the plan’.

So, I’ll live and I’ll die and we’ll try to be friends.

 

Smile at me baby even though it might hurt,

But it’s better than stealing another man’s girl.

Dance for me darlin’ but don’y punish me much,

Cause’ I’ll live and I’ll die and ain’t that enough?

 

 

 

Big Sky

(Parsons)

 

I can’t forget the night before you went away from me,

I never thought I’d be that guy to ask you where you’d been.

Thread me back into myself, what have I gone and done?

Selling you a poor excuse for a man who said too much.

 

Let the Big Sky take us there and we’ll be gone.

Let me say my lover’s prayer and I’ll hold on.

 

Another night another day I’ll lived to tell our tale,

Just watch out for that creepy guy who likes to read your mail.

There’s other things you wish to hold; you might not let me know,

And if you believe in diamond rings we might as well let go.

 

Let the Big Sky take us there and we’ll be gone.

Let me say my lover’s prayer and I’ll hold on.

 

 

 

Base of the Hill

(Parsons)

 

There’s no easy passage as far as I can tell

And I’ve no more fancy answers.

My fears are still just questions disguised a bit too well.

Sitting down here at the base of the hill,

Sitting down here at the base of the hill.

 

Now I believe in romance but I’m not the romantic kind.

And that don’t count for nothing.

Still I’ve always been suspicious when the bells begin to chime,

Sitting down here at the base of the hill,

Sitting down here at the base of the hill.

 

It’s hard to tell the difference from what art means and what it says,

So I guess I’ve got to live it.

I’m just so tired of seeing it through this pixellated lens,

Sitting down here at the base of the hill,

Sitting down here at the base of the hill.

 

 

 

Would You Understand?

(Parsons)

 

Take it from me as a traveling man 

Still doing the things you can’t understand;

Been walking around with our love in mind,

And every thought leaves unsatisfied.

 

You’re still chasing the house with the picket fence

While I go to sleep on an asphalt bed.

A river tears, concerns so deep

A shift store love sold downstream.

 

If it’s a joke it’s wearing thin,

And I know you hate my friends;

But if I started in on that, would you understand me?

Would you understand?

 

Could it be too late to change my plan?

Steal that silver ring right back off your hand.

We’re closer apart and we’re blessed and cursed - 

We promised the best but we lied in the church.

 

If it’s a joke it’s wearing thin,

And I know you hate my friends;

But if I started in on that, would you understand me?

I never cared to call your bluff, which was punishment enough

But if I started in on that, would you understand me?

Would you understand?

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