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San Francisco
04:26
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Morning came like a shot right between the eyes
As I paced on your steps where I gave you the rest of my heart last night
Where you wrapped me in misery's shroud
As I stared a hole in some Golden Gate cloud
Oh you know I could never be proud
Of that night in San Francisco
She had a cocktail dress wrapped around her like a proud black flag
Winding her way without a word up the tenement drag
And deep in her eyes ran a river of pain
There was a spot on her neck where true love sunk its fangs
Red as the rod cupid shot through her brain
One night in San Francisco
I was out on the porch, just screwing around by myself
Rolling cigarettes outside of the Wild West Motel
Watching the parasites looking for hosts
Guzzling their wine and gassing their ghosts
Baby it hurt me so much more than most
What you did in San Francisco
The next night at the gig I was down and I was pushing my luck
When you crawled to the top of my psychological muck
So I played a sad one and the hipsters all moaned
And made for the sidewalk like rats from the hold
And I stood there singing a song all alone
Just me and San Francisco
Cause Saturday's promises tend just to wither and die
Up against Sunday's headache when you wonder why the hell you ever
tried
So I smile as you take the money and run
Cause falling in love's just like staring at the Sun
We were just kids, we were having our fun
One night in San Francisco
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2. |
So Long
03:16
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I do all the things I do because I like you
And I say every stupid thing because I need you
Because I love you, because I want you
Just hold on
A few drinks will change the way you think
It don't get better
She'll be anything you need
If you let her
What's the matter?
There's nothing sadder
Than so long
You slow down, pull the car around
And we get in it
Life seems like just a poison dream
It gets you thinking
You've been sliding, you've been hiding
From yourself
You could've had it, you could've had it
You could've had it all
There's nothing sadder
Than so long
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3. |
Pipe Dreaming
03:57
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She was wild, she was free
With a leather jacket and a rosary
And a tattoo of Charles Bukowski
For good luck from a bad man
With happy hour gleaming in her eyes, she gets so sick and tired
Of scheming for a game she just can't win
She's leaving the city again
She rolled the dice, bet a horse
Lost her faith in the Universe
And sorrow came twisted and heartless
And spun its webs through her chest
So if you lay down on the bench
With curbside Christs and dissidents
Count your vowels and consonants
Cause someone will steal them away
She's leaving the city today
But I don't mind it
When I'm at my best
And if I don't see morning come around again
I could be happy here
I could be happy here
She danced her last in a small flat
With Kafka drowning in the bath
And the ramblings of prophets and paupers
For sale on 30th Street
Shot her arms with poison paint
Till she was out of art to make
And lay down at the stony feet of the Spirit of Transportation
She's leaving the city before it takes her
But I don't mind it
When I'm at my best
And if I don't see morning come around again
I could be happy here
I could be happy here
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4. |
Happy All the Time
03:23
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I'll be drinking wine wine wine till I'm happy all the time
Crack another beer beer beer, send it over here
And would you please ignore my friends, I'm doing fine
Been drinking my wine wine wine, now I'm happy all the time
She's coming over real soon, we're gonna have fun
Well I've been up since Noon, but I've been drunk since One
So if you come without my whiskey, would you bring my gun
Cause I don't wanna live no more, it ain't no fun
I lost my lover, and I lost my only friend
I lost my mind and I damned near lost my band
And I spent all your money on whiskey, wine, and gin
And if I had it back I'd buy every bottle again
I woke up today in a motel room
And I don't know what I did last night, or what I said to you
But would you please get off my case, I'm fucking fine
I've been drinking my wine wine wine, now I'm happy all the time
I'll be drinking my wine wine wine till I'm happy all the time
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Trains
05:07
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He drove all the way to Texas
In his daddy's beat-up Lexus
Made it back to Tennessee before it quit
Now he's drinking like a tempest
In a backstreet bar in Memphis
Trying to find it in his heart to give a shit
She was born in Mississippi
To a Fascist and a hippie
So growing up, she never stood a chance
Hitched her way to Carolina
Waited tables in a diner
Trying to save a bit of dough and meet a man
While I was coming into Cleveland
Too sick and tired for dreaming,
My empty pockets filling up with rain
So I sat there getting rowdy
With the drifters and the townies
And we talked about our lives gone down the drain
Cause I need you, baby
To know me
And I want you, darling
To care
And I may be nothing to most girls, but you
Always made me want to start again
The schedule there was cryptic, and the mood apocalyptic
When I finally climbed aboard that evening train
So I lay down in the distance
While the derelict and mystics
Counted up the corkscrews in their brains
Then I looked at you like Lewis looked at Clark
And we faced off with that Mississippi dark
Cause I need you, baby
To know me
And I want you, darling
To care
And I may be nothing to most girls, but you
Always made me want to start again
You always made me want to try again
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My love brought me flowers
The day that I needed them most
I stared at my shoes for an hour
And went home with the usual ghosts
For a minute or two I was like you
But I couldn't stay the pace
So If you bring me flowers,
Leave them in the usual place
We talked on the phone for a while
Trying to get you to laugh
I Know that it ain't your style
But I wish that you'd just ask
Cause I could get you high for a little while
Then we'd feel different at least
But if you bring me flowers
Watch out for Angeline
If you bring me flowers
Watch out for Angeline
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7. |
Big Empty Shoes
02:56
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Brooklyn's like a wildfire
Sitting in the midnight mire
While I go up on trial too tired to speak
The college kids are getting trashed
Causing problems in the back
Maybe I'm too sad, it's just as well
If you're happy and you know it, go to hell
I packed a bag with phantom hope
Climbed aboard a ferry boat
While tears were slipping slowly down your face
You're back home now tossing darts
With your lazy eyes and your broken heart
The gentle way you slip between the cracks
If I had a prayer, I'd give you half
Driving down the 101
Running from the setting Sun
With yesterday's old smile still on my face
In a town with half a horse
You look your best, you feel your worst
The barman gently tends to all the flies
Can you count the stars up in his eyes?
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Could you drive me to the station? I wanna catch a train
And ride around with the people till I feel well again
There's comfort sometimes in knowing no one gives a damn
Cause I don't care about anything, I don't care
My neighbors sit on porches, pouring drinks
Maybe I should find Jesus, or a better shrink
Then someone lights a candle and my world explodes
Cause I don't care about anything, I suppose
I don't care about anything
I gave life my best shot, but it's been shooting back
To hide away with some dignity is all I ask
And if you don't wanna love me no more, here's your chance
Cause I don't care about anything, I don't care
I don't care about anything, I don't care
I don't care about anything
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9. |
I Feel Better
04:08
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For a rest from the gloom
I'm staring out the window of my room
At a starry starry night
Do you see it too?
I quit while I was ahead
In my heart I'm still a no good, fuckup kid
Please take me as I am, you always do
I've sure been missing you
When it's late and I'm alone
And night has wrapped a shroud around my bones
I think of dying, then I think of you
I've sure been missing you
Cause I feel better with
I feel better with you
Yeah I feel better with
I feel better with you
It's getting hard to talk
But you can say the things I'm scared I thought
To be alone forevermore is cruel
But I feel better with
I feel better with you
Yeah I feel better with
I feel better with you
Yeah I feel better with
I feel better with you
I've sure been missing you
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