bobby was a butcher who borrowed a billion bucks from the bail bond store,
patty was a preacher puttin people in the pews, polished plain or poor
debby was a dealer dealing dope and marijuana the judge gave her three to four
and jacob was a janitor jumpin like a jackrabbit, what are we workin for
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September 2006 Killer Whale.
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If you really want to hear it, I'll tell you a tale.
Of a boy who got caught inside a killer whale.
He lived to tell the story to a man I know
Said there were mountains made of water,
It was 22 below.
It was in the dead of winter, on a fishing retreat,
They only had a hunch, but a hunch is hard to beat
Regardless of the cries of their women they set sail
Past the rocks of Treasure Island, Just around the Devil's Tail.
Well the Captains boy was growing, and the Captain told him right
You watch over your mother till you see my lantern light
But the boy was not a squatter, like his dad he loved the water
He was brave but
fool-hearted stowed away fore they departed
When the first sailfish was landed they caught the boy red-handed
Father wasn't dissappointed first mate he was appointed
The next snag was a big one, the boy manned the 12 gauge shotgun
One man said "the fish has grown" but father would not let it go.
He tied himself to the chair, he said, "you ain't going nowhere"
The boy was most impressed till his father's chair broke from the deck.
No one said a word as the boy went overboard,
swimming for his father, cursing the cold water
Then the big fish turned around and opened his mouth
and took the boy in whole.
And left the Captain alone.
They could hear him scream about, as they pulled the Captain out.
The Captain spared the mother said the boy had simply drowned.
So if you really want to hear it, I'll tell you a tale
Of a boy that got caught inside a killer whale
He live to tell the story to a man I know
Said there were mountains made of water it was 22 below.
COPYRIGHT 2006 JORDAN MYCOSKIE/HALFTOE RECORDS.
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April 2006 Wrecking Ball.
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Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, coolest guy I ever saw
Didn't fight with snakes or chains or chairs
Wrecking Ball just had long hair
Killed a man with his two hands oh, Wrecking Ball, oh Wrecking Ball.
The day it went down eveything was cool,
the script was there and everyone was cool,
Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball.,
Wrecking Ball worked out a little too long,
got his muscles all big and strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong.
Took a chain to the face, got his temper up, and his anger pumping...pumpin'.
Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, Wrecking Ball, get off the tracks when the trains coming thru, Wrecking Ball one two.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Wrecking Ball, you sent a man to heaven, hey!
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December 2005 La La Land.
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I live down here in La La Land, we don't make too many plans.
The hour glass is out of sand, Out here in La La Land.
There's harmony in La La Land, No businessmen just local bands
who have an Ice Cream truckload full of fans from La La Land.
It's happy here in La La Land, there ain't too much that we can't stand
Living our life like Peter Pan, but still getting old
In La La Land were all good friends brought together by circumstance
We lose focus, dream, and sing and dance
we're happy here in La La Land.
I hope you don't misunderstand, there's really not a place called La La Land
but I'll run that race and stake my claim
I got no regrets I got no shame
I'm a citizen looking to expand my spread down here in La La Land.
So if you live in Stressedoutville, every now and then you need to chill
I'll be holding out a helping hand on the border here in La La Land.
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October 2005 Home is Where the Heart Is.
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Some people gamble, some people kill
some people pay, some complain still
I too am guilty, I've been accused
caused everyone involved to lose
because of what I decided to do
when I should have chose what I wouldn't abuse
now outside the box I look at my thoughts
think and dream and pray a lot
on what I've lost and what I've got
and home is never very far
cause I close my eyes and there you are.
Home is where the heart is.
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September 2005 Grocery Shop Girl
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The girl at the Grocery shop don't ever like to talk.
I make conversation she stares at the broken clock
I say have a good one she whispers "screw you"
I was just being
nice but I don't have a clue
Her dad was a communist, she frequents a therapist
she wants compensation for the time that she's lost
She said if I had beans I'd grow me a beanstalk
The girl at the Grocery shop don't ever like to talk.
She studied her timesheets, concluded from that
clocks tick five seconds then five seconds back
She wanted a pony, wished for a crown
settled for
pennies in a bad part of town
The dude at the liquor shop don't ever like to stop
talking to me about the girl at the grocery shop
I say buy her flowers he studders "yeah right"
she's out of my league I'm not wasting my time.
The only time wasted is the time that you feel
like you're going through motions as smooth as a wheel
repeating,
revolving, never evolving
to something much bigger and getting the girl.
Now, the man at the flower stand conducted a modest plan
after I enlightened him of the corner-store-crush at hand
He got so excited he started to shout,
I coughed on my coffee and walked on about.
A couple months later among Ladies and Lords
an underdog wedding confusing of sorts
The grocery shop
girl was the bride and the groom
was the lazy old lucky ass liquor shop dude.
She wanted a pony wished for a crown
settled for love in a bad part of town.
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September 2005 Crayons
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Crayons, crayons, I got crayons galore
had so many colors, but I wanted more
She taught me a lesson, opened a door
Now I don't need so many crayons no more.
Problems through life, I got problems galore
Got so many problems my conscience is sore
She taught me a lesson and opened a door
Now I don't have so many problems no more.
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1.20.05 CHICKEN 4 DINNER
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In the morning when the rooster crows, I put a bullet in it
It's chicken for dinner, chicken for dinner, chicken for dinner.
Mothers, daughters, sisters, kids
forgive me for the things I did.
If you grew up in a kitchen, I got a need that needs attention...
It's chicken for dinner, chicken for dinner, chicken for dinner.
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12. 05.04 Down in the Valley
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Down in the valley where the sunshine shines is where I'm gonna leave when i die, die, die
I'll be standing on a mountaintop, with the Lord I'll see it all.
I'LL SEE DOWN IN THE VALLEY ALL THE ONES I LEFT BEHIND
WATCH EVERYONE I DID WRONG AND TRY TO MAKE IT RIGHT.
AND WHEN THEY GET TO HEAVEN I WILL APOLOGIZE.
Down in the valley where the sunshine shines is where I'm gonna leave when I die, die, die
I'll be standing on a mountaintop, with the Lord I'll see it all.
I'LL SEE ACCROSS THE RIVER WHERE THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREEN
IF EVERYTHING WAS PERFECT THERE WOULD BE NO NEED TO DREAM
I KNOW WHERE I'M GOING AND I KNOW WHAT I NEED.
Down in the valley where the sunshine shines is where I'm gonna leave when I die, die, die
I'll be standing on a mountaintop, with the Lord I'll see it all.
I'LL SEE ACROSS THE SUNSET, OH ALL I GOT IS TIME
I'M HIGHER THAN AN ADDICT ON A HELICOPTER RIDE
I GOT A CLEAR CONSCIENCE AND THE LORD ON MY SIDE.
Down in the valley where the sunshine shines is where I'm gonna leave when I die, die, die
I'll be standing on a mountaintop, with the Lord I'll see it all.
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11. 22.04 Promises and Pearls
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Promises and Pearls, Promises and Pearls I give Promises and Pearls to my good little girl.
I'm a God-fearing man in an imperfect world I give Promises and Pearls to my good little girl.
Promises and Pearls, Promises and Pearls I give Promises and Pearls to my bad little girl.
I'm a mischeif-loving man in an imperfect world I give Promises and Pearls to my bad little girl.
Good little girls ain't so good now and then
She's a hard-loving woman, I'm an easy-loving man.
I love to watch her smile and run my fingers through her curls
and when we dance to Mariachis all she wants to do is twirl.
Promises and Pearls, Promises and Pearls
all my baby wants from me is Promises and Pearls
Promises and Pearls, Promises and Pearls
all my baby wants from me is Promises and Pearls
When she walks into a room all my senses are doomed
If I were a richer man I would buy her the moon
But I'm not so all I give her is.....
Promises and Pearls, Promises and Pearls I give Promises and Pearls to my good little girl.
I'm a God-fearing man in an imperfect world I give Promises and Pearls to my good little girl.
I'm a soul-searching man in an imperfect world I give Promises and Pearls to my good little girl.
Copyright 2004 Halftoe Records
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08.20.04 Reinvent the Wheel
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I want to reinvent the wheel one day and get myself some gold.
The only worries I will have is getting robbed and getting old.
Getting old happens anyway and I know how getting robbed feels.
Nothing's gonna bother me when I reinvent the wheel.
When I reinvent the wheel things are gonna change.
I'll go to bed early and wake up early everyday.
I'll always be on time I'll be there when I say I will.
Everyone will be so proud of me when I reinvent the wheel.
When I reinvent the wheel I'll finally pay my bills.
But I probably won't invent anything and forget about them still.
And I'm sorry if I owe you maybe one day we can make a deal.
You see it takes a lot of time to reinvent the wheel.
to reinvent the wheel Takes a lot of time.
I could really use the money but I'm not the patient kind.
But if that grand Idea comes this story will be real.
And I will tell it proudly when I reinvent the wheel.
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06.23.2004
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To see you once I bet I will
ride seven states from this windowsill
on a porcupine with iron quills
until I see you again
The porcupine will speak in rhyme
of how you won't give me the time
of day, the day that we arrive
I'll cry and hope it's all a lie
If it's not at least I tried.
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05.20.2004 son of johnny horton
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Normally I would have brushed him off, but his eyes were so deep.
He had so much hope in life...that is all he had...and a backpack,
said the highway was his home...a classical guitar without strings, a picture
taped to the
front of it, of him doing a flip with his guitar on fry street in Denton. His
name was
Flipper, he said he was Johnny Horton's son.
He talked of the
feeling of grabbing an entire
audience with a song, that only a performer could know. The last two lines of
the chorus
are word for word. I finally let him play some songs.....we had gaggles of
goosebumps.
He became a heckler after many shots, and was thrown out.
He lives by himself In an old backpack home
He's always polite He's always alone
He's just a victim Of another man's dream
Besides Vietnam He never complains
He said, "I am the lost son of the late Johnny Horton,
if you don't believe me I'll play you a song.
Drugs and good music is all that has saved me.
That is my secret, don't pass it along."
He'll look through your eyeballs to open your mind.
He said, "Depression is petty, and always be kind.
I've been with the big stars, boy listen to me
Dylan was beautiful, Willie was free.
But I am the lost son of the late Johnny Horton,
I know every word to all daddy's songs.
Drugs and good music is all that has saved me.
That is my secret, don't pass it along."
His earlobes are hidden by the tattoos he wears.
A diamond for hope, a heart for his dear.
Under his left eye a prison tattoo,
a teardrop of sorrow in dark faded blue.
But, he is the lost son of the late Johnny Horton,
If you don't believe him, he'll play you a song.
Drugs and good music is all that has saved him.
That is my secret, don't pass it along.
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01.11.2004 peppermint grove
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With a pink makeup pencil and men's bathroom mirror
She opened the door to a young poet's dream.
The note that she wrote said please come alone
I'll meet you at midnight at the Peppermint Grove.
He asked for directions and searched for the address
to the fluorescent garden where stripped roses grow.
There's passion filled daffodils and singing sunflowers
life is so sweet when nothing is sour.
Wild orchard carry me this isn't where I belong
Please show me where all the happiness grows
Please take me home to the Peppermint Grove.
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10.11.2003 The Ferris Wheel
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Mary had a frightening dream in her bed last night
She was a twenty year old ferris wheel her enemies would ride
Mary worked the Carnival Saturdays and Sundays
Just letting people have their fun and going on their ways
Mary's gears were mean and rusted from all the rides she'd give
She was turned into a ferris wheel by a handsome evil prince.
Waking up was awkward,
the dream was too real,
Mary felt herself for nuts and bolts,
she thought she was a ferris wheel.
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9.20.2003 St. Louis
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All the words are scattered in old St. Louis
When you're scared standing in the smoking lounge at gate 32.
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8.25.2003 Timing.
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There was someone sitting on the front porch singing the blues and having fun.
A banjo picking a Parsons tune and an old pretty shotgun.
A Tennessee girl and a Gulf Coast wind bringing in the birds.
If a six-pack is a paragraph we'd have an ice chest full of words.
Money would be poetry and accountants would be poets.
Bankers would be lonely souls and stories would be gold.
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8.1.2003 Lazy K.
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She saw a truckload full of hillbillies, she almost hit the rail
She sang along to Hawaiian songs, man, could that chick wail
She smiles with the summer breeze, has her arm around the sun
She's searching for a hidden road and a new river to run.
Keep runnin'.
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7.24.2003 Bradley James Lionheart
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Bradley James Lionheart made a living digging graves
he would talk to his shovel and sing to the souls he could not save.
Bradley James Lionheart was a choirboy until the start of his 12th grade year
He couldn't go back to the altar after he felt young Violet so near.
Violet Lynn Rosemary walked in on a young man brewing moonshine
In the basement of the gym she looked at him and started quoting bible lines
this is where dreams wave their last goodbye
express regrets and could have beens
with their fairytales and whispered spells
before they're stolen by a scattered wind.
Violet Lynn Rosemary took a drink of Bradley's Rolling Thunder
some say it was a trance they began to dance and were married six months later.
Bradley James earned a wage working at the Pinehurst Cemetery
until one day he dug a grave for his sweet Violet Lynn Rosemary
you see, she drank the moonshine one more time, with her pills, she was so brave
he worked the graveyard, she raised his kids in her mind from day to day.
this is where dreams wave their last goodbye
express regrets and could have beens
with their fairytales and whispered spells
before they're stolen by a scattered wind.
Bradley James Lionheart makes a living digging graves
he talks to his shovel and sings to the soul he could have saved.
©2003 Jordan Mycoskie/ McCullough Ferguson
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7.9.2003 Independent Leaf.
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A maple leaf has fallen to the ground in a selfish way.
Exhausted of moving with the crowd, it longed to be
Among the sand and grass on the ground, not in a tree.
It made some friends and had some company, in it's new home.
Days went by and a new shade of green began to show.
It turned to brown and died one afternoon.
but it's alright, another independent leaf will be falling soon.
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6.06.2003 Thank You Lord
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He comes from a promise land riddled with religion, expected to follow the leader by trade. Believes in the lord, sings hymns while he's drinking. Before every meal he quietly prays.:
thank the lord for the gifts that you gave me
please tell my parents I'm doing alright
I play a guitar that my best friend gave me
I eat if I can
but I sing every night
thank you lord.
He taught me how to laugh at everyone's problems. He said "more than you're own is too much to bear. He's always waking up to find the next party. He walks across the street like he's a millionaire.
thank you lord.
thank the lord for the gifts that he gave me please tell my parents I'm doing almighty play a guitar that my best friend gave me I eat if I can but I sing every night
thank you lord.
Thank you lord, for being my friend. My true love has left me, she told me I sinned. But we made a deal and I'm keeping my end. Watch over my friends,
I love you, Amen
thank the lord for the gifts that you gave him please tell his parents he's doing all right he plays a guitar that his best friend gave him he eats if he can but he sings every night
thank you lord.
©May 15, 2003 jordan mycoskie/saltlesstears music
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3.13.2003 Friends
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Some are good...Some are bad....Some I wish I never had
some are great...some are weight...there isn't one I've come to hate.
jokes and lies and drama cries
she decrees and he defies
everybody lives a life...friends all fall in love and die.
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2.13.2003 hello
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Hello...I thought I had something to say. The man in the grandstands sees the future in us all, imagine all the humor he endures when we fall. Is he there forever or just a couple innings, or does he help to sever old starts from new beginnings. I guess the only way to know if what is good is bad, is if you find you never grow from what you wish you had. Miss you Katybabe!--J
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1.17.2003 transition
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just moved to Austin with no job, but it is nice to wake up every morning and smile to just be where I am. looking for anything more exciting than a perfect love story, no time for foolishness associated by the misunderstanding of relationships who think they know and/or think they can/try to change me. I would say it is funny, but it is more frustrating to give ears to a scream that assumes I live in a way that I do not choose. rambleambleambleambleambleambleambleamble .....new towns are more exciting than any book or story or electronic device like a new reality television show made for the viewing pleasure of eighthgradeleveldivorcedhousewives....reality television....society actually justifies glamorizing happenings already available to every couch infested soul with the innovative invention of the cord and plug which is easily removed from a power socket ultimately resulting in America's public actually going outside to see the moon and scorching sun.....I love Austin. --J
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