Archive for July, 2007

Between The Bars

Saturday, July 7th, 2007

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Drink up baby, stay up all night
The things you could do
You won’t but you might

The potential you’ll be
That you’ll never see
The promises you’ll only make

Drink up with me now
And forget all about
The pressure of days

Do what I say
And I’ll make you okay
And drive them away

The images stuck in your head

People you’ve been before
That you don’t want around anymore
They push and shove
And won’t bend to your will

I’ll keep them still

Drink up baby, look at the stars
I’ll kiss you again
Between the bars

Where I’m seeing you there
With your hands in the air
Waiting to finally be caught

Drink up one more time
And I’ll make you mine
Keep you apart
Deep in my heart

Separate from the rest
Where I like you the best
And keep the things you forgot

The people you’ve been before
That you don’t want around anymore

They push and shove
And won’t bend to your will

I’ll keep them still

Jean The Birdman

Saturday, July 7th, 2007

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He gambles on the Sabbath
He’s pulling at the mane
He thrashes on the horse’s back
Ambition is a bloody game

Horse doesn’t want to jump
The river looks too wide
Well he faces every hurdle
With a nervous state of mind

“Stay with me, breathe deeply
take three paces back
turn and make a full attack”

The gods are laughing
And they’re tugging at the reins
But he’s taken to his wings
And they hit the bank

Heaven may stone him
But Jean the birdman pulls it off

His finger’s on the trigger
His eye is on the clock
He doesn’t give the game away
And quickly fires the bullets off

Six hearts cut short
Still dreaming they’re alive
Run’round in dusty circles
Like an absent state of mind

“Who hunter? Who victim?”
God loves America
He surely doesn’t love him

Hitching out of nowhere
Lands in traffic knee deep
A chance to stave the morning off
And get some sleep

Heaven may stone him
But Jean the birdman pulls it off

He wears a crucifix
His mother left to him
It’s wrapped in chains around his heart
Rusted and wafer thin

“Don’t count on luck son”
All the angels sing
“Don’t need to check a weathervane
We all know what tomorrow brings”

Life is a gamble from
Coyotes with the mules
Life is a bullring
For taking risks and flouting rules

Who needs a safety net
The world is open wide
Just look out for card sharks
And the danger signs

Heaven may stone him
But Jean the birdman pulls it off

Independence Day

Wednesday, July 4th, 2007

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Future butterfly
Gonna spend the day higher than high
You’ll be beautiful confusion
Ooh once I was you

I saw you caught between
All the people out making the scene
And a bright ideal tomorrow
Ooh, don’t go too far

Stay who you are

Everybody knows
Everybody knows
Everybody knows

You only live a day
But its brilliant anyway

I saw you in a perfect place
Its gonna happen soon but not today

So go to sleep and make the change
Ill meet you here tomorrow

Independence day
Independence day
Independence day