down the hill, down the hill, down the hill where the trees stand leafless and still there's a hole that the garbage fills there's a creek my love's blood spills what would you marry me for? on the floor, on the floor, on the floor only inches away from the door lay a bride and her groom and his whore but titles don't mean much anymore what would you marry me for? on the waves, on the waves, on the waves no one kneels to pray or bothers to shave free from pasts and futures from masters and slaves leave your heart on the hill let it beat in its grave what would you marry me for? that's life, and it's life, and it's life you're sliced into the world then carved down by the knife like that bride and her groom and my wife i'm returning to sea. i'll follow the creek.

i know it's hard, babe boiling in the kitchen i know it's hard, babe digging in the sun i know it's hard when all your friends have hidden when you're left their work while they're all off to run but while they're away... YOU CAN PLAY with my heart it's pretty cheap, but it's a start kitten, tear it all apart it's better than string you can play with my heart it's nothing good, but it's a start leave it choking in the dark with everything you've got a lot still, you're bored and cranky you pass your time just hanging up your clothes you pass your time complaining like you're aching because you've got a lot but you've got none of those sweet things that stay... WELL YOU CAN PLAY with my heart it's pretty cheap, but it's a start kitten, tear it all apart it's better than string you can play with my heart it's nothing good, but it's a start leave it choking in the dark with everything you love me now but wait until you're hungry when i can't feed you we'll see how long that lasts when i can't read you we'll see whom you've married you want the future i'm a student of the past but let's meet today... SO YOU CAN PLAY with my heart it's pretty cheap, but it's a start kitten, tear it all apart it's better than string you can play with my heart it's nothing good, but it's a start leave it choking in the dark with everything

Cinderella gave me a call. She said, "Dude! Get a date! I'm throwing a ball." Half-asleep, I coughed and said, "Can't I stay in bed instead?" But Cinderella hung up first. Damn, man. That girl's the worst... Then I remembered once I had a woman seven times as bad, who laughed with me, who scritched my beard, who kissed my mind and disappeared, then left no method to pursue - she didn't even drop a shoe! But why does my mind wander there? It was years ago. I don't care. I put on my pants and tried to forget her - when through the slot there dropped a letter: Hey there, Long time, no see. I wonder, do you remember me? -xoxo She's back in town? Alright. Legit. I'll try not to acknowledge it... But I immediately called Cinderella again and said, "You didn't happen to invite my friend?" "Who? Oh. Her. Yeah. I know her good. She's coming tonight, just like you should!" My brain went cold, my throat was beating, and I started mapping out our meeting: one thousand stupid, spiteful schemes balanced on my ego's beams... Yes, I'll show up with a girl on each arm! And they'll keep me up! And they'll keep me warm! And I don't care if frowns fall on their faces cuz I'll pick up new chicks at ALL the places! All the while, I thought of the one who slipped in and out of the sky like the sun, who morphed like the rain into morning mist, who held tight then punched just like a fist... Well, I'll grab the reigns of the right and the real... Yes, I'll tell her how I really feel! Could I do it? I'll never know. I stayed in bed. I didn't go.

i'm having trouble seeing past the people in my way and i'm having trouble gripping at the wheel i'm having trouble with the girl who loved me yesterday she says that i've forgotten how to feel i'd love to make it up to her, but now's not the time to start, not while i'm looking for a place to park! it's harder than i thought to be a hero for the town so often you're made villain for the sake or else you wind up no one when nobody knows you're 'round i couldn't be around that was my mistake i haven't found solid ground, i'm like the raven disappointing noah's ark, but you bet i'm looking for a place to park! you're a real scholar one who understands the world and knows how everything fits in its proper place yet you hang there in your harness fingers in a little girl and seem bewildered by the dirt across my face i'm sorry if it bothers you, my feeling through the dark, but don't mind me, i'm just looking for a place to park! honey, don't you come here with your sorrows and your needs you were right when you hid our love away i will never help you settle i will never make you free i'm only sticking 'round until my turn to play i've barely found my own, my love, so don't you even start if you're just looking for a place to park.

the festival left everybody bored the grounds were small, they'd all been explored when like a bush set burning by the lord there came a handsome boy with a couple of pretty chords it was the finest song they say they ever saw and it was t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! for all he's known, he's known best for this quirk for all his work, he's never done much work he just stands there suavely sweating through his shirt while the sun shines high behind this city's murk he knows no consequence, he keeps no law he's just t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! a wanderer, a poet with no poem scraping planet earth with a stolen comb to find a girl to charm back to his home and once he's got her there, he's gone again to roam but she'll remain, his floor swept with her jaw singin' t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! he met one on her knees. she seemed... alright she was like that before he met her most of last night neither made a move, but neither put up a fight and they fell together, two snowflakes in flight don't ask her how her knees have got so raw you know it's t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! O LOVER! you say now it appears you have found the cure for all your made up fears so you remove yourself from me, you change your gears to bless his flaking image with your ears but you deserve a man who cannot sing a flaw a real man like t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! he took my mandolin, he took my song and he wasn't as good but they listened twice as long but half the world swears half the world is wrong and who prefers the honest to the strong? who wants to hear those ice caps thaw? not while we've got t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! he taught me: just two chords make the world get wet he taught me: pretend like you don't care and the world gets wet he taught me: don't sing about the rain and the world gets wet he taught me: leave before they're bored and the world stays wet all stutter in infatuated awe for t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord! o i wish i could be like him! i won't lie i'm a cryptic, apocalyptic kind of guy but sunshine on the swamp just makes it dry - i mean, i'll never ease her pain! i just make her cry so i give up! i'll join the great hurrah for t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tommy two chord!

come all ye fair and tender ladies be careful how ye court young men for they're like a star on a summer's morning first, they appear then, they're gone they'll tell you stories and you'll believe them when they declare their love so true and then they are off to court some other and there's all the love they saved for you do you remember our days of courting? how i would rest my head against your breast? you could make me believe by the side you awoke on that the sun really rose in the west now i wish a was a little sparrow that i had wings, that i could fly for i'd fly to the arms of my once-true lover and there i'd be content to die but i am not some little sparrow i don't got wings, i can't fly i have to sit and sing in sorrow i have to sing my troubles by and if i had known before i courted i never would have courted none i'd lock my heart in a cage and leave it on the pavement to crust in the sun now come all ye fair and tender ladies be careful how ye court this man for i'm like a star on a summer's morning first, i appear then, i'm gone

you gave your heart to some idiot he used it like a towel after swimming in pools full of lady juice while you just sat there and scowled the carpet was dry or the carpet was wet either way, you didn't notice, harriet i met you alone on your battlefield's blackened, barbed plateau and you said no one talks quite like i do when i said, "like smoke, we flow" but soon like jelly we're bound to set jiggling under the sun, harriet then like a child in the coatracks, you disappeared right as i got used to you asking me to tear down the fence or at least, to give you a boost but you had to ask if you were pretty yet o how was i to answer, harriet? zeus came down from his sky with your frown and he gave you his arms and his mouth and he gave you his heart like an idiot would as you fled suddenly to the south life is a joke i never did quite get and i guess you're the jester, harriet

there i was sitting my mandolin tunin' with my buddies, Britain and the European Union when the Union said, "Britain! What's that on your face?" and Britain rushed to the washroom flushed with pomp and grace (We went to bed angry, my Honey and I. She wanted to hang me, but I wanted to die! And in a bed like that, nobody wins; you sleep in opposite gutters, no one grazes the pins...) i wish i were back at the thinkers' salon with Slavoj Zizek and Alain de Botton o how they'd load me up with such tweetable quotes then i'd be someone to follow then i'd be something of note (My Honey once told me I was her first pick. But when she sold me? That's when everything clicked! I'm number one, alright: first step in the plan to trade me up for a car and a rugged young salesman...) the widow's just famous for being rich but can you blame us for watching this when she's got such opinions from race to minimum wage? she says, "What's the problem? I'm paid pretty swell for my age!" (My Honey decided she would love me still. She said, "Have me brided?" And I said, "I will!" But apparently those are all the wrong words, so she went looking for them. And I'm still waiting for her...) yes, here i am sitting again on my rump shaking a mitten at Donald Trump because Donald told me my costume don't fit o may he slip like a tongue back down the american pit (My Honey returned with a basket of fruit. She said, "Y'know what I learned?" I said, "Shoot!" She said, "I learned everything that you'll never know." I didn't know whether to kiss her or tell her to go...) young soldiers keep waging their wars in the east and here i am aging in the west like a beast my tusks grow longer my belly gets full but when we're dead what's the difference in our skulls? My Honey was hungry. I brought her some food. She suddenly stung me! She said, "DON"T BE RUDE!" I said, "HONEY! For once in your life, could you give me some clues? Because I understand you like I understand the news."

my mother was an incongruous mess held me like a shotgun to her breast never let my blasted body rest if a man's not a hassle he's a threat but sometimes i drink and lose a bet and other times i guess i just forget if all things must fall down or fall apart, i know i'm tumbling, i'm crumbling o love, i'd better go it is 1927... i feel fresh adventure in my bones, music in my flesh i'll sing you something pleasant by request on this plane i guess i'll climb and blow away but the sun still shines above the clouds so grey and if i'm back in time, we'll catch buddy holly play i promise

i could be a father to her children but i can't forge the chains that make her wife i could be her heartless husband's fill-in but i can't be the thing that saves her life for you know what i am a singer, a sailor a seeker of songs a seer of seas and when i'm on land i feel like a failure get me some chaos get me off my knees WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT she could be the only one i play to but she can't be the shoveler of my feed she could be the angel that i pray to but she can't be the devil that i need for you know what she is a dancer, a danger flames on her feet a sword in her belt spreading her pain to any old stranger in her kingdom, this country where everything's felt WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT each of us are decks that need some shuffling each of us just chips we're bound to lose for love is luck and luck is nearly nothing and nothing's not quite something you can choose and how could it be we were ever lovers? was there a truer promise to chant? and is it correct we can ever recover? the wind answers thus: WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT / WE CAN AND WE CANT

in my heart, there's a tunnel in that tunnel, there's a train takes my blood through the darkness to that white, final light in my brain and it keeps me alive and thinking but for what? i can't explain... but Love is a train station and who knows where we'll be taken? Love is a train station so meet me there i'll be waiting this bench just keeps me sitting where the strangers are giving me the eye i need to find a new direction but the thought of moving makes me cry and my ticket tells me that i'm traveling but it won't give a good reason why... but Love is a train station and who knows where we'll be taken? Love is a train station so meet me there i'll be waiting and every time i look out the window i hope i spy someone like you because i'm locked up in my tower like rapunzel but i'd let my hair down if a prince would just pass through! before you, i was a child my face a mess, my boots too big you cleaned me up, and then you scalped me made me a man who wears a wig so knowledge is a crashing rocket so faith is a leaky oil rig... but Love is a train station and who knows where we'll be taken? Love is a train station so meet me there i'll be waiting

if you gotta leave then i guess you gotta leave i won't block the door, love i'll just sit here i've tried to understand everything that you believe all i've learned for sure is that your spit's clear and you'll go on without me and i'll go on without you let's go tell the family and slip into the void om this mirror that we smashed this sink where we spat this moonlight where we stood dumb and naked remind me that tonight i've got no clue where you're at are your lovers any good or do you fake it? (don't answer that) and you'll go on on without me and i'll go on without you we're all condemned to be free living in the void om i'm afraid, afraid to love afraid to know that i might have to sweep things up before they've settled do we want to dance? or do we wanna die? who can tell? the heart blows steam off like a kettle and you'll go on without me and i'll go on without you and you'll go on without me and i'll go on without you and you'll go on without me and i'll go on without you i will turn myself into a tree i will grow into the void om