01 Heartbroke and Lonesome (Jeff Wall)
Every day I wake up, to a world of grey skies
Where the rain always falls, and the sun never shines
I’m Heartbroke and lonesome, I’m empty inside
My true love left me, and never told me good bye
Was I born to be lonesome, was I born to be blue
Was I born to wander, just to be passing thru
I keep searching for something, that I’ll never find
I’m heartbroke and lonesome, with you on my mind
You appeared like a vision, there were sparks in your eyes
The passion that we felt, it could not be denied
but come the next morning, I woke up alone
My heart was broken, My true love was gone
Was I born to be lonesome, was I born to be blue
Was I born to wander, just to be passing thru
I keep searching for something, that I’ll never find
I’m heartbroke and lonesome, with you on my mind
I’ve drank myself blind, trying to fill up this hole
but whiskey it won’t fix, what’s wrong with my soul
Heartbroke and lonesome, I’m empty inside
You’ve broken my heart, and you’ve broken my mind
Was I born to be lonesome, was I born to be blue
Was I born to wander, just to be passing thru
I keep searching for something, that I’ll never find
I’m heartbroke and lonesome, with you on my mind
02 Hungry Anymore (Jeff Wall)
We drank a lot of wine, sitting in the sand
You stood and took your clothes off, then you took me by the hand
We walked out into the water, started swimming nice and slow
I turned and you were gone, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO?
Skinny Dipping after midnight, alone out in the dark
I think my baby left me, in the belly of a shark
I can’t see no lights, and I can’t find the shore
I hope the shark that ate her it ain’t hungry anymore
I’m out here in the ocean, and I can’t see no land
I’m praying to the Lord cause I need a helping hand
I’m extra think and juicy, I probably look just like a seal
and I don’t want to end up as some Great White’s Happy Meal
Skinny Dipping after midnight, alone out in the dark
I think my baby left me, in the belly of a shark
I can’t see no lights, and I can’t find the shore
I hope the shark that ate her it ain’t hungry anymore
I sense something behind me, and I was hoping it was you
But I can’t turn around now, cause I can’t face the truth
Then I saw your leg out the corner of my eye
Then I started screaming because it ended at your thigh
Skinny Dipping after midnight, alone out in the dark
I think my baby left me, in the belly of a shark
I can’t see no lights, and I can’t find the shore
I hope the shark that ate her it ain’t hungry anymore
03 Checkout Time (Jeff Wall)
Where’s my wallet, where’s my keys?
Where’s that bottle of Alleve
Grab my coat and my guitar
Run downstairs to the car
Time is now 10:57,
Check-Out Time’s at 11
I’m Staying at the Motel 8,
There’s an extra charge if you check out late
No Kids, No Pool, No Ice, No Pets
Just a little room filled with regrets
Here’s your key, Room 207
Check-Out time’s at 11
I played a club just up the street
I had them people on their feet
The party moved down to my room
Daylight came way too soon
I got to bed at half past 7
Check-out time’s at 11
There’s an angel laying next to me
The sweetest thing I’ve ever seen
Here’s the cab to take you back to Heaven
Check-out time’s at 11
Where’s my boots, where’s my teeth?
Where’s that bottle of Jim Beam?
Grab my hat and my guitar
Run downstairs now to the car.
the time is now 10:57
Checkout-time’s at 11
the time is now 10:57
Checkout-time’s at 11
04 Will I Ever Get Laid Again (Jeff Wall)
Darling will I ever get laid again?
We started out as lovers, now it seems that we’re just friends
I’m old and I’m lumpy, but I’m horny and I’m grumpy
Tell me Darling,will I ever get laid again?
I met you when I was just 27.
I thought you were an angel, sent down here from Heaven
But How was I to tell, You were gonna put me through Hell
Tell me Darling,will I ever get laid again?
We started dating when you were just 23
The love we made was wild beyond belief
But those freaky games we played, well hell, that’s all gone away
Tell me Darling,will I ever get laid again?
Sometimes I wish I’d just been born gay
Just think of all the money, that I might have saved
But loving either sex I guess, is still a pain in my ass
Tell me Darling,will I ever get laid again?
05 New Wayfaring Strangers (Jeff Wall, Mark Brinkman)
It seems like we've been on this road forever
Sometimes It feels like our journey will never end
We didn't come here looking for a handout
All we're looking for is a friend
War caused us to have to flee our homeland
We only took what we could carry on our backs
It makes you stop to think about what’s important
And it’s not the things you can put into a sack
Peace and blessings be upon you
Come the morning, we'll be gone
We're just poor, wayfaring strangers,
Out here searching for a home.
The Prophet said to reach out to the helpless,
Moses was a Jewish refugee
Jesus said as you do unto the least of these,
So you do it unto me
Peace and blessings be upon you
Come the morning, we'll be gone
We're just poor, wayfaring strangers,
Out here searching for a home.
How can you turn your backs on the children
Once you've seen the pain and fear in their face.
I’d like to ask you please of one small favor
Could you try to put yourself, there in their place
Peace and blessings be upon you
Come the morning, we'll be gone
We're just poor, wayfaring strangers,
Out here searching for a home.
06 Up Here on the Ledge (Jeff Wall)
Out here on the ledge, looking at the ground
High above the world, that keeps trying to drag me down
Out here on the ledge, staring at the sky
I wish I may, I wish I might, I wish that I could fly
Out here on the ledge, I wish that I could fly
I'm just wanting to escape, I didn't come up here to die
Out here on the ledge, I got no place to go
Got nowhere that I belong, no place that I call home
Out here on the ledge, with no place that I call home
I had a wife and family, but I left them long ago
Out here on the ledge, wondering where they are
Trying hard to understand, how it got this far
Out here on the ledge, wondering how it got this far
Why do I do the things I do, that make my life so hard
Out here on the ledge, trying not to cry
I don't want to live, but I don’t want to die
Out here on the ledge, I didn't come up here to die
I'm just looking for some peace, I'm just trying to quiet my mind
Out here on the ledge, praying for my soul
Heavens just a step away, it's time for me to go
07 Look Out Jesus (Jeff Wall)
Here comes Peter Cottontail
Got him a Hammer and Some Nails
Look Out Jesus, Easter's on it's way
08 Get Your Shit and Go (Jeff Wall)
Living was easy in the Garden of Eden,
Rent controlled, free food there for the eating
Then the serpent showed up with some forbidden fruit
They took a little bite and then they knew the truth
The Lord He showed up with an eviction note
He said Adam and Eve, It’s time to get your shit and go
Get your shit and go, children, Get your shit and go
You ain’t welcome here no more, so get your shit and go
Don’t be hanging round my door, just get your shit and go
God said unto Noah go and build me a boat
Start gathering up the things you want to keep that do not float
Gather up my creatures, load them two-by-two
Better get to moving son, you got some work to do
The Lord decided this world was a wicked, evil place
It was time to pull the handle, and flush it all away.
Get your shit and go, Noah, Ggt your shit and go
We ain’t welcome here no more, so get your shit and go
don’t be hanging round that door, just get your shit and go
Moses told the Pharaoh, better set my people free,
Before my Lord lays a trip on you like you ain’t never seen
He’ll turn the water into blood, make frogs fall from the sky
He’s send some bugs, He’ll stop the sun, Kids’ll begin to die
Pharaoh came to Moses with his hat held in his hand,
Said gather up your people and get the hell off of my land.
Get your shit and go, Moses, Get your shit and go
You ain’t welcome here no more, so get your shit and go
Don’t be hanging round my door, just get your shit and go
When the end times are upon us, and Gabriel blows his horn
You better hope that you been living right or you’ll curse the day you’s born
Heavens gates will be open with those streets there paved with gold
The Rightous will have a home up there and never will grow old
But the Wicked won’t be welcome, in Heaven they can’t stay
They’ll shut the gates and lock the doors, and send you on your way
They’ll say Get your shit and go, Sinners, Get your shit and go
You ain’t welcome here no more, so get your shit and go
Don’t be hanging round our door, just get your shit and go
They’ll say Get your shit and go, Sinners, Get your shit and go
You ain’t welcome here no more, so get your shit and go
Don’t be hanging round our door, just get your shit and go
09 Holding Up a Sign (Jeff Wall)
Standing on the corner, holding up a sign
they act like they can't see me, won't look me in the eye
I'm out here every morning, I stand out here all day
I'm just an old man, I wish I had a better way
I worked there in that factory for 37 years
one day they came and shut it down said get on out of here
they took off with our pensions, left us without a cent
so how's a 60 year old man supposed to pay his rent
sometimes it's the fire, sometimes the frying pan
I'm out here on the streets and I'm doing the best I can
Its hard to find a job when you got no fixed address
A tent out in the woods is where I take my rest
I cant sleep there in that shelter with those people all around
I feel much safer sleeping out here on the ground
I shower ever Tuesday at the mission up the street
I was and iron my clothes there, it's important to look neat
I listen to a sermon, they provide me with a meal
I stay and was some pots and pans, that's my part of the deal
sometimes it's the fire, sometimes the frying pan
I'm out here on the streets and I'm doing the best I can
Sometimes I get so lonely that I dont know what to do
That's when this little dog shows up he must know I'm felling blue
I dont know where he comes from, how long hes gonna stay
I just call him Mighty Mouse cause he always saves the day
My wife has passed we had no kids my friends have all moved on
my only friends this little dog Insometimes throw a bone
I dont worry about tomorrow or dwell on yesterday
you know it takes about all I got just to make it through today
sometimes it's the fire, sometimes the frying pan
I'm out here on the streets and I'm doing the best I can
sometimes it's the fire, sometimes the frying pan
I'm out here on the streets and I'm doing the best I can
10 Move Back to the Country (Jeff Wall)
I’m gonna move back to the country, Gonna live out in the woods
All the hustle and this bustle, It ain’t doing me no good
This job feels like a prison, this cubicle a cell
I can almost smell the sulfur, I swear this must be Hell
Gonna ditch my suit and tie, go buy some overalls
Go find myself a little town, without a shopping mall
Eat lunch at some small diner, get an extra slice of pie
If I don’t leave this city soon, I swear I’m gonna die
I’ll wash my clothes on Sunday, hang them outside on a line
If they smell like hay and honeysuckle, you know that will be fine
I’m gonna get myself a dog, and a rusty pick up truck
One day I’ll leave this city, without a backward look
I’m gonna back to the country, to a place out in the woods
I’m gonna get back to my raisin’, and start living like I should.
Time to slow down and start breathing, put a smile back on my face
This old rat has had all wants, of this old rat race.
11 You Can't Trust a Fart (Jeff Wall)
My father was lying, in his hospital bed
Looking like soon, he might be dead
Then he opened one eye, and said “Before I go…
There’s a few things, Son, that you need to know
“You can’t trust a fart, that’s a no-shitter
And don’t waste a hard-on, Son don’t be a quitter
Take care of your teeth, before they soak in a jar
And always remember, you can’t trust a fart”
Find you a woman, or Hell, find you a man
Just find one who loves you, just as you am
Don’t pick one for beauty, cause that fades away
Find one with heart, find one who’ll stay
If you focus on money, there ain’t never enough
You find don’t need a whole lot of stuff
remember that riches, all come from the heart
Put your faith in Jesus, but don’t trust a fart
You can’t trust a fart, that’s a no-shitter
And don’t waste a hard-on, Son don’t be a quitter
Take care of your teeth, before they soak in a jar
And always remember, you can’t trust a fart
One day you are born, and then the next day you’re dead
It ain’t long enough, yea that’s what SHE said
So don’t squander your time, let me learn you a trick
Love Everybody, and don’t be a dick
Love all the dogs, and some of the cats
Just be in the moment, wherever you’re at
Open your mind, son, and you’ll open your heart
Be kind to strangers, but don’t trust a fart
You can’t trust a fart, that’s a no-shitter
And don’t waste a hard-on, Son don’t be a quitter
Take care of your teeth, before they soak in a jar
And always remember, you can’t trust a fart
Don’t spend all your money, put some away
You’re gonna get old and need it some day
Beer it cost money, hell there ain’t much that’s free
and hookers don’t discount for AARP
When it’s my time to go, up to heaven above,
All I can leave you, is all of my love
So try to remember, these things that I said,
Cause if you trust a fart, son, you’ll shit the bed.
Could you please call the Nurse, I think I’ve just shit the bed
You can’t trust a fart, that’s a no-shitter
And don’t waste a hard-on, Son don’t be a quitter
Take care of your teeth, before they soak in a jar
And always remember, you can’t trust a fart
12. 90 Miles and Hour (Jeff Wall)
I got out of jail this morning wasn’t nobody there
I got out of jail this morning wasn’t nobody there
I got a pocket full of nothing, not even bus fare
Empty cars a sitting car at the diner cross the track
Empty cars a sitting car at the diner cross the track
I only need one for an hour, you know I’m gonna bring it back
I’m doing 90 MPH in a 45 zone,
Tryin to find my baby, trying to get back home
Trying to find my baby, Trying to get back home
I’ve been sitting up in county about to lose my mind
Sitting up in county about to lose my mind
I got busted again, and I couldn’t pay the fine
I’m gonna get my shit together, gonna straighten up my life
Gonna get my shit together, gonna straighten up my life
Gonna ask that woman if she’d like to be my wife
I’m doing 90 MPH in a 45 zone,
Tryin to find my baby, trying to get back home
Trying to find my baby, Trying to get back home
I pulled up in the driveway to a dark and empty house
I pulled up in the driveway to a dark and empty house
Wasn’t nobody there, they done moved out
Yonder stands the Sheriff with a pistol in his hand,
Yonder stands the Sheriff got a pistol in his hand
said she done left town, son, with another man
I’m doing 90 MPH in a 45 zone,
Tryin to find my baby, trying to get back home
Trying to find my baby, Trying to get back home
I’m doing 90 MPH in a 45 zone,
I’m sitting in the back I got the hand cuffs on
They’re taking me to county, yes they’re taking me back home
13. Too Fat to FUCK (Jeff Wall)
I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight,
Nothing left to do on a Saturday Night
I used to go to town, and I’d shoot out the lights,
But now I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight
When I was young I was a hell of a man,
running around the country with a rock & roll band
Different women in my bed most every night,
But now I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight
I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight,
Nothing left to do on a Saturday Night
I used to go to town, and I’d shoot out the lights,
But now I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight
I never looked for trouble, but I never looked away,
black eyes and busted knuckles, just another day
We’d drink a beer together make everything all right,
But now I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight
I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight,
Nothing left to do on a Saturday Night
I used to go to town, and I’d shoot out the lights,
But now I’m too fat to fuck, and I’m too old to fight
Then I fell in love and I tried to settle down,
In a tiny little bitty house in a little bitty town
We had our ups and downs, I ain’t gonna lie,
Cause I liked to fuck, and she liked to fight
That was many years ago, the time does fly,
I’m her bigass loving husband, she’s my little funky wife,
We sit out on the porch and we look at the lights,
cause we’re too old to fuck, and we’re too fat to fight
Yes were too old to fuck, and we’re too fat to fight,
We seldom go to town on a Saturday Night
We just sit out on the porch and we look at the lights,
cause we’re too old to fuck and we’re too fat to fight
Yes we’re Too Fat to Fuck, Too Old to Fight,
14. Riding Around Naked (Jeff Wall)
Riding around naked in an old pickup truck,
If you should pass me, I hope you on’t look
The temperature is climbing past 103w
And this truck didn’t come, equipped with AC
This truck was new back in 71
Power brakes or steering, hell it ain’t got none
Just roll down the window if it gets too hot
Cause that’s the only AC that this damn things got
This truck it was made of American Steel
And if you’re not careful, your skin it will peel
Out in the shade it’s 105
But here in the cab, I’m roasting alive
Last night I was hauling a truckload of feed
When I got pulled over for excessive speed
They gave me a warning and said slow it down
And put on some britches if you’re driving through town
Riding around naked in an old pickup truck,
If you should pass me, I hope you don’t look
The temperature is climbing past 103
And this truck didn’t come, equipped with AC
This truck it was made of American Steel
And if you’re not careful, your skin it will peel
Out in the shade it’s 105
But here in the cab, I’m roasting alive
Out in the shade it’s 105
But here in the cab, I’m roasting alive
15 I Started Drinking Again (Jeff Wall)
I started drinking again, and it don’t mater why
I’m just so tired of living, but I’m too scared to die
I don’t know when I started, and I can’t tell you how
I might quit tomorrow, but I ain’t quittin now
I started drinking again, since you went away
I can’t stand being alone, at the end of the day
If you drink enough, it’s supposed to help you forget
I’ve been drinking for days, and it ain’t happened yet
I started drinking again, on the day that you died
I promised I wouldn’t, but I must have lied
Life here without you, well it ain’t worth a damn
I want to lay there beside you, just as soon as I can.
16 Love Everybody (and Don't Be a Dick) (JEFF WALL)
When Jesus comes back, He’s gonna be pissed
What the Hell’s going on, He taught us better than this
He said to Do unto Others as you’d have them to do unto you
Not screw everybody before you get screwed
He said help out the needy, take care of the sick,
Love everybody and don’t be a dick
No don’t be a dick
Love Everybody…and don’t be a Dick
But we’re petty and greedy always grasping for more
All we care about’s power or starting some war
Just give me what’s mine, no matter the cost
Compassion is dead, kindness is lost
You can’t buy redemption, no that ain’t the trick
You’ve got to love everybody and don’t be a dick
No don’t be a dick
Love Everybody…and don’t be a Dick
You’re afraid of the Muslims, You’re afraid of the Jews
You’re afraid of the Queers and the Immigrants too
But a Heart filled with Love has nothing to fear
Make peace with your enemies, buy them a beer
You can’t find forgiveness by throwing a brick
You’ve got to love everybody and don’t be a dick
No don’t be a dick
Love Everybody…and don’t be a Dick
There’s no need for worry, you’ll just make yourself sick
Love everybody and don’t be a dick
No don’t be a dick
Love Everybody…and don’t be a Dick
Everybody Everybody…