Rope of Evolution

Roaring through my head
One last look at visions of flesh
Praying for death
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

One last look at visions of flesh
From a rock star to a desk fool

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Vested in me by the state I hereby sentence you to be
One last look at visions of flesh
Lying on your bed
Used to control and command
The heartland cries, loss of all pride
In her way I'll surely die
One last look at visions of flesh
Never sat-is-fied

The heartland cries, loss of all pride
Hello me ... it's me again
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

Swaying to the symphony of destruction
Lying on your bed
One last look at visions of flesh
Welcome it with a smile

Godspeed in glide
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Never sat-is-fied
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
Roaring through my head
As I tuck you into bed
The heartland cries, loss of all pride
In her way I'll surely die
One last look at visions of flesh
Never sat-is-fied with the rope of evolution

Novacane

get novacane in your brain

It’s an awful great struggle
the second guessing sleaze
we’re running out of caskets

I turn out in a holiday mode

a stock car with a loser in control
woman I love

You forgot to close the garage door

can't complain about the mess
upon them we sing again
we can watch it from the rooftop
we don't care

and all the memories I wanted to forget
cut them  loose before you go
living lives in white out
people come in pieces

but to them there was no kindness
holding out for now
life goes where it does
my eyes are filled with prizes

so get more novacane in your brain
It's an awful great struggle
the second guessing sleaze
We're running out of caskets



Diamond Confused Ass

burnin' down
make your dreams out of Papier-mache
revving up late one night
you got a devil up your sleeve

believe that woman has gone mad
come true
go where you want toI have gum in my brain

a worn out candle and a plastic coat
all banged and blown
carnivores in the shanghai night
everything's swinging, all across the land

just to feel like you're okay
ow, ow, ow, ow
blame the Devil for the things you do
unconscious and confused

another ship in the bottle
but they smell so nice
I'll put it together, it's a strange invitation
we are aimless

burnin' down
Make your dreams out of Papier-mache
revving up late one night
you got a devil up your sleeve

Lemonade Eyelids

Because one's got a weasel

the other's got a flag
blasting his TV back at me
he is  youthless and pretending with his bare hands holding nothing
Walking 'til restless

I eat alone in the desert
I'm a full grown man
Well his wife was cooking canned beans
you gamble your soul away

Climbing up on the back porch fence
pushing like a fishing pol
Plastic classic, classic plastic
you’re handing me a cancelled check

And they're all scared and stiff
Well, Christ had twelve apostles
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
your old bones are on their own

And I'm falling out of the conversation
Holy as a blessed worm
Yellow car, yellow car
you’re the one that I desired

Because one had a weasel

the other had a flag
blasting his TV back at me
he was  youthless and pretending with his bare hands holding nothing
Walk 'til restless with Lemonade Eyelids