Wicked Tongue

Well, you know I love you, baby
But I loathe that wicked tongue
Yeah, you know I love you, baby
But I loathe that wicked tongue
See, that cruel mouth gonna haunt you
When your baby's on the run
 
You see that wicked tongue, child
Is the rebel in this rift
You see that wicked tongue, child
Is the rebel in this rift
And now I'm airing out the laundry
For every neighbors' nose to sniff
 
Every time I try to please you
You go and start a fight
Every time I try to please you
You go and start a fight
Baby, how can I believe you
When your bark feels like a bite?
 
Well, you know I love you, baby
But I loathe that wicked tongue
Yeah, you know I love you, baby
But I loathe that wicked tongue
So, won’t you get down on your knees, boy
Won’t you get down on your knees, boy
Won’t you get down on your knees, boy
And let that foul mouth have some fun
 

90 Years

Starlight shining ever bright 
Take me now
I've earned my right 
For 90 years
I've lived through night
And 5 years mourned
My true love's plight
 
I wish I may,
How I wish I might
Never greet the morning light
Never greet the morning light
 
Gonna lay me down
Underground 
Gonna lay me down 
To get found
 
Gonna lay me down
Underground
Gonna lay me down
If I wanna be found
 
For, now I lay me down to sleep
I have not left one tear to weep
But I have time I cannot keep
And think in rhymes I cannot speak
 
Breath is faint 
My pulse is weak
Take me on,
Into the deep
Take me on,
Into the deep

Gonna lay me down
Underground 
Gonna lay me down 
To get found
 
Gonna lay me down
Underground
Gonna lay me down
To get found
 
Gonna lay me down
Gonna lay me down
Gonna lay me down
 
I’m fast asleep...
 

Please, Please, Please

Found my blue
But lost the muse
She warned me,
"Life is what you choose"

Well, truth can soothe
And truth can bruise
Saw the light
Then blew the fuse

Take this part of me
From the heart of me
Please, please, please
 
Beauty
Far as eye can see
A wealth of possibility
Oh, but misery and jealousy
Burn and yearn for sweet release

Take this part of me
From the heart of me
Won't you please, please, please?
 
I've tried and tried
To ease ease ease
I lie and I cry
And I tease tease tease
I find the need
To please please please
I'm on my knees
C'mon set me free

Oh, please
Please, please, please
Please...
 
Found my blue
But lost the muse
She warned me,
"Life is what you choose

Barnburner

When you’re all taxed out
When your heart aches
When your call’s maxed out
When your start breaks

Cut to the middle of the chase
Where deepest doubts do lay
Then take a flame to your fiddle
C’mon, spark your own light
Find a way
 
When you’re all cracked up
When your worth shakes
When that wall comes up
When the earth quakes

Cut to the middle of the chase
Where toil and troubles weigh
Then take a flame to your fiddle
C’mon, spark your own light
Find a way
 
When your sun won’t shine
When the woe wakes
When you’re walking blind
When the toll takes

Cut to the middle of the chase
Where all them shadows play
Then take a flame to your fiddle
C’mon, spark your own light
Find a way
 

Little Orphan Frannie

When I was just the age of four
Police they knocked upon my door
Told me that I couldn't stay

Tucked my past deep within
Hurried fast to start again
Packed my things and flew away
 
Landed in a new home
Free from the danger zone
Too young to understand the blow
 
As I grew, friends would ask me
All about my history
Why had I been taken away?

I'd learned to handle
The terms of the scandal
And this is what I'd always say:
 
Daddy liked to hop scotch
Beat me with his gold watch
And momma was a tic tac ho
No!
Momma was a tic tac ho
 
Bless my adolescent soul
The damage starts to take its toll
I began to feel the heat

Couldn’t shake the memory
Of all the harm been done to me
Visions set upon repeat
 
Like, Daddy with the back-swing
My blood for the offering
And Momma was a tic tac ho
Oh!
 
Ripe age of nineteen
Scene was an in-between
Summer when it turns to fall

It was down on Main Street
I was hit by a cold streak
Made the hairs on my neck stand tall
 
As my eyes panned
I caught the ghost of a man
Filled me with a sense of woe
 
The shadow approached me
I was shivering, weak-kneed
Facing this familiar foe

“Little Orphan Frannie!
The resemblance is uncanny!
It's been 15 years or so...”
 
Took one look upon his head
And I shot that fucker dead
 
I don't care if the whole world knows
Don't care if the whole world knows
Set me out those orange clothes
I don't care if the whole world knows
Don’t care if the whole world knows