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		The Ghosts That Haunt Me
	
	
	
		 
		©1991
			
	 
	
	
	
	
	
	
		Winter Song
		I can't say that I miss my old dog much
		And I've never looked back since I left home long ago
		But I hoped a trip into the country
		Would help remind me all the things I used to know
		
		That's what I came for
		That's what I hoped for
		
		There once was good blood in the breeze here
		We rode across the lake each new year
		What have I remembered
		What did this used to be
		
		The ice, it used to shine upon our river
		It was a mirror that the cold dark water ran way deep beneath
		And here were many years of winter drownings
		I kept track of these things as they were told to me
		
		And that's what I came for
		That's what I hoped for
		
		There once was good blood in the breeze here
		We rode across the lake each new year
		What have I remembered
		What did this used to be
		
		The changes of the year were once a blessing
		Well this year they're the seasons of my discontent
		But I cannot rewrite my old diaries
		I can only recall all the things that came & went
		
		And that's what I came for
		That's what I hoped for
		
		There once was good blood in the breeze here
		We rode across the lake each new year
		What have I remembered
		What did this used to be
		(2x)
	
 
	
	
		Comin' Back Soon (The Bereft Man's Song)
		I've all my wisdom teeth
		Two up top, two beneath
		And yet I'll recognise
		My mouth says things that aren't so wise
		But when I sing my darling's praise
		I know I'm right, or close anyways
		For she's a gem upon this earth
		I know to me she will return
		
		CHORUS
		Oh I know it's true, I know it's true
		That I was made for her, and she me too
		And I'm confident that she'll think so too
		And she'll be coming back...soon
		
		Mornings we have toast and tea
		I gaze across the table, she glares right back at me
		And when we're getting low on jam
		I give her the last spoonful, that's just the way I am
		And I drive her to work each day
		Even though it's early and work is far away
		And I don't even say a thing
		When she plays the radio so loud you cannot think
		
		[chorus]
		
		I can't stand her goddamned friends
		But I will tolerate them, even though I hate them
		And I will put up with her parents
		'cause she says I'll not meet someone who is so kind and sweet
		Ever again...
		
		[chorus]
		
		I've all my wisdom teeth
		Two up top, two beneath
		And yet I'll recognise
		My mouth says things that aren't so wise
		But when I sing my darling's praise
		I know I'm right, or close anyways
		For she's a gem upon this earth
		I know to me she will return
		
		[chorus]
		
		Yeah she'll be coming back...soon
	
 
	
	
		Superman's Song
		Tarzan wasn't a ladies' man
		He'd just come along and scoop 'em up under his arm
		Like that, quick as a cat in the jungle
		But Clark Kent, now there was a real gent
		He would not be caught sittin' around in no
		Junglescape, dumb as an ape doing nothing
		
		Superman never made any money
		For saving the world from Solomon Grundy
		And sometimes I despair the world will never see
		Another man like him
		
		Hey Bob, Supe had a straight job
		Even though he could have smashed through any bank
		In the United States, he had the strength, but he would not
		Folks said his family were all dead
		Their planet crumbled but Superman, he forced himself
		To carry on, forget Krypton, and keep going
		
		Superman never made any money
		For saving the world from Solomon Grundy
		And sometimes I despair the world will never see
		Another man like him
		
		Tarzan was king of the jungle and Lord over all the apes
		But he could hardly string together four words: "I Tarzan, You Jane."
		
		Sometimes when Supe was stopping crimes
		I'll bet that he was tempted to just quit and turn his back
		On man, join Tarzan in the forest
		But he stayed in the city, and kept on changing clothes
		In dirty old phonebooths till his work was through
		And nothing to do but go on home
		
		Superman never made any money
		For saving the world from Solomon Grundy
		And sometimes I despair the world will never see
		Another man like him
		(2x)
	
 		
	
	
		The Country Life
		Darling I've been thinking this one through
		We've been fighting like cat and dog now here's what we've go to do
		This life in the city is killing the love that we one knew
		We could be happy in the country
		
		We would spend so many lovely days
		We'd have chickens and cows and corn and whatever it is farmers raise
		At breakfast each morning we'd fry up our own hand-picked eggs
		We could be happy in the country
		
		So let's pack our bags up together
		And we'll be in the clear forever
		
		We'll just sit right back and watch while our crops grow
		While we listen to gals like Kitty Wells on country radio
		Weekends we's two-step at some cowboy bar just down the road
		We could be happy in the country
		
		I know that the local folks will make us feel right at home
		We'll have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads
		
		And I would learn to ride on the rodeo
		I'd have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobody'd ever know
		That we'd once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes
		If we could just be in the country
	
 
	
	
		Here On Earth (I'll Have My Cake)
		Some folks say that life is just a veil of tears
		Not me man I can't pack enough into these years
		I don't care if it's spring summer winter or fall
		Make no fuss about the seasons, 'cause I like 'em all
		
		Here on earth I'll have my cake
		Gonna eat it too, make no mistake
		'Cause if it's a question of to be or not to be
		I'll put on my boots and go see what I can see
		
		My grandpa, well a good Christian life he led
		Worked like a dog just to put a roof over his head
		He said that when he died he'd get his reward
		'Cause heaven's a place where you don't pay room & board
		
		Here on earth I'll have my cake
		Gonna eat it too, make no mistake
		'Cause if it's a question of to be or not to be
		I'll put on my boots and go see what I can see
		
		When I die, I hope I don't die too slow
		But slow or quick, I hope heaven is the place I go
		Old St. Pete's gonna serve me my pie in the sky
		And I'll say "Pete, a side of ice cream, if you don't mind."
		
		Here on earth I'll have my cake
		Gonna eat it too, make no mistake
		'Cause if it's a question of to be or not to be
		I'll put on my boots and go see what I can see
	
 	
	
	
		The Ghosts That Haunt Me
		There's a skeleton in everybody's closet
		I can think of one or two in my own room
		But I would like to introduce them both to you
		You'd shake their bony hands and so dispell the gloom
		
		'Cause you're so kind
		I know you would not mind
		You'd send away the ghosts that haunt me now
		And the things I fear
		Just wouldn't seem so near
		And when I stroll out late at night
		There would be nothing rattling at my hells
		
		There are nights when all my aching bones won't let me sleep
		And demons come to plague me as I lie in bed
		But I know if you were sleeping there beside me then
		That you could fend them off and they would let me rest
		
		There are nights
		When the wind comes howling through my old place
		I have dreams
		And I wake up with the sweat pouring down my face
		And I wait till the morning comes
		
		There will come a time I fear when all my days are done
		And they will come collect my corpse and bury me
		And then I hope you'll come over to the Other Side
		To join me in our new life, keep me company
	
 	
	
	
		Thick-Necked Man
		We're talkin' about a thick necked man in the city
		Build a pub a blood and sweat
		Swears by God he'll stand by justice
		He aint stood by justice yet
		He gets them drunk and gets their money
		They cash their welfare checks for stout
		Now he throws them into the street
		He's sucked you in, he'll spit you out
		
		This money-minded son of a bitch
		Will not a penny lend
		And all I can do is pray to God
		He'll suffer in the end
		
		We're talkin' 'bout thick-necked man in a three-piece
		Killing from his office desk
		The many places he has been
		And many more he'll visit yet
		Without his mommy's pride & kisses
		Without his country's confidence
		Without the dying man's permission
		Without no guilt or consequence
		
		This bloody-minded son of a bitch
		Has not a wound to mend
		And all I can do is pray to God
		He'll suffer in the end
		
		Now we're talkin' 'bout a thick-necked man in a fist fight
		Losing lots of blood
		It's not his night, his boss is uptight
		His face and name are covered in mud
		He watches T.V., all star wrestling
		Slams a six of ale
		Hits his wife, wrecks the car
		And spends the long dark night in jail
		Well the Preacher man, he comes and asks him
		Does he know the mess he's in?
		He says he'll turn to Jesus if he'll
		Bail him out and buy him gin
		
		This narrow-minded son of a bitch
		Has not a soul to mend
		And all I can do is pray to God
		He'll get one in the end
	
 	
	
	
		Androgynous
		Here comes Dick, he's wearing a skirt
		Here comes Jane you know she's sportin' a chain
		Same hair, a revolution
		Same build, evolution
		Tomorrow who's gonna fuss?
		And they love each other so, androgynous
		Closer than you know, love each other so, androgynous
		
		We'll don't get him wrong, and don't get him mad
		He might be a father but he sure aint a dad
		And she don't need the advice that is sent to her
		She's happy the way she looks, she's happy with her gender
		And they love each other so, androgynous
		Closer than you know, love each other so, androgynous
		
		Mirror image, see no damage, see no evil at all
		Cupie dolls and urine stalls will be laughed at
		The way you're laughed at now
		
		Something meets boy and something meets girl
		They both look the same they're overjoyed in this world
		Same hair revolution
		Unisex evolution
		Tomorrow who's gonna fuss?
		
		And tomorrow Dick is wearing pants,
		Tomorrow Jane is wearing a dress
		Future outcasts and they don't last
		And today people dress the way that they please
		The way they tried to do in the last centuries
		
		And they love each other so, androgynous
		Closer than you know, love each other so, androgynous.
	
 		
	
	
		The Voyage
		It may be that I'd like to
		But I won't fall in love with you
		We won't spend the rest of our lives together
		But anyway couldn't we go on a trip together
		
		We could go to the British Islands
		And hike around the Scottish Highlands
		The youth hostels they have there
		would be perfect for us
		Cause we're both youths,
		so they would really suit us
		
		Well darling each morning when we woke up
		We'd have biscuits and tea from a tea cup
		People might think that we were on our honeymoon
		But we'd know better, even though we'd slept in the same room
		
		We would live right out of our back packs
		We'd send our parents lots of trinkets and knickkacks
		Through the post and across the sea
		Back to our own country
		
		After that we could go to Yugoslavia
		Oh how I'd love to travel with ya'
		We don't have to be wife and husband
		To take a trip across the ocean
	
 	
	
	
		At My Funeral
		I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered
		1234567 and so on
		But a time will come when these numbers have all ended
		And all I've ever seen will be forgotten
		
		Won't you come
		To my funeral when my days are done
		Life's not long
		And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
		That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground
		
		When my coffin is sealed and I'm safely 6 feet under
		Perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me
		Oh when they pause to consider all my blunders
		I hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me
		
		Won't you come
		To my funeral when my days are done
		Life's not long
		And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
		That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground
		
		If I should die before I wake up
		I pray that the Lord my soul will take but
		My body, my body - that's your job
		
		Well I can't be sure where I'm headed after death
		To heaven, hell, or beyond to that Great Vast
		But if I can I would like to meet my Maker
		There's one or two things I'd sure like to ask
		
		Won't you come
		To my funeral when my days are done
		Life's not long
		And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone
		That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground