Vinny put your gun away

Vinny put your gun away
This is neither the time nor place
And you know what Roberto says about scaring the tenants

Vinny my last mistake
could be startling you awake
I come in peace; I bear no weapon

I know there’s an ocean between us and New Jersey
And I know there’s a long night between now and 6:30
But Vinny please, don’t take it out on me

You can say that again. Whatever it was you said
And I’ll just nod my head and pretend I understood
Vinny, violence won’t do us any good

Braving the quiet and cold, Manning your post all alone
Longing for something a bit more exciting
Vinny, don’t take it out on me

You know there’s a fine line between fearless and foolish
Vinny its high time; we gotta get through this
Vinny put that gun away; you know what Roberto says about scaring the tenants

$21.08

Tip your pail just a little
What falls to the floor is an ocean to me
You probably wouldn’t know if it were missing
But I’m drowning in this unforgiving sea

A slight misunderstanding, confusion of the terms
I won’t pretend to be without my faults
But your oversight however slight
brings another anxious night

21 dollars, 21 dollars, 21 dollars and eight cents
21 dollars, 21 dollars, you owe me 21 dollars
I will have my revenge

I know its near impossible to prove
In a world of corruption and abuse
But I’d try to hear you out if you were me
and I was you

I’ve known my fair share of disappointments
Now I’ll take my fair share on the house
A few hours in your store ought to settle the score
I’ll be crafty; I’ll be cunning; I’ll be on my way out

Hair gel, A hacky sack, a handful of Doritos,
Could you point me to the dressing room to try on these new speedos,
Produce, popcorn, paintbrushes, plaid and polyesterFlashlights, fanta and fishing line that sits beside the register

halleluiah

Another long-winded politician
Another long and winding road
Past the old church, past the mission
Another worn and weary sole

And the wind whispers halleluiah
As the footprints blow away
And the dust echoes halleluiah
As the evidence is erased

Another bulletproof king of something
Another bullet buzzing by
Another close call, another brush with the end of the line

And the street lights whisper halleluiah
As the crowd begins to thin
And the darkness echoes halleluiah
He’s coming down again

The path he’s chosen, be it straight or be it broken
Be it famous or unspoken in the end
The doubt and fear all the while was leading here
Halleluiah

Another lost love, full of questions
Another hole in the earth
Another farewell, wrapped in blessing
Another death adorned with birth

And the hills whisper halleluiah
As the night loosens her grip
And the sunrise echoes halleluiahAs the new/breaking day begins

time machine

No chance to post music yet - probably not until february - sing along with your own tune

I met a man on the street

He told me all about his time machine

Built of old receipts, postcards and magazines

Took another drink and pointed at me

Said son, the future’s never what it seems

There was a crack in the atmosphere

I had to make my move

I fought my way out of there

Now, I’m here with you

I’ll tell you my story, won’t tell you what to do

Son, its never what it seems

I’ve been there and back

I’ve seen it change

Seen the truth attacked

While the stories stay the same

You fight to live another day

My manifesto would read like a book

But for another 50 years not be understood

You can guess if you want, it won’t do you any good

Its never what it seems

Everyone I meet is known for his innocence

But here on the street you can only trust yourself

Show me your scars, don’t tell me what your future is

Its never what it seems

If I were a hammer, I’d break the mold