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From
The Doorman
Incognito
Put Down the Gun, Boy
Windmills [In Your Prime]
Today, You, But Tomorrow the World [But Tonight, You]
On Comets and Stars
Stomp [Mom, Dad, Elvis
and Me]
Around the Bend
Incognito
it's my steely
guardrail night
baby's got the feel
of my hands on the wheel
wouldn't
it be real to go home
and say:
don't i know that picture
don't i
know that smile
but baby's incognito
and she's stayin' for a while
i'm shook up and i'm humbled down
my radio's confused
it's spittin' delta
blues
but i'm thumbin' for some news about your storm
chorus
hold me close and get thee behind
i'm tryin' to look back
but my mirror's
painted black
i can nail or i can tack the ninety-nine
chorus
Put
Down the Gun, Boy
mama said last night
don't die young,
boy
have some fun, boy
put down the gun boy
i've seen your type
before
on the t.v.
and if it please thee,
do not leave me
well,
momma don't call the preacher-man
he say's i stole his shoes
his smokin'
guns
and his chosen ones
just have me so confused
ain't nothin' in
your mind
exceptin' hooks and cages
but the rock of ages
it's
contagious
narrow is the road
and it will wind you
up and bind you
just don't let it bind you
Windmills [In Your Prime]
you turn your back
the feelin' gone
you shake it off
and sing a
song
beware the ties that bind
you settle the score
with a
bottle of scotch
and a late night queen
who invites you to watch
but your memory is always kind
there you go again
my dearly departed
friend
tilting at windmills in your prime
why you spending all that
youth
demanding to be told the truth
man, what a waste of time
you
cast your stones
at the good and the few
but look out kid
they're
throwing back at you
it happens all the time
so you trade your
place
for a spot in between
where yellow and gray
cannot be seen
that blameless paradigm
Today,
You, But Tomorrow the World [But Tonight, You]
like a thief
who knocks
like a captive who talks
like a soft man with a gun
buried
once the deed is done
and every time your ringer rings
babe, i know
things
like a rich man wanting more
like an open cellar door
like a
book with a turned-down page
that we read back in our golden age
and
every time your stinger stings
babe in know things
keep your eyes
peeled
keep your ears curled
'cause today it's you
but tomorrow the
world
like a lion tamed and mild
like a carriage with no child
like
the doorman at your door
with a good-day-ma'am and nothing more
and
every time your singer sings
babe, i know things
On Comets and Stars
song without any sound
sing my merry-go-round
you toss me quarters and
sigh
and blink your magnum eye
our voices melt into the noise
calliope and goodtime boys
you always were the place in the crowd
where i
could think out loud
the band plays gypsy guitar
a song called comets
and stars
my head is bowing down in a tuck
a magic man who's prayin' for
luck
carousels can't get me high
like you or your binds that tie
i
know you got a taste for the town
so dancer, here's a come-on-down
i
lose you in the neon divide
that turnstile pierces your side
you get up
from the sin and the sand
and wipe the blood off your hand
well,
comets shine bright
and die in the sky
i saw the light
but then i went
blind
come, come, come
just as you are
it's nights like these
i wish i was a star
Stomp [Mom, Dad, Elvis and
Me]
well, i always kinda liked my mom and dad
i always
really liked my mom and dad
there were time when i was sad
about the
things i never had
but i always really liked my mom and dad
but i had
to move along and move alone
i had to move along and move alone
and this
daughter of the sea
said she'd like to marry me
then we had to get along
and get alone
now i've been grace
and i've been spite
and both
stand here
with me tonight
but i'm scared
of your touch
'cause
you kill little boys
who say too much
but i like to write my songs and
cut my ties
i like to make my songs and cut my ties
i let demons have some
say
as i walk the narrow way
but i like to write my songs and cut my ties
there's a beauty to the city in the fall
there's a beauty to the city in
the fall
what is dying's not yet dead
i could've left it all unsaid
and
that's the beauty to the city in the fall
but then elvis caught me fakin'
rock'n'roll
elvis caught me fakin' rock'n'roll
i saw the king out in the
crowd
he said "boy, don't play so loud"
now i'm achin' to be makin'
rock'n'roll
so i thought i'd join this kick-ass one-man-band
i thought
i'd join this kick-ass one-man-band
but the concert was a bust
my songs,
they gathered dust
so then i had to quit my one-man-band
now you know
it's not my style to play so loud
it never was my style to play so loud
but i've laced this song with truth
about the aging of my youth
but it
never was my style to play so loud
Around the Bend
'cause
you are who you like, my friend
and there's no reason to think we've seen the
end
and if, tonight, i fail to see the light
i'll love you around the bend
i've got a growing concern that i am blind
so just take my hand and i'll
walk behind
and if i should say, "baby, go away"
please don't pay no mind
and i'm proud of the man i am when you're around
i can fly real high but
my feet still touch the ground
but when i'm alone, he's nowhere to be found