Improv lead over some random home grown acoustic looping. Bass bumpin' old west style.

Intro Track w/ Norm

In dark streets they wander Suitcase with a chain Silent meetings are held Plotting a righteous domain Supply the demand for another disease Your framing the downfall for all that you know It's not safe here It's not safe here to…

Some people talk to me Ask me what I do for a living Use some rocks to grind my grain Little bit of whiskey to tickle the brain Valley fever giving me rest Smokestack choked out to my west Drink a little of the H2O Give it a little…

Bad omens speak clearly in candlelight Still waters recede at night Is this a new ice age or just a weather change How can we tell who is right? Could this be 2012 or is it just the smell Might as well be the end I'm ready if your…

Whispers for dark words in my subconscious The belief that reality doubles with your delusions A thought that a handshake was once considered currency Or a realization that man is the only predator you fear Radioactive soul Ain't got nothin…

Investment pension plan 40 per week Returns are growing by bounds and leaps Better get that shit right in the bank Thinking that you'll get ahead is your first mistake Clip all your coupons and stack them up Ride that bike now to get to…

Said I don't remember Anything before today Must have been the fall Saw the writing on the wall But I didn't really read it Moments just slipped by I musty have been high Said that's the reason why So am I confused about the way it was…

One foot forward Marching to the meter Head held down and low Hands are getting weathered Air is getting heavy No time to take it slow Day after day Working for that pay Stuck in the grind Day after day Working this life away…

At the end of this road Red rock and blue skies And the wind calls Plant your roots in the ground And the clean air that the trees share You can't hear a sound Deep in the heart of it all Morning dew at the sunrise Covered in fog Fires…

This salty man's a salty dog His travels have left him weary Got boots all lined up at the door He's must be carrying stones again... His salty wife waits on salty shores Tending the child she carries Washing his wounds with olive soap…

As slowly I recall These letters sent to you As all things come to pass I anticipate that I'll leave This world for a new Waiting for the letters that you'll send Civil War At 300 strong Into the heart of Dixie we roam We might be…

How long we've been waiting for this storm to end Said we might go Where the winds they do blow Full steam ahead the blind captain said Might take some time now We might windup dead Just bury those bones along that 2 note transfer…

I sit and wonder a bit The more I'm am conscience of it Out lived the old so it's in with the new I reconcile my loss Place it inside this box Bury it softly now for no one And still I be the one from my memory It's hard to breathe when…

So many distractions the left's pulling up and the right is undone Dealing with reaction the motivated mind is a dangerous thing Son don't pity me I shook the hands and collected the toll I stood upon the podium and hid the skeletons so they…