No Clear Winner

When the heat comes we won't be talking about money, it's alright

No clear winner, we were livin' in a pit, it's alright

Lights out, don't let anybody get in the door

Lights out, save it 'cause all we really wanted was more

I can remember when that time come and looked me in the eye

I can't stop, I won't stop falling apart every night

Seven ships came and we opened up the door and saw the light

No clear winner when we really thought of it, it's alright

It's an open hand; don't let anybody tell you it's more

It's a nice touch that we're left with so much less than before

I can remember when that time come and looked me in the eye

I can't stop, I won't stop falling apart every night

I can remember when that time come and caught me in a lie

I don't know what I control

I don't know what I can hold

Expression One

I wasn't a fan of school

It was too much for me, you know;

A thousand girls with matching yellow bangs

and the jacket was blue

Oh no, not for me

Expression One:

The exorcist has won

Permanent Vacation

I've just seen a friend, she informed me our love was over

Was hard to comprehend, but we can't be friends if we ain't lovers

Did I receive the wrong communication?

I deserve it for beginning what I can't end

Think I'll take a permanent vacation

Stare into the distance for an hour or two or three or four

If you see my friend, please tell her I've been on vacation

A postcard I will send, picturing me with a Jamaican

I'm counting on a strong imagination

To get me far away from this much pain

Think I'll take a permanent vacation

What's a little distance for a day or two or three or four

or five or six or seven or...?

Think I'll take a permanent vacation

Arrowsmith

Though you've got the line on what to play

Can we respect the seven seconds of delay?

You've got to know this is goin' wrong

You destroyer got me singin' pretty songs

I won't be at the Be-In for you to "open up your mind"

I was hoping you were the future and not the past

I'll be your city's Arrowsmith if I can ever find the time

Who can know what's turning on vs. what is passed?

Bellboy in the Hilton family way

You caught the terror from the concierge that day

You should've known there was something wrong

Vincent Gallo was the guest who stayed too long

I won't be at the Be-In for you to open up your mind

I was hoping you were the first but not the last

I'll be your personal Arrowsmith if I can ever find the time,

or show me going west and going fast

I got a love, but my love is young

Paris may be lost but the girl has won

The honeymoon is over, but it hasn't happened yet

Leave this suite, we can release you from this debt

So:

I dropped out of the Drop-In so I could hexorcise my mind

You were hopin' I was still open to something new

I'll be your city's Arrowsmith if I can ever find some time

Am I not defined by what I finally do?

Mild Thing

"Can't believe I hate the whole thing"

Is what I said to make the ringer ring

There it goes; I missed the call

I hath not reached out to thee after all

Mild Thing

You make my pendulum swing

Please make my phone ring

Bring me another panacea

You make me feel just like a cancer

When I call on you and I get no answer

Mild Thing

You make my pendulum swing

Please let my phone ring

Bring me another panacea

Young Man of the Mountain

There was no more dancing or playing to be heard

Though partial to ELO,

The squire had prepared a little potion to be sure

She went alone to Denmark on a train - the #1

She can't have fun

The wedding celebrated every awful thing I'd known

Still tired from the night before,

I set fire to Princess Shelley's room just after noon

The young man of the mountain from now on I must be

They called me:

"Young man, come down"

I must be, they called me

I'm the Young Man Of The Mountain

from now on

Who Is In My Temple

I was the color that filled up a room; you were covered with lies

I was the one mood what moved too soon; you were coming up wise

Cover up lies, cover up my eyes

When you feel like the power of this mark is fair,

Come after all my other demons and I'm through

"I'll know it when I see it" says the father to son

After all it was you

I was the first in, the first one to go; you were coming up wise

I wrote this to you and you'll never know, you'll just say,

"Everything dies. Everything's jive. Everybody dies"

When you feel that the power of his mark is fair,

Come after all my other demons and I'm through

"I'll know it when I see it" says the volatile son

After all it was you

I try to avoid affairs; I am scared that everybody will know

I don't believe in all this radio

It's no way to go

Jesus Loves The Birds

Jesus loved The Byrds

Practiced all the words

"Turn, Turn, Turn!" was first

His Father liked the verse

Late nights with guitar

Eight Miles High is far

His Father feared the worst

and killed all of The Byrds

Bad Blood

The winter's here and the windows are thin

We're trying so hard to keep this peace in

Don't say a word when you walk out, you know

I don't like to see you leave, but I love to watch you go

We could use a thing just to talk it all out

No one knows what they said, what they got on about

I went back home to try to swallow myself

When we're apart about this, something tries to part us

Hearing our song and my eyes are sewn open

There's bad blood between us

What did I say??

(instrumental breakdown)

It's sour in the air and the weekend is over

Bad blood's been spreading

What could I say??!?

Zodiac

In another life I was a wreck

Yesterday some things hadn't happened yet

A zodiac in the back seat of your car and the rest I forget

Down the street something's gonna happen

Down the street something's bound to happen

But down my street, nothing's gonna happen now

Her lip uncurled, the goddess Love

later would slip herself inside my glove

Her zodiac was the trash talk of the bar, lest you forget

Down the street something's gonna happen

Down the street something's bound to happen

But down my street, nothing's gonna happen now

Your constellation is forever changin'

There is no reason why

You get to play the part of the drifter

and drift on by

I'm so twisted up inside

I'm sending over my life

I'm open-hearted 'til the day I die

I'm sending over my life

Two-Hearted 'til the day I die

Jailbird Joey

Richard said to come on to you

So I reached out my hand

and I hired this band: Jailbird Joey

Jailbird Joey and the Monsters of Lust

Appearing nightly in their monster truck

I was spit on and refused

You didn't feel like being used

I unleashed the baby blues

I took myself to the prom

so I'd keep on keepin' on

The end of it was over before it began

The principals agreed I should not see you again

But Jailbird Joey drug his name through the muck

to bring you to me in his monster truck

Everyone was there - people laughed, I didn't care

No I didn't give a damn about it

I took myself to the prom so I'd keep on keepin' on

Miss K

Find something in leather to hold us together

Browned like the ass of a Nubian lass

The sand-colored detail of a beautiful sea snail

A stitch up the side for my ideas to hide

Miss K. was changed, in my dream she looked strange

Her seam seemed to wither but was constantly with her

A sand-colored detail of a beautiful sea snail

A stitch up the side for my IDs to hide

Save Me From This Amy

Amy, Amy, save me from this mystery

Realized that I wanted you

Gets more and more each day

Amy, save me

Send me from this disarray

Be this window, I want you to

give more and more my way

Save me from this Amy

Save me from this mystery

Realized that I wanted you

Gets more and more each day

Leaves fall all around, beech trees breathe

House lights come on, I should really leave

Copper eyes came from another world

Lost electricity has found this girl

I'm feeling like fifteen

Turn Off The Century

Turn off the century

We don't want to be part of this entry no more

We do things the old way,

it's the only way to leave new evil at the century's door

No use for time that is spent not working hard

Not hardly working, that's a crime

Here's a Little House in the middle of a field

Papa gets a chicken and Mama cooks a meal

Such a good meal

No use for time that is spent not working hard

Not hardly working is a waste of time

You Can’t Trust Rock & Roll

Let's pretend we're entering the present tense

Talk to me like we used to be friends

or we used to do a shitload of drugs together

Stop me, tell me if I ain't makin' sense

Very alive, no she won't come alive

despite them tearing up the seating

Rich with disgust, we won't waste your life

If you only keep repeating:

You Can't Trust Rock & Roll

First of all, I stole this chord from another

Copped the vocal from a drifter I knew

Secondly, we corrected it until it was smothered

Stopped totally from speaking the truth

Buried alive, there's no hope for a spark

to start to fire up the fleeting

Witches discuss how to waste your life

Just stay high and keep repeating:

You Can't Trust Rock & Roll

All that I do, all I do

All that I do is for you

You Can't Trust Rock & Roll

Start Again

Someone must have summoned you to come so close

A country messenger from coast to coast

A broken bird, a small-town ghost

Wasn't it the passing of our pastoral scene?

One from the wind and a few from the green

Isn't that exactly where you thought that I'd been?

Let's start again tonight

I don't think I can leave your life

Let's start again and make it right

Wasn't it the passing of our passed-over scene?

One from the wind and a few from the green

Isn't that exactly where you thought that I'd been?

I feel like I could die

and you're the only one who seems to know why

Let's start again and make it right