STATIC SONGS lyrics Magic Marker i got a red magic marker throw it out into the snow see the red spread for miles around just as far as it will go bleed into the snow i got a blue magic marker throw it up into the air see the blue spread for miles around careful of the sun when you stare and then i see the sky coming down like a parachute dizzy from the fall stumbling left and right can i get another one of those? one of those dreamlike, yeah i got enough to go around and everyone is digging that sound i got a green magic marker drop it down into the sand see the grass spread for miles around breaking up the sidewalk where you stand and then i see the roots take hold, river is cold i can learn to swim, i don’t wanna grow old can i get another one of those? one of those dreamlike, yeah i got enough to go around and everyone is digging that sound i got a black magic marker drop it down into the well the sun was too bright i blew another night now we got nothing left to sell and everybody dances to the ripple of the wave ripple of a deep black grave, copy over and out drop to the level of the sea drop into the wet cold water, we are evil and free we are dancing to the ripple of the wave ripple of a deep black grave, copy over and out drop to the level of the sea drop into the dreamlike, yeah I got enough to go around and everyone is digging that sound Hook Boy i was born with a hook for a hand and a typewriter salesman where my father used to stand ink stained fingers he would point out my faults boy, you’ll never make it, take a look at cousin walt who was born with a buckle where his spine s’posed to be put an extra hole in his belt just to pee i said i can do as good as daddy did before and i hooked him by the knuckles and i threw him out the door YEAH! momma stood at the top of the stairs and she said ya lousy bastard it was none of your affair she cried in a huddle, she cried out my name my six little sisters did the same and i said better to be lonely than to end up with him the manual typewriter future is grim i said i can do as good as daddy did before and i gathered my belongings and i headed out the door YEAH! i took a job in the city shooting scenes for the movies that they sell in the porno magazines i was the best boy, i was the key grip until the gaffer gave me lip he said yer settin’ up the camera like you know how this ends is that the way you speak for your family and friends and to the gaffer boy i said: you know you’re so dumb! with your opposable thumbs and whining! how did you get so dumb? ‘cause when the movie star comes it never comes as a big surprise to no one and i’ve seen it all before and i headed out the door and if i never looked back then it was one less hard knock memory headed out the door and if i never looked back then it was one less heartbreak memory Butterfly and Bee sister ann and sister mary broke into a fight right in front of cash & carry, man it was a SIGHT! and we all lined up to see the butterfly and bee the rattle of the rosary soon the rumor was alarming how they came to blows it seems that betty z. had put her finger in her nose and sister ann was armed and with her yardstick harmed the backside of miss betty z. sister mary’d had enough of corporal intent especially regarding one she deemed as heaven sent and she set aside her beer and other habits dear and threw the first punch oh so casually holy holy and mercy me ... and so it was our education took another course on the day when sisters ann and mary met with force when we all lined up to see the butterfly and bee the rattle of the rosary holy holy and mercy me ... My Manifesto i’ll bet i’m not alone in thinking that the world could use a little lyric poetry maybe i’m way outta line but i believe that every public school should teach telepathy and i make the claim that my views are no crazier than what they dream up on the hill and if you laugh aloud at my diagnosis you should see the manifesto even still i confess i second guess and when i watch the news i wonder who’s deciding what i see and if you find you lose your mind from all you see perhaps you should consider losing your TV and if you’re worried that you might not think of anything to say it doesn’t matter ‘cuz you’re not saying anything anyway, oh no, OH NO! and so it goes and no one knows it when it comes the end is just a way to where you’re starting from somewhere else and someone new and heaven here and hell and all the in between and nothing too and i make the claim that my views are no crazier than what they dream up on the hill and if you laugh aloud at my diagnosis you should read the manifesto even still yeah you should see all into my brain don’t even try to convince me that there’s a big open field with a ferris wheel and all the trimmings on the tree don’t believe the writing on the walls unless you read between the lines and see the tree’s about to fall and nothing’s for free, nothing at all there’s always some fee. Starlight hey there, starlight on this dark night from your great height, can you shine the way? for i have lost my only friend and the cold wind chills my fingers to the bone and cold things break before they bend so i must hurry home, tired but a little less alone there starlight help my poor sight and tho’ my love might, i will never stray and i will not break promises that would leave my poor heart frozen like a stone a poor man standing so sad and so alone, all alone no and i will not break promises that would leave my poor heart frozen like a stone so if you ask me in return for something to own you can have anything you can have anything i own Like Water You Press i forgot, i lost my car in a parking lot i’ll never come this way again i could bite through my lip, i’m so angry her nose is running and it’s getting dark goldmine turning back time, your cast and your line are too high done for the day, your tracks washed away in your mind falling behind one more time, these are things you will never find time to think, a pot of gold in the kitchen sink like water you press through the sand you see the sunlight through the palm of your hand goldmine turning back time, your cast and your line are too high done for the day, your tracks washed away in your mind falling behind finally some luck, it’s over there by the pickup truck night fishing, i left the keys in the ignition Flip Me Over ! i can’t get no sleep, i sleep on the train ‘cause you been pushin’ deep again and again when you get home late i cannot wait to let you in and i say OH! flip me over push me down into the pillow ease me over, ease me down under the willow in the clover, turn me ‘round and wake me up i can’t stay awake, i sleep at my desk and i might lose my job, but then i can rest when you take my shoulders i cannot wait to let you in and i say OH! flip me over push me down into the pillow ease me over, ease me down under the willow in the clover, hold me down under the willow push me over, turn me ‘round and wake me up when you get home late i cannot wait for you to love me so when you get home early i cannot wait for you to love me so but i don’t even know if you’re mine oh i don’t even know where you are half the time Reunion i was towel snapping danny by the deep end the weekend seemed to draw its own conclusion sentimental as the sun began to fall, and the fall was right behind the moon with their baseball caps adjusted just a certain way the boys were betting on the stars to serenade you, but no one played you your eyes were fixed on burning sticks and the fire grew and then i heard you say, i can’t believe i’m dying forever and a day, the devil is a song you hear it on the wind, the radio is crying no one can resist a-whistling-a-long-long listen to the bone crack, broken back to tell the truth i never knew you had so much to say a penny in the slot i think you scared the other boys away and as for me i don’t know what the hell it means but i’ve seen that look before, more and more and there’s a static interference in the air if you care to explain i’d like to hear what’s going on behind the frozen stare beneath the burning ears, what’s been eating you for all these years and it’s weird and it’s winding down and then i hear you say, i can’t believe i’m dying forever and a day, the devil is a song you hear it on the wind, the radio is crying no one can resist a-whistling-a-long-long listen to the bone crack, broken back back