Starless
I must say what I say
Listen — what I say

Waltz in Two-Fourths Time
We ain’t gonna let you wash your car
Said we ain’t gonna let you wash your car
It’s so damn dirty you can’t see too far
Take me back
Take me bones
And take my blood
And dash it all (?)
Let’s go! Ohhhh...

I Ain’t Got None
Just because you’re lonely
Just because your mother took your daughter from her only
Da da da da da da...
Just because you’re lonely
Just because your mother took your daughter from you, oh no
Think you — come around — here
Asking for my son
I just have to tell you I ain’t got none
I have to tell you that I ain’t got none

Rifle in the Closet
Hey John
Stopped by this afternoon
To see you in the purple moon
Best I say what’s on my mind
Best I say what’s on my mind
Hey John, John, John, John...
Hey John I’m walking on pins
My life is a lie and I’m telling you the truth
There’s nothing else I can do
Except live another day
And find a way to tell you
I’ve been doing what a good man should
Hey John
My eyes have been crying
And we’ve been making (?)
Coffee’s no good in the morn’
Beer ain’t no good at night
Ah, hey John
The theater’s been dripping
The movie’s 3-D
There’s two rides to Texas
547-3668
Ah, hey John
The rifle in the closet is just the name of the song
The rifle in the closet is just the name of my song
Hey John

May 7, 9:15 A.M.
I take three baths a day
Wash out all my mind
Each time I get so gay
It takes me out of my mind
To get a clean mind
To wash out my mind
For a fresh new time
And a real time
So it’s three times a day
I go to the cleaners
I seldom do anything
Just ’cause it’s my birthday
The time will come
You’ll find you some new way to have a clean day
In the merry, merry month of May

Hey
Hey
I’m gonna chase your blues away
Hey
A-won’t you come along?
Hey hey hey...

Call You the Sun
You come around at (morning?)
They call you the sun
Gonna ???
??? and get you baby
You come at night
They call you darkness
You come in the morning
They call you the sun

The Spirit
Sitting in your morning sun
Old black night has all been done
Once again your picture’s new
Seems it’s quiet just like you
Looking at a miracle
Living in a natural way
Lord, I know that you’re the one
With me the morning sun

Sung
I’m looking at a blank page
Looking at a blank page
I’m just singing a song
That I didn’t write
I just sung

Ha Ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
And now you want a fortune too
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You think you’ll ever be untrue?
Ha ha ha...
You think you’ll ever be untrue?
Ha ha ha...
You think you’ll ever get that bread?
Ha ha...

Customary
As a matter of fact
It’s the way that you act
It’s a matter of (ways?)
It’s customary
It was the real (pie?)
I got it all in my eye
She told me she wanted to hold me
I laughed to my self
It’s all on the shelf
It burns and
It eats the ones and I choke it
???
I won’t be altered

Situations
I don’t know, I really don’t
They come to the door asking for someone I never knew
Get into situations
I’m way far away from
Did you really think you could teach me something?
I already learned all I know
And I know enough to pick my own friends

Kick
Out there crying in the noonday sun
Gentleman come but she didn’t get none
A year ago she was a friend of mine
Didn’t need a fix, just a little wine
Wish I didn’t have to see her this way
Cast a dark shadow over my day
I’m not crazy about the way things go
Seen it all before at a movie show
There’ll be another man in a little while
Walking down the road just another mile
She’s a thief
She’s a harlot
You can take your pick
Gotta make the payment on another kick