430 N. Harper Ave.

George died in the fifth grade
No one ever knew why
He was out selling lemonade
On the fourth of july and he died

Sister claire said that he was
An angel on earth
She stood there and she told us
She had clearly rehearsed every verse

Of the lies that tie you down

I've forgotten my first love
I haven't seen her since when
There's a bum on the corner
He thinks that i'm his best friend, we pretend
He says the rapture is anyday
That's when god's coming around
Although perhaps he should stay away
They'll run him right out of town, like a clown

Chorus:
With the lies that tie you down

There are times when a man feels
That it's him against the world
There are times when a man steals
From the love of his girl
There are days when a beast dies
Long before the gun
And there are days when a crow flies
Straight into the sun, to be done

I'm not immune so i commune
With the objects in my home
I am caressed by my razor
And so am not alone
I spoon an oversize pillow
Which i bought for just that use
And to the flowers in my garden
I am lover, not recluse

If you my dear were such a flower
You would stay and only grow
And i would tend to you and water baby
And straight up would you go
You would spread and maybe blossom
With each passing summer's day
And not the suitors from a hundred hives
Could draw your love away

Then as autumn
Shut the light down in advance of winter's bite
According to true lovers' creed you would not die
But go to seed

For so it is with paper towels
And other things about my place
The old begets the new
And the things i need keep up to pace
But you, my dear, you're gone forever
You left no silly seed behind
Save a rotten pit it lingers
Cherry (tomb)stone in my mind

You're not a paper towel
No
You're like the wind go howling
Ooo

You fled as if the autumn greys
Were the heralds of final days
Uprooting with your seeds and all cruel harvest
Of love's first fall

You're not a paper towel
No no
You're like the wind go howling
Owoooooo
Can't wrap you around my dowel
No no
You're like the wind go howling
Owoooooo

Bring her back for me little bo peep
I gotta find her i can't go to sleep ...

I guess i make my way ok, i guess i do
I guess i get by, just like you
I'm keeping to myself though, if you don't mind
I don't want to leave any fingerprints

Moving down the boulevard, the walk of fame
The japanese they're up against it trying to match their hand sizes with the household names
And i just try to bob and weave and keep from bumping into furry fairy prostitutes
And make it to the corner gonna lose myself inside outside news and
I remember when i first had come to town
And you suggested that i kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then to me
And you, you're nothing to me

Nobody wants to help when you start with a please
To supplicate is not the way you've got to put the other man down on his knees
But that's not why i arrived, no that was not the reason
Don't mind if i retire from a town without one just like a season. . .

I remember when i first had come to town
And you suggested i kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then to me
And you, you're nothing to me

Bridge:
Waltzing slowly in
Counter time to your piercing cameras before me
Moving closer i've
Come to know that there's nothing in there to show me

Pretty good show she said
I kinda like your style
Well, maybe we could go to bed and i could help you run the three-minute mile
But first you gotta take the drinks you gotta learn to fake the smiles
She was a piece of past her prime real estate a late great tit turnstile. . .

I remember when i first had come to town
And you suggested i kneel and kiss the ground
You were such a prophet then, to me
And you, you're nothing to me
I remember when
(repeat)

Way down in soho town
Where the lovely people love to be
And they all write all their best lines down
And they hope their hair turns white like andy

There's a man who was almost king
He was lionized when they left the ring
And some time away was soon the end
And the truth is there's no one you can depend on
And love, i know you're gone for good
I can't go back, but i know i should

A boticellian beauty was with a body of jelly and a boot there because she turned the corner
She turned some heads and
Before it was cool she wore black and blue keds

Sit and spin his old thirty threes
It was groovy again to know
Chucky's in love with a friend
You can fall in the arms of each other
And nothing is like that brother
And love, i know you're gone for good
I can't go back, but i know i should

Love is larger than letters

Taking up his sword again
It was a mont-blanc monogrammed pen
And he wielded the power of his phd
While he sat there
And glouded his green screen tragedy
And love, i know you're gone for good
I can't go back, but i know i should
Love, i know you're gone for good
I can't go back, but i know i should

Love is larger than letters

I asked you for a ride
I was lonely
And hoping to see you before i left town
You said, "i'm sorry, i'd like to,
If only i had had the time ...
Maybe next time around."

And i walked for miles
And carried my bags
On streets with no sidewalks
In search of a ride
It was me and a baby ruth
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
And here from the bus,
I would like to say thanks
Thank you.

I had imagined a breakfast of coffee and muffins
Maybe some cinnamon toast
But if i believed i would gain your attendance
I could have provided the holy host

And i walked for miles
In search of a ride
On streets with no sidewalks
And carried my bags
It was me and a baby ruth
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
And here from the bus,
I'd just like to say thanks
Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
Thank you.
Not.

Two seats behind me, reclining
An angel is peering at me now from under a book
She catches me staring and smiles to the window
Again, i'm in love and with only a look
And it must be it's true, i am free
And last night i burned, you know who spoke to me
Say "welcome the solitude, it's your family tree"
And you would have been only a heaven

At noon i will fly to my city, my prison
And you will be forever gone from my life
And soon i'll deny any lingering vision
Of me in some catalogue and you as my wife

'cause i walked for miles
I in search of a ride
On streets with no sidewalks
And steel muddy banks
It was me and a baby ruth
A chewy chunk of chocolate truth
And here from the bus,
I'd just like to say thanks
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
Thank you.

I was walking down the road
Carrying in a heavy load
Feeling and believing that i might have been a prince through it
But no ...

... had all i can use of your silly teaching
Had all i can use of your silly preaching
And here's the news i'll make it on my wiles

All i really need is some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size

It must be nice to be boy genius
In your paradise you got the only penis
I know it's true i can't hypotheticalise

All i really need is some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size, nine, five
Shoes my size

I don't do much in the way of praying
And i'm out of touch with religious sayings
I think your cross is just a little too wide

All i really need is some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size
Some shoes my size, nine, five,
Double wide, you provide ...

Well i knew a dealer, dan, and he'd say
"don't worry 'bout me -
I'm never gonna fit the plan
And i'll never work for free"
And then he spent some time in a state penitentiary
I believe he made ten cents an hour

And i knew a girl in college
Sweet as the summer sun
Never worried 'bout books and knowledge
She was having too much fun
And i hear these days she's living at home with a three year old son
Reading up on women taking power

The trees grow high
And the leaves they grow green
And me oh my all the things that i have seen
Don't be surprised little bro
When the world turns out mean
Life is what happens in between

Well i know a man, old man, about ninety five
He could hardly see nor stand
But he was goddamn glad to be alive
And he said, "hey son go and taste of life!
Get in your car and drive."
And that's exactly what i do

But out here on the road
You know a man leads a simple life
Don't carry no heavy loads
Ad he don't get time for the lady or a wife
But sometimes the stars aren't fallin'
Oh no they don't shine so bright
And that's when i wish i was home with you

The trees they grow high
And the leaves they grow green
And me oh my all the things that i have seen
Don't be surprised little bro
When the world turns out mean
Life is what happens in between

Well you remember our dad, remember what he said?
He said, "this here's a family,
Gonna be together 'til we're dead"
Ten years and two homes ago
It ain't quite what turned out to be
And i still hear those words
They ring and ring and ring inside of me

The trees grow high
And the leaves they grow green
And me oh my all the things that i have seen
Don't be surprised little bro
When the world turns out mean
Life is what happens in between
Life is what happens in between