slick hootenanny
sorry about your outlaw turning out to be just one more vulnerable
human being
don't let me digress too long.
strange unknown aircraft move too fast for me
in the sky.
i guess you thought you'd me headlining some new slick
hootenanny.
the gurneys are filled with the dead and the dying,
and they lost the laugh track in a town
you can't pronounce.
Jesus claims he once told folks to tell the truth,
but there are lot of young men named Jesus tonight
on some lonely road that has no plans for them.
i guess you wanted to whittle a little longer.
i know you are making something great,
but demands scratch so harsh at the gate
their fingers bleed.
sorry about the food, i didn't know you were on some special
journey.they got some fine fine ladies
upstairs, but i guess you wouldn't want to sing
that one too loud.
i was just hobbling through, anyway.
Jesus swears he's putting some weight back on.
The death rate just rolls another homemade.
Maybe we'll see each other at the late late show.
They got some mighty fine actors honing their craft.
I see them in the bewildering light.
I see them glow in performance.
Just taking a breath is the best performance you'll get from me.
i was just sauntering through, anyway.
on some lonely road that has no plan.
let's sink in it together.
rebel songs on every tongue.
your outlaw just might make it home.
too many madmen will claim the winning ticket.
sorry about the love, i didn't know you were hiding
in some special cave.
that slick hootenanny got tired too fast.
sing to me if you can.
---Scott Wannberg |
