Good Looking Blues

I disappoint you
You give up on me
Dust of the earth and light of the plains
When will I know I will see you again
You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

Fate tells lies
Maybe tonight maybe here
What can I say when words have no place
Can the earth beneath shoulder my weight
You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these
Fire in my head
Cloud in my mouth
Fire in my head
Cloud in my mouth
Old skin don't you knowthis face
Nothing to be gained here in this place
Old skin don't you knowthis face
Nothing to be gained here in this place
You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

Feel a bit false
Uneasy
Feel a bit false
Uneasy
Raw bony ghost waiting by my door
Biding his time what's he waiting for
You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

A misunderstanding born outta contempt
That was the rock I was battered against
Oh sorrow dogged by sorrow was in my heart
Don't even know just where to start
I was knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
Should've seen the penny dropping just a touch
I walked away as mad as could be
No matter how I try i'ts the same damn thing
I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
Stone dead from standin' still
Can't turn from the shadow that wishes me ill
A bone in the fly a fly in the bone
Kept hanging around the door to my home
Oh tell it to the river and tell it to the sea
this man's gonna be the death of me
My tiny fist just isn't a threat
Not even enough to make him sweat
I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
The wrinkle in the sheet next to him
Didn't see the trouble that she was in
When the ill wind started to blow
It was far too late for me to go
Sun's gonna shine bright at midnight
Before I find out if my hunches were right
He knew damn well what lies were for
Hulf an' puff an' show her the door

Life robs you of your bones an' slips by in dreams
And absolutely nothing is as it seems
that halfway point between life and death
Slipped by and now I've less time left
I've worn this face far too long
I just got used to always bein' wrong
i know one thing one thing I know
That sweet sweet man's just gotta go
I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
I'm knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch
Knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
More than a little bit outta touch

If you receive an E-mail with a subject of 'badtimes' delete it immediatly without reading it
This is the most dangerous E-mail virus yet.
It will re-write your hard disk
Not only that, but it will scramble any disks that are even close to your computer
It will recalibrate your refrigerator's coolness setting so all your ice cream melts
It will demagnetize the strips on all your credit cards, screw up the tracking on your VCR
And use subspace field harmonics to render any CDs you try to play unreadable.
It will give your ex-boy/girlfriend your new phone number.
It will mix antifreeze into your fishtank
It will drink all your beer and leave its socks out on the coffee table when there's company coming over
It will put a dead kitten in the back pocket of your good suit and hide your car keys when you are late for work
Badtimes will make you fall in love with a penguin.
It will give you nightmares about circus midgets.
It will pour sugar in your gas tank and shave off both your eyebrows while dating your current boy/girlfriend behind your back
And billing the dinner and hotel room to your Visa card
It will seduce your grandmother
It does not matter if she is dead, such is the power of badtimes, it reaches out beyond the grave to sully those things we hold most dear.
It moves your car randomly around parking lots so you can't find it.
It will kick your dog. It will leave libidinous messages on your boss's voice mail in your voice!.
It is insidious and subtle
It is dangerous and terrifying to behold. It is also a rather interesting shade of mauve.
badtimes will give you dutch Elm disease. It will leave the toilet seat up.
It will make a batch of methamphetamine in your bathtub
And then leave bacon cooking on the stove while it goes out to chase high school kids with your new snowblower.
These are just a few of the signs. be very very careful !!

i'm standing barefoot
Lost in the tall grass
A place so quiet
It's as if I were never born
The clouds are leaving
Beneath the setting sun
Watch out for her
She can give you dreams
She didn't know I saw her
Kneeling by the water
her mother always fought her
Didn't love her daughter
She didn't know I saw her
Waiting by the river
I wish her gone
So I can want her back
She is my laugh
I am her laughter
I am her face
And she is mine
I want to join her
But I cannot move
Now together
I cannot lose

Waitin' 'til my dyin' day
That's when i pack these tired blues away
That's when i go to lay down in my grave
That'll be my dyin' day

Wonderin' what i'm workin' for
Ain't gonna be your lowdown dog no more
Ain't gonna bleach an' scrub your kitchen floor
I wonder what i'm workin' for

Making tiny feet for shoes
Didn't have the right to pick 'n choose
Didn't know the freedom i would lose
In making tiny feet for shoes

Workin' dozen to the nine
Feels like i'm just servin' time
Waitin' in this goddamn line
Hell or heaven i'll be fine

Cookin' nothin' in the pan
That's the way life dealt my hand
That'll be my livin' last demand
To get somethin' from this land

Playin' 'round the toes of time
Waitin' for the spark that'll free my mind
That'll put unhappiness behind
Jus' lookin' for an exit sign

Waitin" til my dyin' day
That's when I pack these tired blues away
That's when I go to lay down in my grave
That'll be my flyin' day

Wondering what i'm workin' for
Ain't gonna be your lowdown dog no more
Ain't gonna bleach an' scrub your kitchen floor
I wonder what I'm workin' for

Making tiny feet for shoes
Didn't have the right to pick 'n choose
Didn't know the freedom I would lose
In making tiny feet for shoes

Working dozen to the nine
Feels like I'm just servin' time
Waitin' in this goddamn line
Hell or heaven I'll be fine

Cookin' nothing in the pan
that's the way life dealt my hand
That'll be my livin' last demand
To get something from this land

Playin' around the toes of time
Waiting for the spark that'll free my mind
that'll put unhappiness behind
Just looking for an exit sign