Silver Jews Album

Hello, my friends
hello, my friends
come on, have a seat
come on, in my kitchen
my friends, take it easy
my friends, have a seat
my friends, don't you know that I never
want this minute to end
and then it ends...

Troubles, no troubles, on the line
And I can't stand to see you
I can't stand to see you when you're crying at home
Scotch and Penecilin, please try Carlton
a cold black maple hanger and husbands on the run
I just got back from a dream attack
that took me by suprise
and in there I met a lady her name was Shady Sides,
and she said
"It's been evening all day long,
It's been evening all day long
and how can something so old, be so wrong?"
Sin and gravity
drag me down to sleep to dream of trains across the sea
trains across the sea
half hours on earth, what are they worth?
I don't know
In 27 years I've drunk 50,000 beers
and they just wash against me
like the sea into a pier

If you got a message
Leave your name and number,
And we'll get back to you.

Sleep on your back
And ash in your shoes
And always use the old sense of the words
Your third drink will lead you astray
Wandering down the backstreets of the world

On the last day of your life
Don't forget to die
The things that you do
Will always make your mama cry.

Chorus:
Well I know you got a lot of hope for
The new men (2x)

So you've got no friends and
You wander through the night
And now you watch the sunrise through a rifle-sight
Well don't believe in people who say it's all been done
They have time to talk because their race is run

So get in some licks
And hold your head up
And soon you'll be drinkin' from that crystal cup.

Chorus (2x)

Good morning...to the new world...

Tide to the oceans
a million chuckers never felt wrong
looking at you, I'm a staring
looking how you make me feel good now
Broken like you know the child diction
over at the naked show
Sarah couldn't make you feel down now
down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down now

(chorus)

Wait, for the last man
last man never had a chance
so he went out behind the shed
and bought himself a little cigarettes
On the ground digging for a treasure map
find your answer
when you ask, please ask me
ask me to stay.

(chorus)

a fifth on decoration day for the doctor
that fixed my arm. The federales back
from Tuscon, each one got an arm gone.
Limehouse Pratt got dim inside, can't see
the painted ladies runaround at night.
A wood-paneled room, my cigarette fumes
waltz and dissolve just for you.
There's gonna be a truce(x3) but
first you got to set your horses loose.
A jaguar simmering in a cage, give him
a chance, can you tell the answer from the
ants. History's got it's walking papers
can't get enough of the make-up
that makes it look so tough.
Well it ssssseems just like a freeze out (x3).

an undisclosed, deeply wooded
lose your way route.

I'm scared (I swear) of you.
In the tunnel, in the darkness, the darkest walls of blue,
there's beasts and there's men and there's something on this earth that comes back again:
Alpha...delta....gamma... everybody's smoked
You can't say that my soul has died away (x2)
There's trouble in the hall and trouble up the stairs and trouble in the trouble
that's troubling the air.
Please don't say that my soul has died away.

There is a house in New Orleans,
not the one you've heard about. I'm talking about another house.
They spoke of gold in the cellar that a Spanish gentleman had left.
I broke in one hundred years ago with a dagger tucked in my vest.
Legends of gold I've tried to hold in the grey half-lite of the halway at night
one....two... three, four, five
we're trapped inside the song. We're trapped inside the song (x3)
where the nights are so long.
There's traps inside us all (x3)
and the nights are so tall.
And the night is so tall.
And the knife is so tall.

"O get him out of there!" What if it cost 25c
to wake up in the morning? A dollar, ten dollars?
I'd pay it all the way to the poor house. It's not made
if it's made in Roanoke. Night pulling up in front of
the house like a bus. It came at me with shears. Her
sweater had faces, famous faces knitted all over it.
The porch swing ticked off Central Daylight time.
"How many hours do you think it'll take me to smoke this
cigarette?" she said with a smile. The smell of fried
food came drifting out one of the castle windows.
"Lets go around back" I said "my brother buried some
stuff back there." We ducked down and walked through
the black bushes. My shoe made a sucking sound in
the turf. "He can afford anything" I said "he's got
dogs that blow on trumpets." "Priests!" she cussed.
Thunder cracks over Ben Franklin's shop. Who wrapped
my dreams in a blanket and led them outside to the black
book in the yard? "Hey what indian tribe occupied
southern california? They were a lucky bunch of fellers!"
Sting Bible, More Sea Bible, Knur & Spell. In moments
downhill, towards sleep in the stillwater shop. Imagining
places I was almost sure I'd never been & had taken to
assuming were the memories of my grandfather somehow
deposited in my mind. They were there and gone, just before
I could get my bearings, catch any names or find out
where the hotel was. Just a pile of glass shavings that
could never be reassembled into the gone order
of buildings & the shade pouring off of them. "WATER!"

Now people are good and people are bad
and I'm never sure which one I am, so
come in out of the storm
what you need is an imitation of home, alright

you're at home
you're all alone
and nobody's calling on the telephone

People are good and people are bad
people they butch, people they brag
people they test, people they breast(?)
people name sex as their favourite thing to do

So if you run, then run to me
and if you can swim then swim to me
just come in out of the storm
what you need is an imitation of home

you're at home
you're all alone
and nobody's calling on the telephone

In the times I dream of Jesus
it's like he's coming through the walls
when I'm working at my desk at night
I hear his footsteps in the hall

you can believe me not believe me
I'm just a bird upon the sill
and these words just course right through me
like water through a mill

he was a rebel jew
he was a rebel jew
and he died for you and your sins
he was a rebel jew
he was a rebel jew
let him in

sometimes I dream of Texas
yeah, it's the biggest part of me
and the planes look like the sea at night
oh, she wants to be so free

she is a rebel state
she is a rebel state
and it's not too late for her to break
from a sick, sick union
an unhealed wound and separate

all the time I dream of Michele
and the towers in her mind
some women lie down with killers
oh, my baby's not that kind

she is a real good girl
yeah, she's a real good girl
and she stops the world so I can't see
that she's a good, good girl
a good, good girl to me