Saturday, September 20, 2008

I had to take the sticker off your brand new jeans

You fuckin lazy ass piece of shit

I better not be the one you’re payin last
I’m the one who put you up into the green
You better not be ridin me with some story
That you’re slidin by now because you got the means

To put things off to lie right to my face
About if the money came in or not
Tellin me about checks that have to clear
You best not be goin all snot and rot and getting caught

With your hand holdin back on me
With stories about just getting some
And now you’re going to Victoria
You best not be playin me off as dumb

You and all your crazies
You and all your drink and alcohol
You best be stepping up with full payment
And you best be coverin it all

Don’t even start to drib drab me out
Don’t even start to do that bob and weave
Don’t dare front up a bunch of so called friends
And leave me out here as the one you deceive

First you said it was the twenty third
And then some how you go flush on Friday
Then you’ve suddenly got a shiney new phone
And actin like you barely got paid

I had to take the sticker off your brand new jeans
And then you put down two hundred on your debt
Like maybe you’re doin me some kind of favor
Like maybe I’m just now an odds off bet

Hey motherfucker this ain’t no joke
This ain’t no you’ll get around to it when you can
You best be understanding that you had my
Cold hard cash and trust for more than two years

And you had better step up and be a man

5:26 am
transcribed this time
5;30 pm


Tuesday, September 02, 2008


Scoundrels have wondered the land
Scoundrels have wondered the seas
And some of them have even been known
To have been seen in the company of me

Not all of them are bad at least
The ones who are up front about it
Every good male has a bit of scoundrel
In him and toward that I don't doubt it

Me..I've been runnin down the highway
For more than some time now
I came more than close and a should have
But maybe I didn't know how

It's true

I've been a heart breaker and a life taker
And had mine broken a time or two
But in the end that's maybe the way
Some of us are made to do what we do

I'll stand by a friend
I'll stand against a pack of fools
I do have a primal code
But the first rule is there are no rules

I guess I run it by dedication
I believe in strong women and men
At some point along the line
I just lost track of how to pretend


I still wouldn't mind finding myself
A Juliet girl for my rock and roll boy
But somehow I always seem to end up
With some sort of modern version

Of that trouble maker
Helen of Troy

8:36 pm
transcribed this time
7:50 am