The Smog Covers North Nashville

look a girl straight in the eyeballs and you can tell

how evil she really is

the smog covers north nashville

i look down on the morning light and it's all a grey area

if she smiles and it looks too good, she's probably made of stone

i bet she doesn't wear her wedding ring when her husband isn't here

i bet she sees him clearer when there's a sun in the fucking sky

i bet she'll always lie

so i can fornicate with oblivion until the clouds hang so low that i'm above them

i'm on the 8th floor

there's no reason for me to be stuck below them

i don’t think i should see her anymore

Mad Mad Mad

your future is born all over again

with godspeed make amends

fighting the dawn of time

you wanna end on a good note?

play it by ear

i cannot hear right now

i'm not here right now

leave a message

i'll get it when i'm dead

send me lessons

life beckons

shelve the good stones

skip up to good steps

step up to death

excellence in a bird cage

wait wait wait

i'm the waiter

can't carry the weight

stone throw

give it up

suck it up suck up

cryptic

mystic

i don't really give a fuck

your server is out of service

no sweat 'nother cigarette

and breathe easy

breathe without me

listen to our lungs crush

black tar

evan green

mean mean mean states

t and t

tangerine twist with a lime

wine

red

white

and blue sky

pale pale pale ale

cement floors with stains

sound that bounces up down

circles

round round round

shiny shoes that meet their means

i still have to fucking clean

love and hate and somewhere in between

see see see me

listen up

feel me

my ego is the messenger

and i'm just a warm beast that breathes

eats and drinks and steals air

that someone else could use

someone who actually cares

i'm just a peasant left to sway

back and forth

to represent self that's never recognized

inside the beast

feast feast feast

on martyrs

feast on our fathers

take it all for just a second

have to drown to find bliss

life is smaller than this short kiss

that sees itself

die die die

death

miracles and ignorance

god

grace

intellect

rest in peace

please

bad tunes

ugly folks

warm beer

pissy restrooms

shit wreaks

lips that tease

dicks and tits in sleaze

which tip with spitt on me

smile like this and see

hell is how i pay my rent

to please the owner right behind the walls

wild rover

pints shattered

tables turned over

crawl to meet the floor

all this for dirt poor

nothing better

shitty weather

clouds meet clouds

stale air and sour cushions

lights on

last call

lights out

pass out

kill the band

stagehand

fall

crawl

pay your tabs

mad mad mad

Bells

You'd say anything to throw me off

All I want in life is not to be lost


Deep inside me there's yesterday

I can't find it anywhere anyways


Can’t stay long in your world

Court jester spins the wind whirled


Oh, look at what you've done to me

I'm all I got and I'm no good to me


I'm much better off behind a fools gavel

This pity, it's a raffle 


Everyday still ends with bells

I wonder how court is adjourned in hell


I'd follow you anywhere, but I can't

The gut wrenching truth in this haunted land


Though reason has no grasp on a wary mind

I've stopped against good judgment between the lines


The evanescent lack of black and white

Becomes the purgatory between my wrong and my right


You're always with me, every place I loathe

I can't turn around, can't let you go