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No Eager Men Swingin' Utters he's a shadow of what he used to be ever since i put him in his place she's just a memory that's scarred him horribly and looks like lipstick on his face this side of paradise is slow no eager men go Petty Wage Swingin' Utters I've said, and once too often, some things i'd never say again. in streams of thoughts unbroken i fish for a few good men (chorus) sundays and holidays and twelve hours straight no pay for bloody hands Mr. Believer Swingin' Utters no one's gonna call you an ambitious teacher or a "get things done" move on to the next one achiever (chorus) you will always be merely a dreamer you go by the misleading name of Mr Believer caustic remarks Soldier Boy Swingin' Utters Good solid build, this ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men. polished new shoes and uniform not a bad sort ?？just came here on a whim?? No Time to Play Swingin' Utters innocents as the blade was pulled out merrily i'd beg and plead if it made sense to me, if i thought it'd make a difference to quit is to lose, so i suppose i'm conceding defeat from weariness they say, "no No Place In The Sun Swingin' Utters she came over, but i was spent no money involved 'cause it came and went i'm so tired, she thinks that's bent it fills up my pockets and it pays my rent i won't hold my breath for that time to come i exhale Little Creeps Swingin' Utters To all of those with dead end jobs and dead end lives and loves to all dead weight with no cause at all all the predictable ones to the suit and to the peon to the drunk and the loved ones and to all the Just Like Them Swingin' Utters you were like the rest you were just like them you were just like them "Them" Meaning the rotten end you were just like them now i'm in this purgatory of self-inflicted shame I trust non one Don't talk no Nowhere Fast Swingin' Utters recognize the faces, though, that pass me by i've been off and on my way again, passed marsh road, atherton, black mountain way and bored stale houses on the yellowed plains i'm going off again, and for no Stupid Lullabies Swingin' Utters tickets to free dinners A buck bottle of wine Under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I have, son It may be less than I have, son Don't cut the lines that border us, son Don't waste my time You're no Another Day Swingin' Utters Now i'm back to every day to the songs i have to play to the roads along the way all the people in the fray no more family or home 'cause my home is not my own got to get up and away to another day and Sign It Away Swingin' Utters The day grows old and gray with rain skies and the troubles keeping you likewise go to bed after television as outside the moon is turning crimson All alone on a Sunday "tomorrow's no different" as you Picture's Perfect Swingin' Utters I write alone now that you're gone And it's nothing I studied all you've said and done and it's nothing The pictures perfect There's no time It's nothing Resolutions made What's yours is mine and it's Watching The Wayfarers Swingin' Utters We saw gold when there was only dust in the worst we saw in us what no one else could we traveled far and tramped the dirt down deep to where our souls could keep the time and never rest. Something Sticky Swingin' Utters Something sticky, something itchy my visions aren't polite 'cause I'm talkin' 'bout my life the churches on my drive are gloomy in the light Are you innocent of emission stains on my underwear or indecent, no New Day Rising Swingin' Utters dirty alleys Where the air is fresh With the new day rising You keep knocking on the door But they don't answer anymore Oh you know it aint your fault my dear it's just that bad luck time of year There's no (Take Me To The) Riverbank Swingin' Utters i've got plenty of guts still showing all along the levy where we just sat and sometimes drank one the weeds are growing over all of out summer days long gone (chorus) just take me to the riverbank with no The Dirty Sea Swingin' Utters Nothing comes over me Nothing like inspiration Not even on the seaside No fantasies to ration The swell looks mighty slim And the water level's down The dirty sea adds to the junk I'm in Until the sun As You Start Leaving Swingin' Utters leisure Spitting air in gusts as it gets cooler Spase clouds try to come together You can feel the chill and bid farewell As you start leaving Sounds like an evening The cars thin out on empty streets no Derailer Swingin' Utters Derailer gets by there's no need to worry. (Bonnel/Wickersham) Bigot's Barrel Swingin' Utters I'll take an inch, no more is offered to a pawn. I wasn't asked, I will respond!" (Bonnel/Wickersham) My Glass House Swingin' Utters Scribe, I write to you pen and penchant aimed to pour over a fool left with no more rhymes I'm poeticlly franchised. From The Observatory Swingin' Utters wait but I ain't standing here forever The lighthouse sits as an attraction for tourists it's been out of work for years, it seems I think its a bed and breakfast it's automated, been reconstructed no This Bastard's Life Swingin' Utters home And if I did where would I be Lost in my due misery So if there's truth you'd Better keep it away from me It away from me So why can't I shut the Window tight and keep the Wind outside And with no The Next in Line Swingin' Utters But, a Riot torn city and the death of your country and your chilled to the bone with no possessions to call your own yet you control your rage and you resist the crime Because your the next in line out A Step to Go Swingin' Utters discuss the times they hung up on the clothesline in bad weather the television whines and tells us different sides of things that we don't care about taking up our time the road ends short with malice no Storybook Disease Swingin' Utters that staying idle is the worst disease i blame myself for breaking promises i made to myself in so called "dire need" but i won't apologize for the cursed words i've laid upon those that i blamed it's no Movers and Morons Swingin' Utters its the truncheon's other end (and who receives the broken bones) its new year's eve, half past eleven (Dick out in the tenderloin) the rain's coming down like pennies from heaven (the cops say there's no Jackie Jab Swingin' Utters Tied Down, Spit On Swingin' Utters