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The Next in Line Swingin' Utters Born on the southside you live alone Four walls a roof and its always cold look out the window and there is nothing to see. Fifteenth and T Swingin' Utters drinkin beers in the pouring rain Dupont circle summer again jackin' wheels just for fun i was only 13 watch your step but it's always the same your always down and he's always goin' away learned a lot As Sure As I'm Down Swingin' Utters Well we're all gone good-bye see you so long And you're so young and glad to see us move on When the day's long and the moon just stares you down notice your shoes are dirty when your heart's on the ground Mr. Believer Swingin' Utters pick up the lines between your eyes grow up and get yourself to feeling younger longing for the sunshine waiting for an early rise won't it just shame you? shall i stop and blame you? Windspitting Punk Swingin' Utters you're telling me to shape up or ship out but i'd never shape myself for something so offending as you and your kind one day you sweetly sigh and say to yourself "music's my religion and i'm born again" next One in All Swingin' Utters Mr. product man strolling by with a kind of head-held-high hypocrisy the envy of so many walks of life but not a type like me periodically searching through the perfect library a man I am of an unusual Movers and Morons Swingin' Utters You could move faster you could move like you should (traffic on the bridges at bay) while the bitch and bastard has got you by the jewels (buried in the working day) and your motivation are the ones who Bigot's Barrel Swingin' Utters He was 22 when helped off the ground. Beaten black and blue when his color was brown and shining shoes in a dirty town. The Black Pint Swingin' Utters I've been disheveled by this drink, by the pint's sight and stink, never enough times to stop and make me think. I've wrapped around some fingers, riddled rich in ringworm. The Green Glass Swingin' Utters As i walked alone in camden the city's sights and smells did permeate my senses i stepped inside the local off license and proceeded with amle gallon in my heands. L.O.V.E. I Hate You Swingin' Utters You're selfishness is horrid And you're beauty is queen Puts the pain gut-wrenching And the grass a sickly green The troubles of youth Have got your hair in a mess And when you speak there's length in Another Day Swingin' Utters I've been back now for a day or two, at best and i'm punishing myself for taking the rest i've been in slumber and in splendor in my house with beer and whiskey, my new son and spouse well, they've welcomed London Drunk Swingin' Utters i'm burning in this pit i dug myself in an hour ago and up around the corner lies that bastard pub's front door and in my many changing moods and on similar days i've cursed and spat mercilessly at the Something Sticky Swingin' Utters Are you guilty of this game that got me in this seat or grateful for the cross that kept Jesus off his feet filling up the tissue box instead of using the sheet wipe off remote control don't push button Taken Train Swingin' Utters Somewhere between time to time I depend on my fuckin' alibis But now it's all a different story And it's gettin' pretty damn boring I have taken the train Fuck all others in Spain 'Cause I've taken the 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 Keep Running Swingin' Utters Hello again, you say to the folks at the E.D.D. you've been dire and disgusted and come in most every day to keep yourself alive you heave insults and forever curse the almighty fuckin' talisman that lives The Stooge Swingin' Utters I've kept it in my heart for over twenty fucking years And all that time washing away With the stench of my spilt tears I've lingered on the amorous Transformed into something hideous With the love of 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. No Place In The Sun Swingin' Utters bent it fills up my pockets and it pays my rent i won't hold my breath for that time to come i exhale an exasperating sum she said "you're washed up", i'm not close to being done there's plenty of room in 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 The Note Swingin' Utters Finding fault is never easy least of all when it's always yours just a fragment of a broken will and a sentence from a note left on the floor. Fruitless Fortunes Swingin' Utters The fascists and their many guises Anarchists and their fantasizing It seems sometimes they're sailing the same boat Politicians mesmerizing throngs of automated souls As some similar psycho's screwing Just Like Them Swingin' Utters well, i've fallen from the grace of a dog whatcha gonna do? I'll scribble it down in my log i don't believe you! Derailer Swingin' Utters I'm flying off the handle again, i tried to keep in touch but my grip had loosened. The saints need a second look. I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin'. Derailed - i need help. 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 This Bastard's Life Swingin' Utters Why can't I beat the bankers Deal then find a home to rob Why can't I lie and cheat and steal Who wants an honest job And if I curse you night and day My integrities been tried While I waste a life away Nowhere Fast Swingin' Utters I have crossed this road before for many years, i'm sure don't 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 Smokestack Dreams Swingin' Utters The smokestack's blowing off my last few dreams and isn't that the way its always been? My Glass House Swingin' Utters While I sit alone in this room I've got crates full of sorrow Even more filled with shadows That i fish out and ridicule when i'm felling lonely.