LYRICS

 

CRAZYMAKIN TOWN 

 

Leathers soaked through

Lightning in the sky 

All because of you (and your)

False front smile

                                     Little white lines

Little white lies

Liquor store buzz 

Pine box prize

 

Comin in hot

Burning it down

Now I’m on the run from 

Your crazymakin town

 

Thought we had it good

Guess I had it wrong

Fallin for your charm

Like a siren song

 

But you showed your hand

Playing childish games

So I’m blowing down the highway

Forgetting your name

 

Comin in hot

Burning it down

Now I’m on the run from 

Comin in hot

Burning it down

Now I’m on the run from

Your crazymakin town

 

Shoulda seen it coming

Shoulda seen a sign

 

YOUR FIX 

 

You want somebody who will howl at the moon

Who can cut straight through with a smile 

You want somebody who has studied you

Every molecule down to science

 

But when you called my name

From a call that came in late

I knew you hoped I could love you

I hope when you go home

And you feel like something’s wrong

I am the one who reminds you

 

I am your cocaine

I am your desert rain

I'm your hit

I am the song you sing

When you’re half asleep

I’m your fix

 

You pride yourself on a good clean life

On a good sleep’s night

Well what now

I know you’re looking at the same sweet moon

That I told you to last night

 

But when you called my name             

From a call that came in late

I knew you hoped I could love you      

I hope when you go home

And you feel like something’ wrong    

I am the one who reminds you

 

I am your cocaine

I am your desert rain

I'm your hit

I am the song you sing

When you’re half asleep

I’m your fix

 

FLOODLIGHTS & SEQUINS

 

Hair’s up higher than a warbler’s nest

Can’t get no mail with no address

Speeding tickets bookmarking magazines

10 things he’ll love in bed and nice face cream

It takes all night to look this good all day

Why punch the clock when there’s another way

 

Hey there babe you got a hell of a mouth

No one makes em quite like they do in the south

Let me buy you dinner show you a good time

Vodka soda with a twist of lime

Now he’s bleeding on the pavement under neon signs

Yeah it pays the bills if you do it right

 

Mama always said how to get shit done

Break his heart with a kiss take the money and run

Fingernails painted getting fingerprints stamped

Lookin’ good in black dodging the blue and red

Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin them highlights

It’s bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins

bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins

 

Wants to be seen but can’t be caught

Wearing dollar store lipstick on the bossman’s yacht

In between the caviar and chardonnay

Tying off the bight in her lingerie 

Shame he couldn’t wait until the creme brulee

Now he’s floating face down outta Mobile Bay

 

CHORUS

 

Never let em see you sweat

Yeah there’s a spray for that

Never let em see you cry

It’ll ruin that smokey eye

Never let him take it again

Yeah that’s called revenge

 

Mama always said how to get shit done

Break his heart with a kiss take the money and run

Fingernails painted getting fingerprints stamped

Lookin’ good in black dodging the blue and red

Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin them highlights

Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin at midnight

It’s bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins

bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins

 

A GOOD WOMAN

 

She might lose her glasses when they’re sitting on her head

She might lose her temper when someone runs a red

She might close her eyes and see another life instead

But she’ll open them and smile and climb back into bed

 

Just a couple of kids who went for drive

Didn’t know what love was, just what it felt like

Laid down in the parking lot and watched the fireflies 

Who knew you were starting the rest of your life

 

She’ll stop the rain from falling

When you need a little more sun

She’s got a way of calling you out 

Before you even know what’s wrong

She’ll always keep an eye out for you

A good woman is hard to lose

A good woman is hard to lose

 

Damn the nights you spent too long trying to win a game

She was never playing just let you feel that way

Cause you had your pride but she’s a hurricane 

Taking what don’t matter and blowing it away

 

CHORUS

 

Yeah sometimes she can’t see the fire she’s lit inside of you

So you better hold her close and keep her warm too

 

Cause she’ll stop the rain from falling

When you need a little more sun

She’s got a way of calling you out

Before you even know what’s wrong

She’ll always keep an eye out for you, 

Yeah she’s got your back, through and through

A good woman is hard to lose 

 

DISHES AIN'T DONE

 

If I was faster than the fastest man

I’d pull my last dollar from the coffee can

Show up bruised and bleeding all over your door

I’d buy you a cold one from the dollar store

 

But honey can’t you see

When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done

What you got is me

 

Couldn’t hardly walk for wearing all that gold

That magazine house’d be bought and sold

Phone’d be ringing at quarter to three 

Waking up the baby on live TV

 

But honey can’t you see

When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done

What you got is me

 

If I was richer than the richest girl

I’da learned how to curtsy, I’da learned how to twirl

Running my fingers through my shiny blonde hair

We take a little walk even the dogs would stare

 

We’d order all our food from a hotel bed

Cashing in checks we ain’t even read

You’d hold my hand when I get scared to fly

Ain’t no one ever made to be up that high 

 

But honey can’t you see

When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done

What you got is me

Oh you know it’s true

When the dogs ain’t fed the bills ain’t paid

I’m looking at you 

Here’s looking at you

 

KNOWLEDGE IS A GUN

Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Baby’s comin home with her fingernails black

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Mama won’t survive another asthma attack

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry about a thing

 

Must be nice to live where it’s so quiet

Must be good to be so high

While we’re in hell down here

Just trying to get through it

Another little bug flyin into the wrong light

 

Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Daddy’s comin home with his lungs turned black

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Brother’s just a day from a heart attack

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry about a thing

 

Can’t sit still with all the static in your head

Nothing is the only thing worse than cheap high

It’s alright down here

Hell is for the morning

Another little bug dyin from the wrong light

 

Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Nothing good’s coming from the men in black

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry bout a thing

Grinding your teeth until your jaw goes slack

Sit in your chair

Don’t worry about a thing

 

MONSTERS

 

She never boarded up the windows

Grandma likes to say 

She rode out every storm 

Frying chicken just the same

Now Dallas brings the lumber

Puts new holes in the frame

Never fills in the old ones

Texts his mama up in Maine

It’s looking bad again

It’s what the TV people say

Oh the water’s so much warmer now

But it always looks the same

 

Lapping at the train tracks

Basin thirty miles wide

While the sun slips behind  

Like fire in the sky 

It’s rainbows in your front yard

And sirens going wild

Oh it’s always been like this

Don’t go soft on us child

 

And the waters rise

Rolling in the dark

The rain keeping time

Beating like your heart

But you sing anyway

While the banjos they clawhammer their old drinking songs

And the monsters outside

Howl along

 

Trina worries from New York

About her brother and their friends

Still sitting in magnolias

Listening to the wind

She found a place in Buffalo

Big wide rooms to sleep them all

Half of what she pays in Brooklyn

Between the highway and the mall

But her grandma and her brother

Oh they’re stubborn as they come

They say go get on the subway

Go and have a little fun

And forget about the troubles

That the Bayou sings alone

You made it far north enough

You don’t need to come back home

 

And the waters rise

Rolling in the dark

The rain keeping time

Beating like your heart

But you sing anyway

While the banjos they clawhammer their old drinking songs

And the monsters outside

Howl along

 

WILDFIRE

I can feel gravity pulling you in

Stronger than a rip tide, wilder than sin

Now I sit in our home watching you burn

Your skin is on fire and it’s all for her

I can’t believe that we’ve found ourselves here

Now my arms your prison 

And I wanna lock you in

 

I know that’s just how it goes

Love’s a shapeshifter I suppose

Ooooh

I should just let you go

I’ll light a candle for us both

You glow for me baby

But you’re a wildfire for her

 

It took awhile to smoke out our bluffs

She’s just a friend and I’m strong enough

I thought these winds could never reach us

But it’s one strike of lightning and it all goes up

 

CHORUS 

 

I’ve loved you more than I ever could know

I saw the flames lick right up to our door

Meaning I’m just a fool who wants to stay warm

Any way

While my world burns around me

And I don’t complain

I’m goin insane

 

I know that’s just how it goes

Love’s a shapeshifter I suppose

Ooooh

I should just let you go

I’ll light a candle for us both

You glow for me baby

But you’re a wildfire for her

 

THE LINE

Voices in the dark

Writing on the wall

Been a hard few years

Think I’ve seen it all

 

Roughing up the dirt

Shooting lead at the sky

Been a long time

Since I aimed that high

 

Whoa been messin around

Tryin to tear the curtains down

Rich people be leaving their big windows bare 

You can watch them having dinner

You can watch them say a prayer

Oh Lord, thank you for your time

And blessed are we who skipped the line

 

Rolled a lot of dice

Took it as a loss

Spent a long few years

Learning what it cost

 

Now I lay me down

Another sleepless night

While they bet upstairs

On the endless fight

 

Whoa been messin around

Tryin to tear the whole thing down

Rich people leave you watching them go

You can watch them take off

From the farmland below

Oh Lord, please give us some of your time

For tired are we who are waiting in line

 

THE BIG ONE

Well it ain’t looking good

The rivers are dry

And the bathtub is filled up with ice

The sky is on fire

The cities are drowned

But we still got a few Bud Lights

 

Say we didn’t see it comin

But that ain’t quite true

We thought this is how it might end

Took our cash out the bank

Bought some fireworks and cheese trays

Called up a few of our friends

 

If this is the big one

Let’s have a good time

Pour you some whiskey

Drink up that good wine

When it’s all gone to hell

It’s the end of the line

We’ll sing ourselves out

Goodbye

We’ll sing ourselves out 

Goodbye

 

If you still got some demons

In the corners of your mind

Make peace with them now

Then turn off the lights

Settle those scores

Cause they don’t matter now

And keep the good ones around

 

If this is the big one

Let’s have a good time

Pour you some whiskey

And that sweet Costco wine

When it’s all gone to hell

It’s the end of the line

We’ll sing ourselves out

Goodbye

We’ll sing ourselves out 

Goodbye

 

Well, we had us a good time

Had us a good time

We had us a good time, goodbye 

Well, we had us a good time

Had us a good time

We had us a good time, goodnight