Heeding the Crocodiles
Saturday, January 31, 2004
  Little Nuggets Of Lyrics
Of varying degrees of quality. These have always stuck with me, for whatever reason.

Screen Kiss, Thomas Dolby:

Suicide in the hills above old Hollywood
is never going to change the world, change the world overnight
any more than the invention of the six-gun, child
any more than the discovery of radium
or California tipping in the ocean

And, of course, Rachel's Song by James McMurtry:

I wrecked the El Camino
woulda been DWI
so I just walked off and left it
laying on its side

Troopers found it in the morning
and they said it's purely luck I wasn't killed
I prob'ly ought to quit my drinkin'
but I don't believe I will

I'm all alone, it's alright
it isn't gonna wound my pride
if anyone can say they're all right
so can I

Insane In the Membrane, Cypress Hill

Fat boy on a diet
don't try it
I'll check your ass
like a looter in a riot

Angel From Montgomery, John Prine

When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
wadn't much to look at
just a free ramblin' man
but that was a long time
and no matter how I try
the years just flow by
like a broken-down dam

Feel So Good, Richard Thompson:

Old enough to sin but I'm too young to vote
society draggin' on the tail of my coat
but now I've got a suitcase full of fifty pound notes
and half-naked woman with her tongue down my throat
and I feel so good I'm gonna break somebody's heart tonight

Levelland, James McMurtry:

Granddad grew dry-land wheat
stood on his own two feet
his mind got incomplete
and they put him in the home
daddy's cotton grows so high
sucks the water table dry
his rolling sprinklers circle by
bleedin' it to the bone
and I won't be here when there comes a day
it all dries up and blows away
I'd hang around just to see
but they've never had much use for me
in Levelland

Down Across the Delaware, James McMurtry

We get along in a manner of speaking
we hardly have to speak at all
small talk over take-out pizza
silently passing in the hall
post-it notes
opposite shifts
once in a blue moon we'll wake up in the same room
thankful for these thy many gifts



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