Songs: Untitled (2005)

Last song I recorded in Milwaukee before I left for Tucson. I was sitting in a flooded basement with my guitar and an 8 track and did this all by myself- with a drum machine. I used the Steve Earl approach here- I imagined what vocal sounds I thought would sound good with the chords and found words that mathed them. Somewhat backwards.



I can't believe it
I can't believe my eyes
Too many people
Too many accidents
I'll give you money I'll give you Cholera
Just like a riot
Were gonna get you off

The time of our lives
We're sitting on a land mine
So sure so pure
Like Mother Goose
This place is like a neuse
It's always so far

These songs are pointless
Cause everybody's rounded A
ll night so about it
Don't take my picture
It always turns out
Stitching my name
So lame

The glowing onion
The part of this you hate
I hate the countdown Because it's just too late
A late night biscuit
A round for all my friends
The road is calling
The night is filled with tents