Interstellar Discussion

INTERSTELLAR DISCUSSION
(Corwood 0747)

Starless
Listen what I say
Listen what I say

Hey
Hey hey hey hey…
I won’t chase your blues away
Hey hey hey hey…
Won’t you come along
Hey hey hey hey…

Waltz in Two-Fourths Time
She ain’t gonna let you wash your car
She ain’t gonna let you wash your car
It’s so damn dirty you can’t see too far
Take me back
Take me home
And take my blood
And dash it on a stone

Call You the Sun
You come ‘round in the morning
They call you the sun
You come at night
They call you darkness
You come in the morning
They call you the sun

I Ain’t Got None
Just because you’re lonely
Just because your mother took your daughter from her only
Just because you’re lonely
Just because your mother took your daughter from you only
Think you come around here
Asking for my son
I just have to tell you I ain’t got none
I have to tell you that I ain’t got none

The Spirit
Sitting in the morning sun
Old black night has all been done
Once again the picture’s new
Seems it’s quiet just like you
Looking at a miracle
Living in a natural way
Lord I know that you’re the one
With me in the morning sun

Rifle in the Closet
Hey John hey John
Can’t you hear me say
Hey John I feel OK
Hey John
Stopped by this afternoon
To see you in the purple moon
Best I say what’s on my mind
Best I say what’s on my mind
Hey John John John John…
Hey John I’m walking on pins
My life is a lie and I’m telling you the truth
There’s nothing else I can do
Except live another day
Try and find another way to tell you
I ain’t been doing what a good man should
Hey John
My eyes ain’t been crying
My hands ain’t been making
Coffee’s no good in the morning
Beer ain’t no good at night
Ah hey John
The theater’s been dripping
The movie’s 3-D
There’s two rides to Texas
547-3668
Ah hey John
The rifle in the closet is just the name of the song
The rifle in the closet is just the name of my song
Hey John

Sung
I’m looking at a blank page
Looking at a blank page
Just singing a song
That I didn’t write
I just sung

Ha Ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
And now you want a fortune too
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You think you’ll ever be untrue
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You think you’ll ever be untrue
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You think you’ll ever get that bread
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Customary
As a matter of fact
It’s the way that you act
It’s a matter of well
It’s customary
It was the real pie
I got it all in my eye
She told me
She wanted to hold me
I laughed to my self
It’s all on the shelf
Finally I cried louder
I want to be outer

May 7, 9:15 A.M.
I take three baths a day
Wash out my mind
Each time I get so gay
It takes me out of a bind
To get a clean mind
To wash out my mind
For a fresh new time
And a real time
So it’s three times a day
I go to the cleaners
So don’t do anything
Just ’cause it’s my birthday
The time will come
You’ll find you some
New way to have a clean day
In the merry merry month of May

Situations
I don’t know I really don’t
They come to the door asking for someone I never knew
Get into situations
I’m way far away from
Did you really think you could teach me something
I already learned all I know
And I know enough to pick my own friends

Couldn’t be a Reader
I couldn’t be a reader
I had to write the words
I couldn’t be a dancer
I had to pull the strings
Hey I wouldn’t treat you nice
Hey you’d have to pay the price
Now I’m lost forever
I couldn’t play a part
Knowing that a fever is written in my blood
Hey I wouldn’t treat you nice
Hey you’d have to pay the price
Best that you forget me
Best that you forget me

Kick
Out there crying in the noonday sun
Junkman come but she didn’t get none
A year ago she was a friend of mine
Didn’t need a fix just a little wine
Wish I didn’t have to see her this way
Cast a dark shadow over my day
I’m not crazy about the way things go
Seen it all before at a movie show
There’ll be another man in a little while
Walking down the road just another mile
She’s a thief
She’s a harlot
You can take your pick
Gotta make a payment on another kick