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Untitled / Radio 1996

I just got put down
in the ashes of a backwash town
black debris, the burned-out trees
blows out over the sunken seas
somewhere far along
singin' the regular song
dead machines, frozen dreams
it's a state where I belong

I'm loose inside my skin
and all the walls are wearin' thin
shoot out all the traffic lights
on your way to the dead of night
somewhere far along
singin' a regular song
dead machines, frozen dreams
they don't bother me at all

you're better off alone
troubles find their home(?)................

(more to come, according to Beck)

Unknown 2 / Radio 1996

well if it ain't your time to go
then you'd better stay put for now
cuz everybody's gotta do their time until it's time
and if it ain't broken, then break it
and say you knew me way back when
we're fools, we're fools
and all rest were swine waiting to be defiled
well I could hang up my shingle
out by the side of the road
and try to bang a flame out of the cinders you left behind
like a driftwood in the night
that was washed up by the light
of the moon that bleached my bones
that sent me to the pile
mustard in your smile
land a hand on the radio dial
and the breezes of the season
have blown us back to hell
it's a stolen telephone
that I dialed blind and alone
just to hear the voice of a bargain center soul
now the deserts are inflamed
and the bandages are the same
and the factories, casualties are looking for mangled joes(?)
and if it ain't your time to go
then you'd better stay put for now
cuz anybody gotta put their hand
upon the hand of the clock
like the minds of misers grinding down their gears to a halt

Unknown Title 1 / Radio 1996

baby I can't make it straight
my boots got stuck and I can't wait
you're the one who's got no tongue
look and see which way it's run
man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away

obituaries I seen right through
brochures of the times we knew
taxes on the days we spent
repossessed and named and chained
man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away

accusations, suspects named
battered husbands, cousins blamed
holdin' up your trophy bones
sticks and stones and lesser knowns
man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away

and all your hopes can be derailed
low salt (?) in the seas you sailed
no dreams in the night you lie
all the stars stripped from the sky
man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away
man alive, I can't drive my two-bit cares away