Fake Kinkade
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I bought a fake Kinkade
That's what the man said
But I wouldn't have known
For all my life
I thought I had it made
But I was betrayed
By a forger in a foreign country
I don't like
I seen this world without disruption
Everything so peaceable and bright
And all my true antipathies
Were vanquished
By the light
I bought a fake Kinkade
That's what the man said
But I wouldn't have known
For all my life
I had it laid
In a safe place
Had it in a gilt frame
I know my rights
I walk the cobblestones in starlight
I feel the moisture on my skin
I feel the power of imagination
Move ordinary men
But it was a fake
One Cross Apiece
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God speaks through men
In the city I live in
One cross apiece
For all his enemies
One cross apiece
I come so slow to learn it
And now that I am old
And the feeling is returning
Put me back on the dole
God speaks through men
In the city I live in
One cross apiece
For all his enemies
One cross apiece
Pine On
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I can't kiss like Judas
And be satisfied with my good deed
I thought you already knew this
But you never see the good in me
The streets are awful with people
I don't feel close to them
I'll help myself to what I want
Right now I don't know when
Pine On
I can't kiss like Judas
And be satisfied with my good deed
I thought you already knew this
But you never see the good in me
Pine On
Run
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I run and I run
I run marathons
When you trade in broken hearts
You've got to learn to endure
You can laugh if you want
We're all comedians
But you can't deny your past
When it's right in your lap
All the young men have grown their beards
It hides their guns, it buys them beer
I read and I read
I read magazines
It's not that I don't have time
Time is on my side
And it's not about your age
Because youth isn't everything
It's how you learn to cope
It's how you survive
All the old men want young wives
It satisfies their pride
And all those old men will burn their brides
To mollify their nights
Two-Headed Coin
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Might be nickel
Might be brass
The mint is at fault
Cause you were never asked (about...)
The two-headed coin
One side is redundant
Its purpose is unclear
You'd be strung up fast
If you spent it around here
The two-headed coin
Can't be saved
Cannot be spent
It belongs
To the government
The two-headed coin
Coast to coast and state to state
We watch it circulate
Whose pocket will it be in
When they melt it back down again
Widow Of My Dreams
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Fifteen hundred a night
Going on sixteen
Bored to death by
Everything I seen
You got a mortgage
Yeah, bring it to me
Leave us alone
Leave us in peace
You can carry on like this
Or you can be
The widow
Of my dreams
Your car
Is obsolete
And you're ashamed
To be seen
You find the bargains
Out on the margins
Leave us alone
There's nothing to see
You can carry on like this
Or you can be
The widow
Of my dreams
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