You’re on the list There’s nothing we can do You’re on the list It had nothing to do with you It was them; it was you And now, It’s me and mine Gave back my key, kept the memories Got nothin now but time There’s no one to call The decision has been made They wouldn’t answer anyway The bean counters made their trade Walk away, walk away There’s nothing left for you here Paths crossed in the moments Being covered by the sands of time Standing side by side in the trenches Battling thru the daily grind Fist in the air, punch it out Stomp my feet, scream it out All the poisons, oozing out Wipe the tears, all cried out

Early to rise, I put on my disguise Can't let them see the real me Like each day before my hand on the door My dream day would be “phobia free” Hands free garage door hands free phone Always fear the gas pumps but tank dry as a bone Elevators jammed heart pounding like a drum Door can't open fast enough push thru before more come Chorus I wish I were in bed Sealed up snug and warm But the world never goes away Nor does my phobic day Interviews today, that means questions and strangers On one sees the itchy red eyed dangers Someone brought me flowers, here comes the sneeze pollen and poisons carried on a warm spring breeze The company lunch, a pleasure for some So many, so close, so long, Not fun The parking gate stalls, Freeway anxiety has begun I sneak out under the bar, blinded by the setting sun Yes, I'm fine, Lots on my mind If you only knew what I go thru! My heavenly home awaits after commuter's hell Sirens, road ragers and noxious smells Roadblocks on my offramp, construction again Shit, tonight's the dinner party with rosies’ new friends Brush my teeth, cap fell down the drain Life goes on. The maddening and the mundane To Whoever runs this shit show, we pray To the end of My phobic day.

A bright sunny day full of hope and feeling blessed Flowers in bloom mama bird brings food to the nest The triumph is filled with gas Early morning riding is the best The road goes on forever the sun and wind beat down on my chest PCH north thru Ventura pit- stop, stretch my aching hands U.S Blues from a magical mystery van Boots off, dig my toes into the sand Has it really been a year? That forever passionate kiss around the beach fire, our summer tradition I'm on my way, this day, I never miss Sitting across from you at the table Our eyes locked in as one the end of our perfect Day No one knew that come sunrise, it would all be gone In the blink of an eye, the world we all knew Went suddenly up in flames One day you are busy working And the next one, you are alone Yesterday you had a purpose Today, you have none Was it the rapture? Were cities vaporized? Was it another atomic bomb? What was the death knell of our daily lives? What moved the chaos along? I feel like a page torn from a book A note without a song A brilliant novel without the big finish A 3-legged dog just hobbling along So, I picked up a pen and a green guitar And words spilled out on the page Maybe they will get it, maybe they wont Said the student to the sage Now, I for one, refuse to participate In the relentless destructive ways Of fools,and jesters and morons And their never-ending morality plays My god is better than your god Can you all just go away please! and remember it was a microscopic Virus That brought the world to its knees.

It’s raining nails & blood Soon we’re expecting Noah’s flood Follow the money to find the crime In a town where the innocent are doing time This place is a human junkyard And the devil’s playing with marked cards We’ve got violence upon demand And avarice is second in command I hope I’m only dreaming, only Dreaming that God is dead I’m just a fool believing That God is sleeping Hope packed up and took the southern train Decency was left at the station to complain Don’t dare ask what happened to Love She was sacrificed right after push came to shove Honesty stuck around a awhile But she was burned at the stake without a trial Compassion tried to put up a fight But Cowardice ran him off into the night Forgiveness started to creep back in But Fear sidetracked him with bathtub gin Kindness made a half-hearted stand Quickly drowned out by Brutality’s band Loneliness was seducing folks by the score Turning Girl Scouts into whores Hatred ended up playing king Master over everything I was a soldier in this war It was my soul’s flesh they corrupted to the core All Goodness needed was for me to stand tough She called my name but I never stood up I’m the victim of these crimes And the blame is solely mine Now that heaven has turned to hell I hear the tolling of the bell - I hear the tolling of the bell

Warm sunshine Together, alone Traffic crawling Destinations unknown Brake lights Blaring horn Stop signs Short fuses blown (chorus) Evils of the past In the present tense Prometheus in tears consequence Crowded bar Victims near Last call Sacrifice appears Quiet street Restless, fear Opened door Bad wolf is here Veins cold Infected, injected Live inside Randomly selected Spared, condemned Enlightened, freed Fragile mankind Only living bleed

Success and money And a great life for everyone else Vacations new cars Happiness and laughter for everyone else Chorus Why not me? Down on bended knees. Why not me? I’m lonely going broke, getting older and left behind Why not me? Pretty and young Tall and slim that’s all of them Fashionable clothes from their heads to their toes, that’s all of them Bridge My clothes are old, my jewelry is sold no pretty things to wear anymore I wish my life were different full of high hopes That is all for them Don't you know Solos (chorus) Hopeful and satisfied On top of the world, or so it seems Confident and sanctified Got the tiger by the tail, or so it seems Bitter and angry Daily reminded that “you are not one of us” Self serving and shallow If I could I’d stomp your playground into dust!

Broken records that we played The secret vows we betrayed Cheap wine and crooked games In the days' we weren't afraid Now I got a black suitcase of cash somehow a shotgun that used to be a plow sixty-six minutes are packed in every hour and a stolen fist full of power But I’m missing a friend and a wedding ring tore my anklet made of mustang string got tattooed by a scorpion sting my voice is cracked, and I can’t sing And if that's not enough The stuff keeps pouring out of me I thought was whiskey but now i know its blood We broke Kentucky derby speed Grew sunflowers from a demon seed Never kneeled down to believe we spun our nightmares into dreams Now I’ve crossed my fifteen minutes of fame Got my lions and my demons tamed won a gold pass into heaven so i don't need to pray But I’m still dreaming of those smoking trains When you didn’t show down in riverside I bent two nickels and i swallowed my pride I did it again to call you twice right before my last suicide That should have been enough But that stuff that keeps pouring out of me I thought was whiskey Now I know its blood . red whiskey and blood

With a shake of the hips And a cheshire cat grin Hypnotic, pretty promises, the web From which the widow spins Just one illicit kiss From lips painted ruby-red How much to give for that memory To blaze deep inside your head? She's A midnight riding No law- abiding Sweet Jesus testifying Dark angel Dark angel Jack-knifed, Scissor legs clinging peek-a-boo tight Remember her in your prayers When the dreams kick in tonight Shiny, short and black No, an angel in white wont do Nothing left but a melted puddle When she gets through with you A blu A blu A blu.... A pretty cat got your tongue? Keep your eyes on the tail! Heart pounding in your brain The creaky ceiling fan spins Round after round, you answered the bell “Let’s call it a draw, Nobody wins” Divide and Conquered “Come back and see me for some brand new games” Snatched by the soul catcher and bursting into flames