Recorded live in 2004.
Tracklist
Everything Is Coming Up Roses
You don’t believe me, I can tell it by your eyes
There’s a kind of magic, to be had from your lies
I used to say that today
Is like tomorrow
Don’t sell it short for truth
I should have known should have known should have known how
I should have known I should have known by now
You don’t understand it, I can tell it by your smile
There’s a kind of freedom, to be had from your lies
I always said that today
Is like tomorrow
Don’t sell it short for truth
I should have known should have known should have known now
I should have known I should have known by now
But everything’s coming up roses, coming up roses, coming up roses
But now everything’s coming up roses, coming up roses
Seeds and Stalks
born like the age of a hurricane
the reverend john was his favoured name
one of many
he loved his women and being high
and they laughed in his arms as they looked in his eyes and loved him
like you would too
if he did like he’s telling you to
ask her, ask her, ask her
if you can’t remember what it’s like before
you lose the sense that life is only
seeds and stalks (ask her)
he lived fast and loose he played long and hard
played right down to the final card
if he had to
he said: here’s the thing it might seem insane
if i love ’em once i can do it again
if you ask them, they’ll say the same
the better part of john is that he never blames
ask her, ask her, ask her
when you can’t recall what it was like before
you realised you needed more than seeds and stalks
only rainy eyed women could make him sad
lose everything that he never had
‘cept for choosing
he’d say: honey, come you can tell me it all
all of the thoughts you shouldda had before
especially the ones you tried to ignore
legs in the darkness and you only fall
’cause you’re pretty but the armour’s wearing thin
ask her, ask her, ask her
you’ve got the time if you need to talk (to)
dreamin’ it up again as more than seeds and stalks
there’s no-one there because no-one cares
’cause they learned to smile and they’re off somewhere playing happy
(are you) gonna live your life somewhere else entirely
than the place i see you stand before me with your mind anywhere
but in your skin
’cause it don’t fit the shape you’re in
ask her, ask her, ask her
the full moon’s not the time to want to talk
to criticise and say your life’s
just seeds and stalks
no maam!!
Dying For The Quarter
twin deceiver
unbeliever here i am
got no horizons, stuck with me eyes on
where i am
i never wanted to like the others do
never want to think like you want me to
i do anything i want to
don’t ask why when the sun don’t shine
do anything i have to and
i don’t mind if i never get around to wynona
i’ll wait for wynona
dying for the quarter
floating or sinking don’t get ’round to thinking which it is
sit like a beggar at an eighty gig Sega
and ride the whizz
you never have to live like the others do
you never have to look like they want you to
i do anything i want to
’cause i don’t mind if the sun don’t shine
do anything i have to
and don’t ask why would you want to
change the wine in to water (and)
lie in the water
dying for the quarter
rocking and riding both running and hiding
here i am
thee could go thine way ’cause all of it’s my way if i can
an angel in my head that i can’t ignore
i never have to ask what it’s in there for
i’ll do anything i have to
i don’t mind if the sun won’t shine
do anything i want to
if i don’t fly i may never get around to wynona
i play for wynona
dying for the quarter
Child’s Play
we walked on out to the tip of the sound
and we rolled in the surf like seals there
and she sang songs to the dolphins and whales
that move through the deep waters
we ran and laughed to tumble over each other
sprawl in the long grass
and you kissed my hand
and I wept like I was in heaven
Tremayne was born on the fifth of July
and she grew like a wild flower
and plays with love as a dangerous thing
runs deep as the still water
she runs, she laughs, she twists inside
of herself to land where she ought to
’cause from on your back
you can see straight up into heaven
and it’s child’s play
New York in fall and Paris in the springtime
all the different places we can go
revolving like the backdrop to the show
“if i couldn’t live without you”
to be standing in the places that i didn’t wanna go
looking at the faces i never thought i’d know
the clearing of the lines for her to step into
thinking of the things that it might mean to you
you can walk on out to the tip of the sound
Sweetest Smile
I think my heart must be made of clay
Cause everyone said it would be broken some day
And now I’ve come to that fateful day
So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands
And don’t tell me how to make it pay
I write a new song every day
I just wish I was made of wood
I might not feel pain even if I should
Even if I should
The sweetest smile that ever did
Melt the pats in the butter dish
And if you could have believed in me
I swear to God I’d have made damn sure
Our hearts were warm, and gald with wine
I’d keep the doors locked all the time
I just wish I was made of wood
You might not seem glad, even if you should
Even if you should, if you should
I think my heart must be made of clay
Cause everyone said it would be broken some day
Seems that I have come to that fateful day
So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands
With my head in my hands
Even if I should, if I should
River Ride Women
get to believe the signs; there’s you by the roadside
and breaking into a smile you light up the black top and white lines
with the skyline for miles and the road rushing by
and a new day dawning
i found a new way
wrapped up with your name on it
all my life i’ve waited on someone i
could not depend on and
i found myself saying i love you
river ride women get me hot
everything changes now you’re here on the inside
and i get to believe somehow
i learn to deserve it and with
your back to the door and my foot to the floor
and the sunlight pouring
in through the windscreen
wrapped up with your name on it?..
all my life i’ve waited on someone i
could not depend on and
i found myself saying i love you
river ride women get me hot
as i’m driving in the rain start thinking i am someone else
the radio starts playing i give up wishing i was someone else
and with the skyline for miles and the road rushing by and a new day forming
i found a new way, wrapped up with your name on it
all my life i’ve waited on someone i
could not depend on and
i found myself saying i love you
river ride women get me lost
Leaving Song
Hand me my five and dime
Pass me my shirt hung on the line
I’ll polish up my boots and then take the first plane stateside I can find
It’s a handicap to try to see this far
When this place seems so cramped and small
In these streets they whisper legends
And it seems that I’m riding for a fall
I’m leaving, I’m leaving
All of my sense is shot
The streets are like a premonition of a crime
I wrote without you and I took the first plane stateside I could find
If they could they would have stopped me
They’d say I’m gaping at a dream
I’m leaving, I’m leaving
So I polish up my brand new car
Then take my tunes from door to door
I try not to see their faces as I’m dealing out my aces
The horizon seems so far away
From a penthouse for a king and queen
I expected more of the stuff of dreams
If they can they like to get their man and cut him right down to his knees
And I’m leaving, once again I’m leaving
I’m leaving, once again I’m leaving
I’m reeling, and once again I’m leaving
Wonderful Life
Here I go out to sea again
The sunshine fills my hair
And dreams hang in the air
Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes
You know it feels unfair
There’s magic everywhere
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
The sun’s in your eyes
The heat is n your hair
They seem to hate you
Because you’re there
And I need a friend, oh I need a friend
To make me happy
Not stand there on my own
Look at me standing here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
I need a friend, oh I need a friend
To make me happy, not so alone
Look at me here, here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
Water On Snow
Did I sleep? Do I dream of cold, silent water
So deep and dark
And the wires are singing our song?
Our song
As we lay back and stared into cloudless skies
And the stars up there
The wires are singing our song
The wires are singing our song
Your face, now so plain, once was so lovely
A beautiful refrain, duet with stars
But your smile now in disguise became a flat line
And to never love again like you did before
Was all
Why go on with it, why go on with it?
Why, to let it flow, like water on snow?
I know what you want, what you are thinking
To drift beyond the pain and out of reach
To sit, be safe and warm inside your sorrow
And listen to the slow, slow morse tapping of the rain
But it says:
Why go on with it? Why go on with it?
Why to let it flow like water on snow?
Go Home
Fake diamond rings on every finger
Purple shadows around my eyes
I show Americans del norte
The best of Paris’s underside
I worked the dirt in Oklahoma and ate my crow and humble pie
Though I walk through the Latin quarter
It’s still a dust bowl in my mind
You can’t make me go home
When I don’t wanno go!
I’ve lived on peanuts for the season
Bathtub martinis extra dry
Down in the thirteenth arrondissement
I waste my money on good times
You can’t make me go home
Don’t make me go home, I don’t wanna go
You can’t make me go home, la la la
When I don’t wanna go
Fake diamond rings on every finger
Purple shadows around my eyes
Down in the thirteenth, the fourteenth, the fifteenth arrondissement I waste my money line by line
You can’t make me go home
Don’t make me go home, I don’t wanna go
You can’t make me go home
When I don’t wanna go
Fly Up To The Moon
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money
Can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
So this is how the world ends
‘not with a bang but with a Wimpy’
Don’t laugh too soon, I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
Who needs all the troubles of today, what’s the difference anyway?
I feel out of focus but what can I do there’s only you?
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money, can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
When they open the borders where will you be?
I’ll climb the highest tree to avoid the stampede
And if I should fly there’s only you
You
There’s only you that would say
Goodbye