January 21, 2016

Even if nobody else sings along….

January 1, 2016

NOVEMBER 18, 2015

October 25, 2015

My Way

And now, the end is near;

And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I’ll say it clear,

I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.

I’ve lived a life that’s full.

I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Regrets, I’ve had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;

Each careful step along the byway,

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.

But through it all, when there was doubt,

I ate it up and spit it out.

I faced it all and I stood tall;

And did it my way.

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.

I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.

And now, as tears subside,

I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;

And may I say – not in a shy way,

“Oh no, oh no not me,

I did it my way”.

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels;

And not the words of one who kneels.

The record shows I took the blows –

And did it my way!

Yes, it was my way.

October 19, 2015

What a long, strange trip it’s been

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street.

Chicago, New York, Detroit and it’s all on the same street.

Your typical city involved in a typical daydream

Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans,

New York’s got the ways and means; but just won’t let you be, oh no.

Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love,

Most of the time they’re sittin’ and cryin’ at home.

One of these days they know they better get goin’

Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

Truckin’, like the do-dah man. Once told me “You’ve got to play your hand”

Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime, if you don’t lay’em down,

Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me,

Other times I can barely see.

Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it’s been.

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?

She lost her sparkle, you know she isn’t the same

Livin’ on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine,

All a friend can say is “Ain’t it a shame?”

Truckin’, up to Buffalo. Been thinkin’, you got to mellow slow

Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin’ on.

Sittin’ and starin’ out of the hotel window.

Got a tip they’re gonna kick the door in again

I’d like to get some sleep before I travel,

But if you got a warrant, I guess you’re gonna come in.

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, set up, like a bowlin’ pin.

Knocked down, it get’s to wearin’ thin. They just won’t let you be, oh no.

You’re sick of hangin’ around and you’d like to travel,

Get tired of travelin’ and you want to settle down.

I guess they can’t revoke your soul for tryin’,

Get out of the door and light out and look all around.

Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me,

Other times I can barely see.

Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip it’s been.

October 13, 2015

Well, we live in a trailer
at the edge of town
You never see us
’cause we don’t come around.
We got twenty five rifles
just to keep
the population down.
But we need you now,
and that’s why
I’m hangin’ ’round.
So you be good to me
and I’ll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions
I’m not above suspicion
I won’t attack you,
but I won’t back you.Well, it’s so good to be here,
asleep on your lawn.
Remember your guard dog?
Well, I’m afraid
that he’s gone.
It was such a drag
to hear him
whining all night long.
Yes, that was me with the doves,
setting them free
near the factory
Where you built your computer,
love.
I hope you get the connection,
’cause I can’t take
the rejection
I won’t deceive you,
I just don’t believe you.Well, I’m a barrel of laughs,
with my carbine on
I keep ’em hoppin’,
till my ammunition’s gone.
But I’m still not happy,
I feel like
there’s something wrong.
I got the revolution blues,
I see bloody fountains,
And ten million dune buggies
comin’ down the mountains.
Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon
is full of famous stars,
But I hate them worse than lepers
and I’ll kill them
in their cars.

October 11, 2015

So Long Old Bean

Well these days I’m spread so thin

I’m getting carried up by the wind

Every time you get high

You might see me floating by

Well so long old bean

It’s been a dream being with you

I couldn’t tell us apart

Oh and I know neither could you

Don’t tread on me

When you float downstream

On a moonbeam

So long old bean

Here comes the mapinguari singing awww

When’s there gonna be an end to wondering

When all of our troubles are gonna end ’cause

We’ve had our fill of finding our empty pockets

Emptier still and there probably won’t be

An end to that my friends

Now that my tralala’s are dating

Little sips of the Hollywood bowl

They mute up my mind

How kind of them to mellow mellow mellow my soul

Well they’re the gambling kind

As smooth as a tuba’ ass on the dole

Money never beats soul

How noble

Don’t forget me

When you float downstream

On a moonbeam

So long old bean

I’m a little firefly

Landing on you

October 10, 2015

All the early Roman kings
In their sharkskin suits
Bow ties and buttons
High top boots
Drivin’ the spikes in
Blazin’ the rails
Nailed in their coffins
In top hats and tails
Fly away, little bird
Fly away, flap your wings
Fly by night
Like the early Roman kings