Tonight I′ll shave the mountain I′ll cut the hearts from pharoahs I pull the road off of the rise tear the memories from my eyes and in the morning I′ll be gone I drink 1000 shipwrecks tonight I′ll steal your paychecks I paint the sheets across my bed the birds will all fly from my head and in the morning I′ll be gone take every dream that′s breathing find every boot that′s leaving shoot all the lights in the cafe and in the morning I′ll be gone I bet 1000 dollars I have a french companion I tie myself below the deck I pull the rope around my neck and in the morning I′ll be gone it takes a life to win her there is a drum of bourbon 800 pounds of nitro his boots are thunder as he plays theree is a stone inside it tonight his bones will ride it I′ll need a tent to hide it and in the morning I′ll be gone and in the morning I′ll be gone and in the morning I′ll be gone
Don′t go to church on Sunday Don′t get on my knees to pray Don′t memorize the books of the Bible I got my own special way Bit I know Jesus loves me Maybe just a little bit more
I fall on my knees every Sunday At Zerelda Lee′s candy store
Well it′s got to be a chocolate Jesus Make me feel good inside Got to be a chocolate Jesus Keep me satisfied
Well I don′t want no Anna Zabba Don′t want no Almond Joy There ain′t nothing better Suitable for this boy Well it′s the only thing That can pick me up Better than a cup of gold See only a chocolate Jesus Can satisfy my soul
(Solo) When the weather gets rough And it′s whiskey in the shade It′s best to wrap your savior Up in cellophane He flows like the big muddy But that′s ok Pour him over ice cream For a nice parfait
Well it′s got to be a chocolate Jesus Good enough for me Got to be a chocolate Jesus Good enough for me
Well it′s got to be a chocolate Jesus Make me feel good inside Got to be a chocolate Jesus Keep me satisfied
She sends me blue valentines All the way from Philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like theres A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin in my rearview mirror And I′m always on the run Thats why I changed my name And I didn′t think you′d ever find me here
To send me blue valentines Like half forgotten dreams Like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the burgler that can break a roses neck It′s the tatooed broken promise That I hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back
She sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large They′re insisting that our love Must have a eulogy Why do I save all of this madness In the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know I′d be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken heart That sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends me my blue valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin I can never wash the guilt Or get these bloodstains off my handa And it takes a lot of whiskey To take this nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day Remember that I promised I would Write you... These blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines
Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe never slept with a dream before he had to go away there′s a bell in the tower Uncle Ray bought a round don′t worry about the army in the cold cold ground now don′t be a cry baby when there′s wood in the shed there′s a bird in the chimmney and a stone in my bed when the road′s washed out they pass the bottle around and wait in the arms of the cold cold ground cold cold ground there′s a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope and a briar patch of berries takin over the slope the cat′ll sleep in the mailbox and we′ll never go to town til we bury every dream in the cold cold ground cold cold ground gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells blow the roof off the goat barn let it roll down the hill the piano is firewood times square is a dream I find we′ll lay down together in the cold cold ground cold cold ground cold cold ground call the cops on the Breedloves bring a bible and a rope and a whole box of rebel and a bar of soap make a pile of trunk tires and burn ′em all down bring a dollar with you baby in the cold cold ground cold cold ground take a weathervane rooster throw rocks at his head stop talking to the neighbors til we all go dead beware of my temper and the dog that I′ve found break all the windows in the cold cold ground cold cold ground
It′s dreamy weather we′re on You waved your crooked wand Along an icy pond with a frozen moon A murder of silhouette crows I saw And the tears on my face And the skates on the pond They spell Alice
I disappear in your name But you must wait for me Somewhere across the sea There′s a wreck of a ship Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide And the raindrops on my window And the ice in my drink Baby all I can think of is Alice
Arithmetic arithmetock Turn the hands back on the clock How does the ocean rock the boat? How did the razor find my throat? The only strings that hold me here Are tangled up around the pier
And so a secret kiss Brings madness with the bliss And I will think of this When I′m dead in my grave Set me adrift and I′m lost over there And I must be insane To go skating on your name And by tracing it twice I fell through the ice Of Alice
And so a secret kiss Brings madness with the bliss And I will think of this When I′m dead in my grave Set me adrift and I′m lost over there And I must be insane To go skating on your name And by tracing it twice I fell through the ice Of Alice There′s only Alice