A Resume To Put In A Folder On A Desk In Hell

If im a bad person
but i can admit it to myself
am i still a bad person?
if i can sit still
and wait patiently
for something apocalyptic to happen
does it make me a good person?
if i get up before dawn
and im dead before dusk
does it make me a quitter?
if i drink to create illusion
and consider it reality
does it make it a crutch?
the sun will rise tomorrow
we know this as a fact
but if im not here to see it
you'll go on unaffected
if i cant cope with false reality
and find your pills too hollow to swallow
does it make me a heathen?
if i can hear whispers that never
left a lung
does it make me a vagrant?
the sun will set tomorrow night
we know this as a fact
but if my eyes are closed shut tight
you will move with no affection
you'll go on unaffected
goddamn this life is too hectic

Psalm Something Or Other-The Recorded Song

This was recorded a while ago in my apartment and I believe I forgot I was recording for a second. I was A little bit drunk and there is some drunken rambling in the beginning. [url=http://www.upload-mp3.com/files/184955_vavln/psalm%20somethin%20or%20other.mp3]psalm somethin or other.mp3[/url]

She Drew A Moustache On The Mona Lisa

The city whirled by the car window

The buildings reached toward the sky

like the arms of interred giants reaching

for sunlight

But its always nighttime in this city

Theres no such thing as lifesblood

Just substances that spill into the ocean

to be returned only at a predetermined date

flip the skyline and the smallest objects

will stand monolithic above the largest monuments

I know because ive seen her do it

ive seen her break down all preconceived notions

she took a chisel to everything ever set in stone

uncrossed the tees and erased all the dots above the eyes

simultaneously stripped it all down to the simplest form

and complicated it to perfection

The Recking Ball

theres no shortage of vagrants in this town

theyre on every corner since the sun went down

it disappeared last week

we aint seen it since

saw it go into the ocean

so we spose it mustve drowned

And the city does all it can to keep what little it had

but i erased the fine line between the good and the bad

just to see what happens

when folks decide for themselves

and i must say the results are very sad

the stars are out somewhere

somewhere far away from here

and i hope that you can see them

cuz the skies here sure aint clear

so i sit and play my mindgames

till the clouds decide to part

they dont plan on leaving

so im drinking by myself here in the dark

i was hoping id see you on a corner somewhere

always glancing out my window but youre never there

always looking toward the ocean

even though its the wrong coastline

Psalm Something Or Other

creepin round down late at night

only path lit by the full moonlight

hangin round with the cemetery slaves

dancin in and out of the open graves

the preachers down he wants to save all the people

the preachers down he wants to hang em from the steeple

told me cmere boy have ya heard the news

cmon down i got salvation for you

i told him

first i prayed then i sold my soul

everybody else was dead and i was just gettin old

he told me boy you best prepare for the end of days

fire and brimstone waits if you dont change your ways

i told him i aint concerned i done all i can

and i aint got a soul to belong to no man

i told him first i prayed then i sold my soul

everybody else was already in the hole

told him i ran into the devil in an alleyway

said hello young sir i got an offer to make

told me all that is good in the world could be mine

all i had to do was sign the dotted line

first i prayed then i sold my soul

youre all dead

me? im just gettin old

Golden Age Of Sin

Ive found that graveyard charm ive been digging for
in a pool of blood on the bathroom floor
someone called your shot
it was a shot to the head
someone called your shot
and the streets ran red

and we all sang so sweet
the angels mustve turned their halos in
sayin "we dont stand a chance this is the golden age of sin"
once the service was over and the organ piped down
we all raised our glasses to a night on the town
im better off and ive got you to thank
you never said what you wanted on your headstone
so we just left it blank

forgive and forget
well at least your forgotten
ive got you deeply interred
in my memories and thoughts and
i dig you up each night
bring you back to life
and do it all over again