Lockup

Another day inside gray walls
Might as well be a cell
Still draggin' around the cannonballs
Do-it-yourself private jail

I lost the key but there's one other
Around the neck of a would-be lover

There ain't no gang or county line
But I still swing and wail
The midday sun bakes my mind
Deep in thirst beyond the pale

I start to drink and then falter
Poison has overcome the water

Take the lash at the whipping post
Then involuntary solitary
Pay for the crimes self imposed
Each misdemeanor and felony

Nothing harder than doing hard time
Just pray for pardon or reprieve sublime

Free to go I can leave anytime
Can't savor good behavior
Turned myself in for no reason or rhyme
An empty bottle for a savior

Lights out and there's a fire in my bed
Another day gone with no verdict read

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Galvanized and Bulletproof

He's galvanized and bulletproof

Except maybe at the seams

Cut himself on a devil's tooth

And bled out all his dreams

He stole a wishbone from the warden

then used it for a shank

Went out and fired up his Norton,

Rode off with a lit rag in the tank

He's invincible, near invisible

Maybe under a voodoo hex

Unpredictable, fights bare knuckle

Walks one shadow to the next

He saves women in distress

And maidens locked in towers

He can beat Death at chess

With his divine powers

He's clairvoyant, a prophet

Contacts beings on other planes

Plays blues on Gabriel's trumpet

And broke loose Samson's chains

He flies all night on his rounds

wading through nightmares in the dark

Two steps ahead of the hellhounds

with bites much worse than the bark

He's a cloud splitter, shape shifter

All the elements at his comply

Thunderstorms under his bowler

You can tell his mood by the sky

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Just After 3:15

Musta been about 11 o'clock with a

little yellah moon lightin up the block

that I asked that girl up for a beer or three.

Next thing you know it's a quarter of one and we're

in the back yard shootin' some guns and she says

"hey cowboy, roll one of your smokes for me."

Suddenly it's a quarter of two and we

finished off the last of the brew and junebugs

stared at the porch light on the screen.

I could say I got lost in her eyes

my mind was found near her waist and thighs

that was...just after 3:15.

Round about quarter of five when the

sun just started splittin' the sky, she said

"I think I just stayed the night."

We can continue this grand little opry, I said

"Let me just get started on the coffee. The bacon.

Home fries. Eggs over-easy alright?"

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