I miss Buffalo Bill and Jersey Lil'
Jesse James among other names
Like Hopalong and Big John Wayne
Cooper,Cagney and,
What's that Indians name?
Oh yes
Cochise.
The man of war, the man of peace.

Jimmy Dean and Johnny Ray
Otis,Sammy and Doris day all yesterday
And yet
I bet there's no one quite like them
Not like Borgnine,Heston or Glen Ford.
Rememeber West and Ward
The caped crusaders
Or Roy Thinnes and the Martian Invaders?

I miss them all
The magic of the casting call and Lucille Ball.
Where did they go?
Moved on no doubt to another show and more greasepaint
Ain't life dull Without it full
Of these great stars.

i am
giving up
i'm tired of sharpie butterflies
over the cuts
i'm tired of eating
i'm tired of
being
let's drop out of school
***** all those golden rules
gold is ******
anyway

who can i call
to drop out of life?
can i call the dean of admissions
for that one?

if you don't live the dream
you live some ******
substitute
full of these cracked smiles
and paper dollars
that we trade
for happiness
only we don't get
that it doesn't come all packaged up and pretty
happiness is ugly
happiness is bitter
you have to give up
too much
to be happy
these days

when you finally reach
the glittering end
of the tunnel
it's just some light
and what the **** am i gonna do
with a handful of ******* light

It's been 10 days,23 hours, 59 minutes, 1 second
Since you last called.
Am tired of staring at the phone
hoping you're thinking of me
Tired of checking your last messages
Saying you love me
That it will be different this time
I try to restrain myself
So that I don't text you
Begging you to call me
To love me.
Questions rise like a smoke cloud
does he even love me?
Am losing myself in agony
I need you
To talk to me
To see me
To want to.
I miss having you here
To show me you care
Right now I don't even know
if I was right to let you in.

On a Greyhound bus from NYC to New Haven
I sit down next to a skinny man named Fatz
who looks at me askance.  He says:
Long as you ain't crazy.
Long as you ain't gonna
stab me up in here.
Fatz? I say.
We agree.

Remember, dancing with the devil
In life will take it's toll
For, dancing with the devil
In the end will take your soul
Many who have done it
Reached the top only to die
Many souls we thought in heaven
Could never get that high

The Forever 27 club
playing in the band
Janis, Jim and Jimi
In hell, oh....ain't it grand
We thought them all as angels
But, the truth it rings a bell
They were dancing with the devil
And they ended up in hell

Cobain and Amy Winehouse
Oh yeah, they're down there too
Brian Jones and others
Playing hard rock and the blues
Sell your soul to Satan
Where you go...you do not choose
If you spend time with the devil
It's nothing but bad news

Remember, dancing with the devil
In life will take it's toll
For, dancing with the devil
In the end will take your soul
Many who have done it
Reached the top only to die
Many souls we thought in heaven
Could never get that high

There's others there who did the dance
Hit the crossroads, sold their soul
Drugs and drink and suicide
That's how this devil rolls
Some may get redemption
For the things they do in life
they sold out with their talent
They were dancing on a knife

The band is hot, and so's the place
They play here every night
We wish they were in heaven
But, deep down you know I'm right
Elvis, yes, the king is here
He did drugs and did the dance
Now, he's singing for the devil
He never had a chance

Remember, dancing with the devil
In life will take it's toll
For, dancing with the devil
In the end will take your soul
Many who have done it
Reached the top only to die
Many souls we thought in heaven
Could never get that high

So many tortured people
So many who did wrong
They traded with the devil
For the price of just a song
Rock and Roll in heaven
Has a great band, just the same
But, with Janis, Jim and Jimi here
They just don't have the game.

What the hell is a soulmate
Can't even find a date
Not worried about a relationship
Ends before it starts
No reliable friends to comfort or aid
Time out together night on the town
Always remembering the goodtimes
Dance with the ladies
Drink with the fellas
Make out with money made out with women
Greater times better times
Live with changes love is on the line
Not after the easy life
but live the life that means the most

Escape the looping thought process
No more obsession true confessions
That mean nothing now
Should've been said when the moment counted
It's not too late every side heard but the one who got burned
Hard exterior soft interior
Don't want to hurt
Learn the lesson
Move on to something beneficial
Thinking about yesterday should focus on today
Live in the moment don't go too far ahead
Words that should've been said
Instead of wish they were uttered