1. United Cigar
2. Twelve Year Circus
3. Free
United Cigar
reason is gone this brain is out of practice thinking
is alien it's alien to me the day is through the lights are off and i'm
alone again electrons comfort me the television is my only friend there
was a time that i swore this would never happen to me i look for inspiration
like i've done so many times there's something missing here i can't define
would you like to come to a place inside my head or would you like to watch
me fall asleep instead indecision, television takes my mind away growing
stronger how much longer will things be this way i look at my close friends
they wear expressions of concern they don't want me to forget all that
they think i've learned i've explained my situation but why can't they
see friday's just another night for me now there's a feeling that i get
when i'm at peace with all i see and it's a rare time that i spend with
no one else around but me these moments are so precious now getting better
just like wine but wine won't make me happy there was a time i thought
it would i thought it could i thought it should now turned around i'm looking
down there's nothing there but i can still see myself a lonely boy
Twelve Year Circus
it was a day like any other my son he turned to
me and said father wherever did we go so wrong i thought it over for a
minute and said son for twelve years there was a circus sometimes i want
to dream my life away and other times it all seems wrong still other days
i want to throw my life away that's when i know i don't belong now when
i'm down some people ask me just when and where my luck did change i smile
and say the eighties broke my spirit cause when the circus came to town
i was in it's way this charade is not for me just put aside what i think
it means to me just put aside my eccentricities there's nothing for me
in this one horse town at least until the circus came around
Free
i want to tell you a story of virility and stifled
sexuality a self appointed entity makes laws without mixed company you
say abortion isn't right but it's not your fucking life keep your morals
to yourself get your hands off of me i'm supposed to be free there are
those who wear a badge and a well pressed set of blues they live there
lives in tension and release is overdue they say they've got a job to do
protecting me and you but if that's what you call protection get your hands
off of me i'm supposed to be free in the history of america derision has
it's place but everyone's a patriotic kiss ass to your face still we throw
our lives away for the good, old u.s.a. but i'll still tell you get your
hands off of me