Soul Asylum

[fox69]

"Nice Guys (Don't Get Paid)"

"Nice Guys (Don't Get Paid)"


Well they packed up their violin cases ??
Hopped in a big black Studebaker, they were acting pretty scary
No one talked as they synchronized their watches
And they drove past a train station

The train rolled out with a passenger car
Filled with retired millionaires and movie stars
?? coats
?? and that would be all she wrote

And the gangsters, cowboys, gypsies, and freewheelers
Sold out their trades to become drug dealers
There ain't no money in doing things straight
Your community thanks you, business is good, and nice guys don't get paid

Outside the train window fast as he could ride
Was a kid on a horse with a head full of lies
And the tears of excitement couldn't put out the fire in his eyes
For the house he was riding to burglarize

All through the house they were dancing and singing
An extended family with fiddlers and magicians
A juggler and a chemist who'd invent potion
to pacify all the killers and rapist

The chemist died in the burglary and they sold the prescription
For a case of cheap red wine to a traveling salesman
In a three-wheeled jalopy; he bought and sold potions
To the city that looked over the ocean

And he sold the last drop, it was big with the rich kids
And soon the city would be crawling with addicts
And back rooms, dark allies, basements and attics
(When?) a fly is trapped in a spider's web (but a bat's got the spider?)

And no one knows what's going on
But you've gotta show up for yourself at the end of the day
And nice guys don't get paid
Nice guys don't get paid

Now all the hopeless romantics are wearing white collars
(Upstanding assassins?) cleaning filthy dollars
Car-jacking fanatic

 

[fox69]

"No Man's Land"

"No Man's Land"


In a town without a name
there is no shame
no blame to claim
one fine day the pilgrims came
and made new rules for an old game
And I'm waiting for the garbage man To take you away
And I'm searching for my playground
So I can go and play
So they built a big smoke stack
Built a railroad track
They made the dirt roads black
And they did it behind your back
And now you pay their tax
hoping something cracks
And I'm waiting for the garbage man
To take you away
And I'm searching for my playground
So I can go and play
From out of the dust came corrosion and rust
That made you look so cheap
There's nothing to have here
And nothing to hold here
And nothing that you can keep
Now understand this is no man's land
And its all that's left that's free
Where the kings of nothing rule my friend

And you can't make me leave
There's a billboard in the sky
Reflecting water in your eyes
This big city, this ghost town
Will come crawling to the ground
And I'm waiting for the hurricane To blow you away
And I'm searching for my twister
to twist you into shape
Now my speach is said and done
The circus came, I had my fun
And the wasteland has been won
And the building has begun
And I'm waiting for the earthquake To shake you down
And I see my mother nature Trying to drag you around
From out of the dust came
Corrosion and rust
That made you look so cheap
There's nothing to have here
And nothing to hold here
And nothing that you can keep
Now understand this is no man's land
And its all that's left that's free
Where the kings of nothing rule my friend
(Then you can't make believe?)

 

[fox69]

"No Time For Waiting"

"No Time For Waiting"


It's enough to make you stay
It's enough to make you go away
But you don't understand how I'm feeling
You don't understand no no
It's enough to make you sick
It's enough to make you wanna quit
But you don't understand how I'm feeling
You don't understand my life
It's sad when you can't cry
It all comes down to time keeps flying by
Time keeps telling me
There's no time for waiting
For the river to wash into the sea
And when I reach some understanding
I'm gonna let it wash all over, wash all over me
It's too much to make you say
That you always wanted to be this way
But you don't understand this feeling
So why do I even try
It's sad when you can't try
It all comes down to time keeps killing time time keeps healing
I've no time for waiting
For the river to wash into the sea
And when I reach some understanding
I'm gonna let it wash all over, wash all over me
But I know one day you'll see
The person I wanted to be
And there's no time for waiting
There's no time for waiting
Can't find the time, can't find the time
There's no time, there's no time
There's no time, can't find the time

 

[fox69]

"Nothing To Write Home About"

"Nothing To Write Home About"


Dear mother, what can I say
It's been so long since I went away
And yes, I miss the comforts of home
But I guess I'm better off on my own

No one told me people could be so cruel
Nobody told me about any of this in school
Still nobody understands the things that I don't understand

I've nothing to write home about
Nothing I have figured out
Still I have the same old doubts
Nothing to write home about

Dear John, that ain't my name
I'm just hangin' 'round to take the blame
I'm filled with guilt, I'm filled with shame
Too much or not enough it's all the same

And no one wants to talk about the loss
No one wants to talk about the cost

Every one just looks away, just like any other day

I've nothing to write home about
Nothing I have figured out
Still I have the same old doubts
Nothing to write home about

Who can teach me how to change my ways
Who will come and save the day
Who will tell me what to say
When there's nothing left to say

Nobody told me about any of this in school
No one told me I'd be taken for a fool
And everyone just looks away, and tries to make it through the day

I've nothing to write home about
Nothing I have figured out
Still I have the same old doubts
Nothing to write home about

 

[fox69]

"Nowhere To Go"

"Nowhere To Go"


Oh the west
Where the men were mean
The women were scarce
And the sheep were mighty nervous
You know I'm just a cowboy
But I got no place to go
There's no more ranges for me to ride
They got rid of those 60, 70 years ago

Stop,
Look where you're going
You're not going anywhere
People everywhere
New hairstyles

I ain't got nowhere
Nowhere to go
Sometimes I feel so

So all alone
I ain't got nowhere
Nobody's home
I need a fix and I'm oh so alone

You
Easier said than done
I want you to make up your mind
Don't bother telling me when you're done
Are you all done?
I ain't got nowhere
Nowhere to hide
Sometimes I wish I could see the other side
I ain't got nowhere
Nowhere to go
I'm coming down and I'm oh so alone

 

[fox69]

"Ode"

"Ode"


Well my friend Jud he was a fuddy-dud
Chewed his cud, was a stick in the mud
I swear he hated everyone
And he's bumming nickels and bumming dimes
But most of all you know he's just bumming time
And every day was a bad day
They walked out and on and over him, he was turning gray
Never knew love he gave up on hope
Stayed in bed and he stopped using soap was a dirty old man
But he never said poor little old me, poor poor
Now one fine day he won the lottery
Instant millionaire without a care it didn't change a thing
Drove up to Reno he lost everything at a roadside casino
You know he never made it into town
Where the bright lights trickle down, he was a casualty
And all he got was more lewd and crude, he was very rude
The only thing he hated worse than the city
Was charity and self pity he'd been around
I talked to him that's what I found, he was a casualty
Poor little old me, poor poor casualty

 

[fox69]

"Out Of Style"

"Out Of Style"


Don't you realize most girls know how to walk
And do you think that you would last more than a while
And don't you keep up with the fashion

This weeks mannequins are not sporting passion
Ooh, oh, oh, oh you must find something new
Ooh, oh, oh, oh you hate me, and I'll hate you

New boots and jacket, what else can I do
I'm so in today, stayin' away from you
I've got you pregnant, ahhh you're so out of style
Hem me up, just tie a not, I'll send you a ball

Ohh, oh, oh, oh we must find something new
Ohh, oh, oh, oh run around and I'll piss on you

Can't you find a better way to waste a lick of time
I'll find someone, hey, join this special group of mine
I know what you're thinking, I know what you want to do
Cause I'm a fashion connoisseur, and I've got my gun on you

Woah, oh, oh, oh

Love you [x8]

Love you [x8]

Don't you realize love's gone out of style
Don't you realize love's gone out of style
Don't you realize love's gone out of style

Don't you realize? love's gone out of style

 

[fox69]

"Oxygen"

"Oxygen"


Wishin' upon a mattress
Fallin' off the excess
Slippin' the stillness
Flippin' the bird

I walk you home when you're wasted
I can almost taste it
All this oxygen is for you

But it's a couple more volts of shock treatment for you
When a couple more votes of confidence will do

I walk you home when you're wasted
I can almost taste it

It's a couple more volts of shock treatment for you
When a couple more votes of confidence will do

Always there to remind you
Before and behind you
It follows you everywhere you go

They may say you're crazy
It don't even phase me
'Cause you're the sanest one I know

Just a couple more breaths of oxygen will do
They may say you're crazy
It makes you so amazing

But it's a couple more volts of shock treatment for you
Couple more volts of shock treatment for you
When a couple more votes of confidence will do
A little bit less of loneliness will do
Just a couple more breaths of oxygen will do
But it's a couple more bills and a couple more pills
And a couple more why do you do those things you do?!
Shock! Shock treatment for you!
Just a couple more volts of shock treatment for you
Shock! Shock treatment for you!
Just a couple more breaths of oxygen will do
Shock! Shock treatment for you!
Treatment, treatment for you!
Shock! Shock treatment for you!
That'll do, that'll do, that'll do, that'll do, that'll do

 

[fox69]

"P-9"

"P-9"


Somebody's thinking that there might be something wrong
Business is sinking and the crew's been casted off
Nobody's bailing, nobody's sailing, but we're watching it from shore
Nobody's working and we better work this out
If we could see eye to eye, you could see just exactly who is small
But I do my job and do it well and go to hell for writing on the wall
There'd be enough to go around if I could just get around you
I am not down, my hands are empty, and they're open and I need something to do
And it makes me wonder who I'm working for
'Cause I think you know just what I'm looking for
And it makes me wonder who you're working for
How many children are waiting by your door?
Is this just a job that I'm working for?
You gave me nothing now you're taking it away
I should be walkin' and makin' it easy to ignore but I guess I'd better stay
And I forgave you for all the people you've done wrong
Nobody's working and it's gone on far too long
And it makes me wonder who you're working for
'Cause I think you know just what I'm looking for
And it makes me wonder who I'm working for
How many children are waiting by your door?
Is it just a paycheck I'm fighting for?

 

[fox69]

"Passing Sad Daydream"

"Passing Sad Daydream"


If you're walking home late at night, dressed up and alone
Dont you get tired of being white, buffalo never roam
Go to sneak up behind you, still your boss tapped your phone
'Coz you might be keepin secrets, that you ain't supposed to know
Now it's about to be and your bus and the lovely miss liberty
Is just another whore, there's somethin I gotta tell ya
It's hard to see things your way and its hard to understand the things you say
Most of all its hard to get hard these days, now if you got to hate someone
You might as well hate yourself, you find that you dont deserve it now
More than anyone else, so get out of your kitchen
And get out of your bed, got to tell them what you've always wanted to tell them
'Coz in the morning you might be dead so dont call the doctor
'Coz I'll be ok, its just a passing sad daydream and it led me astray
And its hard to see things your way, and its hard to understand the things you say
But most of all, its hard to get hard these days, and I ain't proud of nothin
But its better that way 'coz its too loud for talkin, and there aint much to say
So pick up your explosives, and pack up your gun, if you ain't chasin someone
You got to be on the run, and Im so far from home now
Nothin better anyway, I aint lookin to make a livin now
I just need a place to stay