My neighbors all see me stumblin’ home / They c’n see there’s somethin’ perty bad wrong / They hear me singin’ th’ wrong kinda song / Just ‘cause my bed’s been empty too long (Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Yim Yames)

— · — She said „How you gonna like ‚em, over medium or scrambled?“ / You say „Anyway’s the only way“, be careful not to gamble / On a guy with a suitcase and a ticket getting out of here / It’s a tired bus station and an old pair of shoes / This ain’t […]

Raging water, raging water, won’t you wash my soul in Jesus / Won’t you take away the demons that have gathered round my bed / Burning fire, burning fire, all I feel as they approach me / Oh the gates of hell have opened I am now among the dead / We are those bottom […]