1. LOADED AND DAMNED

Your acting, acting like a summer
Looking, looking like a winter
Had your words not your regrets and watched your ego get Splintered
In full bloom yet withered and all things considered
Not too bad with no heart, it’s what you want to hear,
And has from the start
Got your arms raised, so tall you think
Your standing but we all, we all see you
Kneeling got your arms raised your
Standing, but we all see you kneeling
You rose to the top, yeah baby when we
Scraped you off the ceiling
Loaded and damned


2. QUEST FOR FIRE

Now and then, sometimes when, okay all the time
I watch the day and black path dance until the flame it Singes mine
The phone finally rings, a chance to meet the one who Understands
I will drive for miles to taste your heat and leave with Fire in hand
Quest for the fire
Quest for the fire, you know
Quest for the fire
Request no more
Left right away, silence except, on highway tires whine
You could not know and could not care what makes us Different men
All I can say is I sure love holding fire in my hand
Phone soon rings, a chance to meet the one who understands
I will drive more miles to taste your heat and leave with Fire in hand
You could not know, I could not care what makes us Different men
All I can say is I sure love holding fire in my hand


3. DISTANCE

Well I could not care less my friend
If you shine your light my way
But if your light casts only shadows, fuck you I will say
Doused, doused in gasoline
You are filth, you are shit, here is a flame
You are a cyst, you are a thief, you’re no good
And my piss is thicker than your blood
Well if you are in need my friend I will do all that I can
But beware if you cross me I’m not a forgiving man
Distance


4. PATIENCE AND A SHOVEL

Start diggin’
An old house lies just as south as Virginia goes
On three and a half acres of evil encased in vines and oak
Was the preachers house, a hospital of war and a brothel In ‘23
It was the birthplace of sorrow itself, pain, mushroom pie And me
Issued, patience and a shovel
It continues, patience and a shovel
The Lord knows well the sin of man, this place is earthly Hell
The faceless bastards of the drunken whores drowned in the Well
Young soldier boy from battle returns with open arms to Greet his bride
With a hatchet, bible and eight feet of rope is how they Found them both inside
God help ya’
Frightened young eyes watch from attic window sash
The driveway is paved with bones and ash
Here the dead make love to the living
And on sunday nights they play dance and sing
Listen to them playing
Well I guess I was sunday dressed and probably ten years Old
Ole scratch don’t live here anymore, at least that’s what I was told
In ’79 they burned the place and surrounded it with Chainlink fence
That was two more graves, one in the fire and the other One crushed to death


5. A DANGEROUS PRAYER

Here it comes
This dangerous prayer from laughed at faces
Brings a sickening twist to a once healthy plan
And if they breed on, ones spirit they will rape
Because when patience has had all it can take
Then the secret from when the angry witch awoke
Is now a python wrapped around ones throat
Disposition, a genetic curse
And from now on a smile seems to hurt
To this dangerous prayer
This dangerous prayer
This dangerous prayer from
Laughed at face brings a sickening twist
To a once healthy plan


6. NO WORRY WOMAN

She is who she pleases
Bet her she won’t show it you’ll see it
She says things like “There’s no future in guidelines”
And “Look at me, I got no worries or deadlines”
And “I like this one better than my last life”
Likes her whiskey cold and her triumph that’s back home
Had a brother killed in ‘nam
Hates guns unless you have one
She takes her sweet time
You’ve never seen a liar look this fine
Wasted around midday
She likes stealing cheap wine and good cocaine
Always got a new story and a place to stay
She is who she pleases
Bet her she won’t show it you’ll see it
She says things like “there’s no future in guidelines”
And “look at me, I got no worries or deadlines”
And “I like this one better than my last life”


7. GHOST DANCE

A gift to own, was not the field mountain desert plan
So on three moon roam, left three boys to return a man
And on the southern ride, share eyed and gallop proud
They saw the silver lone wolf that would lead them through The northern clouds
Hunting only in darkness
Riding swift with the sun
Now only two mustangs leaving
From a smoking mound of stone
Cascading falls, and fire side sounds they make
Not a gift to own but a vision of who creates
And on the northern ride, brought rain and peyote steam
And now the silver lone wolf only watches no longer leads
He watch from jagged canyon walls
He watch from feathered mountain floor
He watch the elder from spirit young
He watch the ghosts of two young warriors cut out each Others tongue
So from this three moon roam, cut in half by a path they Made
Long miles home, their direction not left to chance
Just like they were told guided by “soldiers stance”
Guided by the ghosts now no one will watch the dance


8. NEW INK

Gotta roll
Getting’ new ink done
An angel portrait or picture of hell
Wipe the blood so I can see it
My skin’s craving so I feed it
Wipe the blood so I can see it
Wipe the blood
You say desecrate
You call it obscene
I say decorate
Art is a beautiful thing
You say desecrate
You call it obscene
An angel portrait


9. WAR INJUN

We fourteen take our boats after severed ties and throats To this island
We could take all we found, you called ours surplus Ground, this is our land
Sioux, hopi, navajo weak chain now strong your words and Promise, now twenty eight
Feet walk the gift once more
Trade for this dirt, you explained your dollars worth, Here is twenty four
Within days a few turn to hundreds
And your men in charge, retrace their hollow steps
And send out gunpowder slaves to hand out your ink and Paper threats
We take, guide our boats no more, severed ties and throats To this island
You called ours surplus ground, we could take all we Found, this lands our land
Sioux, hopi, navajo weak chain now strong your words and Promise now five hundred
Feet walk the gift once more
Trade for this dirt, you explained your dollars worth, Here is twenty four
Within days a few turns to hundreds
And your men in charge retrace their hollow steps
And send out gunpowder slaves to hand out your ink and Paper threats