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Please note that Angels in Disguise is
a Warner re-release of Epinonymous - but four of the tracks differ.
Better
Than This
Jeff
Finlin
Broken
heads and shotgun shacks
so
far gone you can't look back
oh,
somewhere got to be
better
than this
from
rusty clay to skin and bones
from
heaven sent to my will, my home
oh,
somewhere got to be
better
than this
in
my dreams
I'm
walking grand
far
away
in
some promised land
in
a veil
oh,
I'm trapped in the hiss
locked
in the kiss
of
somewhere
oh,
somewhere
there
she sits
oh,
all dressed up fine
luring
me
somewhere
down the line
in
a veil
oh,
I'm trapped in a tryst
locked
in a kiss
with
somewhere
oh,
somewhere
broken
dreams and roadhouse prayers
it's
all or nothing and the cupboard's bare
oh,
somewhere
got
to be better
oh,
somewhere
got
to be better
oh,
somewhere
got
to be better than this
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American
Dream #109
Jeff
Finlin
The
flag is flying in the corner
steaks
on the grill
we're
drinking gasoline
in
little houses by the freeway
we're
living large in our American dream
we
live our lives for the future
fill
our plates up to "biggie size"
we
ain't leaving till we're heaving
drinking
and dancing in our compromise
can't
get it up when you're sixty
pop
a pill and now you're twenty three
in
little houses by the freeway
we're
living large in our American dream
come
on boys, hop in
we're
all going somewhere
cash
in, man
get
down
we're
all going out
we're
all going out
we're
going out on a tear
we're
on our knees every Sunday
'cause
the football game is coming through
back
to work on Monday morning
we
get our biscuits while we're driving through
we
got power for the people
got
roller coasters, can you hear us scream
in
little houses by the freeway
we're
living large in our American dream
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Bringin'
My Love
Jeff
Finlin
Well
I walked and I crawled and I bled and I lied
put
my hopes on a train in the middle of the night
gave
myself and my dreams to the midnight moon
and
now I'm bringing my love back home to you
I thought
I had it coming, I knew it was mine
but
with the world on my string I couldn't hold that line
sealed
my fate with a letter of intent to prove
and
now I'm bringing my love back home to you
holy
mama
have
mercy on a guilty man
call
my heart back
and
leave my footprints in the sand
well
I pushed and I pulled and I splintered and died
carried
that cross in the dead daylight
heard
your echo in the fog and I knew I was through
now
I'm bringing my love back home to you
well
all I got now is this moment in time
and
a story in my heart of the perfect crime
all
I got to give is giving it's true
so
I'm bringing my love back home to you
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The
Long Lonesome Death of the Traveling Man
Jeff
Finlin
It
flew in as fear
it
flew in as rain
disguised
as a dream
in
a suit grey and plain
at
the end of a rainbow
in
all he could hold
in
the taste of her tears
as
they salted the road
in
the sounds in the stations
built
from iron so grand
the
long lonesome death of the traveling man
was
it you on my arm
like
a tattoo carved in
your
strawberry curls
against
my black leather grin
in
a love going nowhere
but
right here and now
on
a carousel horse
with
this life as your shroud
you
kissed me one time
passed
me the moment at hand
and
the long lonesome death of the traveling man
here
I am standing right in the middle
with
my head in the west
and
my mind somewhere east of belief
here
I ride
at
the speed of the sound of the lonely
holding
you
looking
back holding me
holding
me
now
the boats they all lay
on
the muddy bay floor
and
wait for the tide
to
take them from shore
as
the moon and its pull
brings
them to stand
I
feel the weight of my duty
slip
from my hand
feel
myself going nowhere
as
fast as I can
feel
the long lonesome death of the traveling man
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Postcard
From Topeka
Jeff
Finlin
You
ain't this trainwreck
or
this ugly town
you
ain't your daddy the midget
or
mama whoring around
you
ain't your uncle Eddy
robbing
convenience stores
with
his leg blowed off
in
someone else's war
you
ain't your money
it
ain't my truth
or
my southern auntie
making
love to fruit
he
ain't your your savior
or
my funny valentine
locked
up tight
in
the double wide
it's
just a picture under skies so blue
a
postcard from Topeka
while
we were passing through
postcard
from Topeka
it
ain't my mojo working
this
ain't your land
or
my old moo cow
or
your nail in his hand
it
ain't your will, baby
it
ain't your shame
stuck
in your heart
so
please just give it away
it's
just a picture
tried
but true
a
postcard from Topeka
as
we were passing through
you
ain't good or bad
it
ain't right or wrong of you
or
these days on the river
or
my loving the blues
no
it wasn't your teardrops
it
wasn't your son
laying
in the blue lights
dead
and gone
no
it ain't your fault
in
the end it's true
all
we got's this postcard from Topeka
as
we were passing through
were
just passing through
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Soho
Rain
Jeff
Finlin
They
hung starlight up in her head
a
powder blue moon above her gate
and
loneliness was just a rose
she
quietly just sent my way
umbrellas
blue and gold, wine and green
against
a drop of tears she shed for me
dreams
of perfect girls and Coney Island trains
melt
like winter snow in her Soho rain
she
said 'I know it's time inside my heart'
said
'till you decide I fall away'
and
loneliness was just a rose
she
quietly just gave away
umbrellas
blue and gold, wine and green
against
a drop of tears and Sullivan Street
dreams
of perfect girls and Coney Island trains
melt
like winter snow in her Soho rain
diamonds
in her eyes, her future my fate
I
long for her tonight - the strength of change
tears
she shed for me they puddle in my veins
leave
me all alone in her Soho rain
chorus
umbrellas
blue and gold, wine and green
against
a drop of tears and what I'll be
dreams
of perfect girls and Coney Island trains
melt
like winter snow in her Soho rain
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Angel In Disguise
Jeff
Finlin
She's got a tattoo on her arm
Of a skull and crossbones
Looks like a motorcycle mama
With that ring in her nose
Yeah, she seems real mean
She seems real hard
When she's riding in the rain
Down that dirty boulevard
But things
ain't always what they seem
She's got a heart of gold
And you can see a set of wings
If you look real close
She's an angel
in disguise
Angel in disguise
She throws her
kisses like darts
Drinks her whiskey for the pain
When that mean old world
Drives her insane
Sometimes it's hard to understand her
She was built to run
And when you look into her eyes
Sometimes you see a setting sun
chorus
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Forever
Evergreen
Jeff
Finlin
Geronimo
said 'don't ya know now
I'm
tired of living on the run
ya
can't fight for peace
with
the wind in the trees
bows
and arrows
and
thrift store guns'
Levon
said 'ah, hold your horses
there's,
I believe, a better way
as
the crow it flies
as
the clouds they part the sky
let
me shed some light here if I may'
chorus
ease
me down in the water
whisper
it'll be ok
promise
me my soul to keep
whilst
I'm throwing shadows from the train
walk
you west upon the moonlight
walk
you tall through what you see
surrender's
songs whistling in the air
keeping
me
forever
evergreen
so
he built a great casino
and
blew confetti across the land
they
asked him why and with a searching eye
he
said "trying's the only way I can."
he
rolled them bones out till sun up
yeah
he rolled them all away
till
the dealer read
flicked
his ash and said
'chief,
I think ya got just one more play'
chorus
better
ease me down in the water
whisper
it'll be ok
promise
me my soul to keep
whilst
I'm throwing shadows from the train
walk
me west across the moonlight
walk
me tall through what I see
surrender's
songs whistling in the air
keeping
me
forever
evergreen
chorus
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Don't Know Why
Jeff
Finlin
Don't know why the sky is
blue,
dear
Don't know why the good die young
Don't know how to climb the ladder
When they bought up all the rungs
Don't know why the drunk hes singing
Or when the villains took the ship
Or how Jesus he walked on water
And never feared that he might slip
What I do know is true
One and one it makes two
Green and yellow, blue
And I don't need no answers
When I got you
Don't know why the poor get poorer
And the rich get richer still
Don't know why the jug's half empty
Instead of halfway filled
Don't know why them flaming cannons
Or them east side bullets bark
Or why we only see the light, dear
When we're groping in the dark
chorus
Don't know why we come in colors
But only see in white and black
Don't know how my mama's spine, dear
Got beneath them sidewalk cracks
Don't know when the world is ending
Or when this TV dream will snap
Or how your silver soul it sparkles
When they got you broke in half
Chorus
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Break You Down
Jeff
Finlin
When the coffee-colored skyline makes you queasy
And life's frosting fosters nothing but pain
And you find that you care about the length of your hair
And the long shallow silence of same
And nothing can add to the picture
But the so gone color of plain
Pick me up, break you down
Draw the soul map to the sound
Shake that shit right off your heels
And tell me baby, how do it feel
Down that drainpipe, past your times
When your rusted engine whines
Where the king don't shine his crown
When you break you
Break you down
When your
loving heart it turns to leather
And all you do is weather just to stay sane
And your mind races like a cheetah
But still so stagnant a mosquito
Could breed in the blood of your brain
And success it means money
Instead of milk and love and hoey
And you need a little dry in the rain
chorus
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Moon Man
Jeff
Finlin
Moon man
Where you going to?
Moon man
You're all I ever knew
A Romeo in rags
Godspeed in the neon blue
Cleopatra's kiss
Locked inside a wish for you
Now you're all but gone
What's a mortal man to do?
Moon man
I'm locked inside your charms
Moon man
In your empty arms
Is that you outside the door
Below the bottom floor of me
Alone beyond the night
Allergic to the light I see
Now you're all but gone
What's a mortal man to be?
Outside the empty air
Faceless in the mirror it's true
The crutch was in the dream
If only just to be
What's a mortal man to do
Moon man
Moon man
Moon man |
Nothing's
Enough
Jeff
Finlin
We
walked alone
she
took my hand
and
while skimming a stone
she
said, "I'm going"
she
said, "you're it hon'"
in
all respects
the
perfect love
in
the light of the wreck
everything
I ever dreamed of
who
would have known
nothing's
enough
the
horses ran
cigars
they smoked
we
had it all
we
wanted more
yes,
that was it
in
all respects
some
kind of perfect love
in
the light of the wreck
so
many things we only dreamed of
who
would have known
nothing's
enough
dance
with me
across
the empty air
my
heart's as big as the moon
come
with me where there's not a care
and
it won't take long
before
we sing our songs
and
there's nothing there
too
old to try
too
tired to care
and
my ship came in
in
the silence there
yes,
that was it in all respects
the
perfect love
in
the light of the wreck
so
many things
we
never dreamed of
who
would have known
nothing's
enough
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