Lyrics The Rocket Swing

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Vintage Van

  • Living on-line on Dismal Street
  • Horror stories coming in
  • A load of Joe the Plumber´s tweets
  • Who did what where when and since
  • Who did what ever since
  • Devoid of any imagination
  • It´s copy, paste and water down
  • We must log off and flip the switch
  • Now is the time to shut it down
  • Time to shut it down
  • We have long planned our escape
  • In our own small mobile home
  • A sturdy van of vintage make
  • That will take us down the road
  • Takes us down the road
  • We don´t need SatNav
  • We don´t need shortcuts
  • To leave it all behind
  • Two old hippies in a van
  • On their way to paradise
  • All the way to paradise
  • Hey let´s go find El Dorado
  • Hey let´s go find the Holy Grail
  • Find the Fountain of Youth
  • Let´s go find us a muse
  • Vintage van, way to go, way to go
  • Carry us down the road
  • Vintage van, take it slow, take it slow
  • Let´s take the long way home

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Cormorant

  • A cormorant tattooed in black
  • Sits next to the monkey on your back
  • Those two working together
  • Are like birds of a feather
  • Mesmerized by your sleight of tongue
  • Nobody senses anything wrong
  • While you´re showing off your self-inflicted wounds
  • A long shot aimed at the moon
  • Night after night the crowd explodes
  • They watch as you leave your heart exposed
  • Beg for you to take of your shirt
  • They love to point where it hurts
  • Those stupid birds can hardly fly
  • We once saw one crash from a clear blue sky
  • You pour yourself another
  • You prance and holler
  • Declare you piss on it all
  • Better watch your back
  • That bird is reckless
  • It will take you down in its fall

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The Rocket Swing

  • A city girl and a son of the forest
  • Born in the best of times
  • With two great wars in the past
  • And heavy fruit on the vine
  • Those were magic days we spent
  • Childhood never seemed to end
  • Still, we grew up and we went
  • Our separate ways
  • Building castles out of sand
  • And flying the rocket swing
  • All we had to do is stick out our hands
  • And we had wings
  • The postman came by and dropped a card
  • The words hit me pretty hard
  • Something cruel curtailed your life
  • And where was I?
  • Building castles out of sand
  • And flying the rocket swing.
  • All I had to do was stick out my hands
  • And I had wings
  • Summer Solstice comes and goes
  • Fronts move in and bring the cold
  • Though you are gone
  • My train of thought goes on and on
  • And I see us
  • Building castles out of sand
  • And flying the rocket swing
  • All we have to do is stick out our hands
  • And we´ll have wings
  • And now I like to think
  • That you found that rocket swing
  • You can stick out your hands
  • And you´ll have wings

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A Storyville Blue Note

  • Picking tobacco, picking cotton
  • Picking sad redemption tunes
  • No chance of freedom
  • Anytime soon
  • Full color delta in black and white
  • Was the scene of the crime
  • Twenty lashes
  • Buffalo hide
  • Brother tied some strings to a gourd
  • He locked horns with the truth
  • He played some chords
  • And sang the blues
  • Sister danced with moist eyes
  • Came the time to kiss goodbye
  • Her man was gone
  • The blues was on
  • Storyville was built on blue notes
  • And so the story goes
  • Losing sorrow
  • Into song

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Heart of the Matter

  • Building a wall that cannot contain
  • The far-flung hatred and stones
  • Ancient grudges no longer explained
  • In the rise of the settler´s homes
  • A temple´s ruins on sacred ground
  • Where unctuous voices betray
  • Where bells cannot ring safe and sound
  • Where mothers are always afraid
  • Why do you keep looking at God
  • While innocent children are shelled
  • What makes you think that you are heaven bound
  • When you make this world into hell
  • The heart of the matter is a matter of the heart
  • You´d think that his message was clear from the start
  • Yet who was denied three times in a row
  • Time and again the rooster crows
  • Time and again he has been denied
  • Time and again the rooster cries
  • The heart of the matter is a matter of the heart
  • And it´s not and it´s never too late to start

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Jubilee

  • She´s the one that I selected, or did she select me?
  • Not all what I expected, she is all that I need
  • Now it´s business as usual
  • And she is always on my side
  • I am taking her for granted and that can´t be right.
  • Despite our creaky joints
  • We walked and walked some more
  • We often kept on walking until our feet were sore
  • We covered rocky ground on our quest for holy bones
  • But it always felt so good to be back home
  • Twenty five years is about as long
  • As I have been trying to write this song
  • After all this waste of paper
  • All these crossed-out words
  • This is what I´ve got for what it´s worth
  • We climbed the Devil´s Mountain to our silver jubilee
  • All the way up and back and we came away scot-free
  • My lady and me

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Voodoo 22

  • I never learned to draw the line or question the rules
  • Must have been a sitting duck from your point of view
  • You were smart and ruthless and I was a coward
  • I had a craving for truth
  • And you had a craving for power
  • Everyday you drove me up against the wall
  • With your bullhorn opinions
  • And your bittersweet drawl
  • Desperate for an answer, I tortured my mind
  • The moment always past before I found my reply
  • One day I´d had enough and set myself free
  • I covered my tracks
  • And hoped that you´d forget all about me
  • You kept some of my hair, took some wax and straw
  • And when the moon was dead
  • You made yourself a doll
  • You have got the nerve to spook my dreams
  • Sticking needles in a doll that looks just like me
  • I´m a foot stomping soldier on a mission to find you
  • A one-man firing squad with a rusty 22
  • I know I might get caught, convicted, crucified
  • That´ll be the day after you died

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Dying of the Light

  • (Chorus lines by Dylan Thomas)
  • Gran sits in her chair all day
  • And her light but slowly fades
  • Sometimes she must wonder
  • Why she has to wait
  • Her time will come
  • The light fades much too fast for some
  • They have trouble holding tight
  • So we must rush to help them stop
  • The dying of the light
  • Their time will come
  • I went to see the poet´s house
  • And left with a chorus line
  • To pound these strings and rage against
  • The dying of the light
  • My time will come
  • Don´t go gentle
  • Into that good night
  • Rage against the dying of the light

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The Hole

  • Our paths crossed under lucky stars
  • We found one that was lost
  • Pledged that we would follow it
  • Follow at all cost
  • We grew a crop on common ground
  • Shedding sweat and tears and all
  • And now they´ve gone and ripped it out
  • Left nothing but a hole
  • Down there I can hear them whisper
  • We have a right to reap what we sowed
  • What´s happened ´s not our fault
  • We want our reward
  • Be careful what you wish for
  • There are two sides to a coin
  • There is heaven in a small dose
  • A little more is poison
  • In the hole, who I thought were my friends
  • They hiss and show their sharp ugly fangs
  • Hold me now
  • If you don´t hold me now
  • They will drag me down

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One for the Road

  • Home is where the heart aches
  • And home is where the heart breaks
  • And life is what you make it
  • So at daybreak I´ll lug my suitcase into the yard
  • And leave home with a broken heart
  • I´ll be wandering alone, with my hopes held high
  • On narrow ridge, steep slopes on both sides
  • I will carefully place my feet on the track
  • And never, never look back
  • At least while you´re drinking, Bukowski wrote
  • The world doesn´t have you by the throat
  • Sobriety is but a state of mind
  • So, my friends, this round I´m buying
  • And it´s one more for the road, boys
  • Time for me to go
  • One for the road
  • Time to go

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