A Step to Go Swingin' Utters

the place is empty except for the stationary bottles of whisky and bar stools still standing concussion heads ache from a blissful evening of confusion, muttered speech from too much drinking the cars

Last Chance Swingin' Utters

any problems they might've had with the social law well, i remember Tuesday and every last day of my life and i'll never forget anything that stays with me at night it's the last chance for pretenders to

Smokestack Dreams Swingin' Utters

she pours into the sky and chokes the trees then disappears from view, like empty streams And the second step from heaven disappeared and then I took to crying on my bed and the second step from madness

Step Inside This Room Swingin' Utters

I wish someone would take me up over that hill to leave me be and let me wander instead of sitting here enjoying the pretty view living vicariously through strangers all i ever wanted was to be right

My Glass House Swingin' Utters

I'm lacking sense, but bound in a very specific direction It's phonomenal and unprecedented It's a chip of the old block and a step up the new ladder. Mr.

Fifteenth and T Swingin' Utters

drinkin beers in the pouring rain Dupont circle summer again jackin' wheels just for fun i was only 13 watch your step but it's always the same your always down and he's always goin' away learned a lot

Good People Swingin' Utters

Did you ask that man On the corner for the time of day Did he shrug and glance at his wrist and say "Dunno, here you go" And hand you a fool's gold watch I should tell you some sacred stories Secret and

Little Creeps Swingin' Utters

To all of those with dead end jobs and dead end lives and loves to all dead weight with no cause at all all the predictable ones to the suit and to the peon to the drunk and the loved ones and to all the

Teenage Genocide Swingin' Utters

well, you don't really know what you wanna do except to spend some time just being you but the game's unfair and the stakes are high what with the threat of being embalmed in formaldehyde i don't wanna

The Next in Line Swingin' Utters

Born on the southside you live alone Four walls a roof and its always cold look out the window and there is nothing to see.

The Note Swingin' Utters

Finding fault is never easy least of all when it's always yours just a fragment of a broken will and a sentence from a note left on the floor.

Mr. Believer Swingin' Utters

pick up the lines between your eyes grow up and get yourself to feeling younger longing for the sunshine waiting for an early rise won't it just shame you? shall i stop and blame you?

Sign It Away Swingin' Utters

The day grows old and gray with rain skies and the troubles keeping you likewise go to bed after television as outside the moon is turning crimson All alone on a Sunday "tomorrow's no different" as you

Tell Me Lies Swingin' Utters

My life's a mystery I just cant figure it out It's strange to me That the visions I see Seduce me but for now I try to focus But I can only do a little at one time Everyone keeps telling me Everything's

Beached Sailor Swingin' Utters

off all the blessed intervals that defined ourselves as one i may remember only the last, as it's the interval you won i've thought about it and i just don't know (don't know quite where to go) i've been

Sustain Swingin' Utters

I can't believe the things you say to me are so boring I can't believe everything you do to me is done sober I can't obtain a sense of patience, and i can't ordain you as my patient, but you chew away

No Eager Men Swingin' Utters

he's a shadow of what he used to be ever since i put him in his place she's just a memory that's scarred him horribly and looks like lipstick on his face this side of paradise is slow no eager men go

Another Day Swingin' Utters

I've been back now for a day or two, at best and i'm punishing myself for taking the rest i've been in slumber and in splendor in my house with beer and whiskey, my new son and spouse well, they've welcomed

Brazen Head Swingin' Utters

Only passing thoughts of times long gone, tonight 9000 miles away I hear your songs, but I - I seek the comfort of the bottle and then I let my mind to wander to the face that I knew and to the places

Tied Down, Spit On Swingin' Utters

You better go, or you'll be stepped on with your sharpened bayonette boots you'll be long gone you gotta go, you gotta get on with all the glory of good riches you've been brainwashed and as for all the

Soldier Boy Swingin' Utters

Good solid build, this ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men. polished new shoes and uniform not a bad sort ?？just came here on a whim??

Gregs Love Song Swingin' Utters

There ain't nothing good about saying goodbye There ain't nothing fair about saying farewell There ain't nothing better than my baby So go to hell There ain't nothing wrong about what you're doing I didn't

Storybook Disease Swingin' Utters

i have broken many dreams, but like broken hearts they seem to mend with ease i've traversed the open sea with a grain of guts and a gallon of need but i'm tired and i'm easily fixed a hair trigger in

Bigot's Barrel Swingin' Utters

He was spoken to just to be put down. He was 22 when helped off the ground. Beaten black and blue when his color was brown and shining shoes in a dirty town.

Windspitting Punk Swingin' Utters

give me just a second to grasp your two-bit theories as that's more than enough time i need to see through their innate queries you're telling me to shape up or ship out but i'd never shape myself for

Playboys, Punks, and Pretty Things Swingin' Utters

"A penny for your thoughts," he says as he swiftly slips from bed to bed and the thoughtful ones are charmed by him and the sexy ones turned on by him and he's knighted by casanova's kin and his ladies

Well Wisher Swingin' Utters

Slow motion cigarettes hang from your sweaty lips five bottles of stale, pissy ale stumble to your pale wrists thin man with unkept hair clean shave, but a glassy stare you've lost it all boy, and so young

One in All Swingin' Utters

Mr. product man strolling by with a kind of head-held-high hypocrisy the envy of so many walks of life but not a type like me periodically searching through the perfect library a man I am of an unusual

A Promise To Distinction Swingin' Utters

One I was younger than The youngest of fragile minds I ate the day with bad manners Then spit out the rind And mother told me As I looked to the sky Yes my mother told me "My dear son, You're not the one

Second Skin Swingin' Utters

Try to act this way and that become some beaming bitch's pet though you feel like a rat and it's plain that you're all that you accuse yourself of selling out to the souls searching familiar clout and

Scum Grief Swingin' Utters

I try to please them with my way most every day i try to please you while i'm here wasting away i'll promise you a world so wide, love replace my lies in time with truth, love.

London Drunk Swingin' Utters

up around the corner lies that bastard pub's front door and in my many changing moods and on similar days i've cursed and spat mercilessly at the foot of her firkin grace chaos comes inevitably, like a

Movers and Morons Swingin' Utters

buried in the working day) and your motivation are the ones who could (the ones who do it in their own way) devastation floats in your gene pool (your father's proud 'cause you earned your pay) You're a

As Sure As I'm Down Swingin' Utters

Well we're all gone good-bye see you so long And you're so young and glad to see us move on When the day's long and the moon just stares you down notice your shoes are dirty when your heart's on the ground

Derailer Swingin' Utters

I'm flying off the handle again, i tried to keep in touch but my grip had loosened. The saints need a second look. I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin'. Derailed - i need help.

Almost Brave Swingin' Utters

good intentions shattered by conventions traditionalized and bland with boredom searched over and feared of HATRED IS THE CURSED HABIT OF THE HARDEST WORKING MAN i'll take a drink to this and a good smoke

No Place In The Sun Swingin' Utters

she came over, but i was spent no money involved 'cause it came and went i'm so tired, she thinks that's bent it fills up my pockets and it pays my rent i won't hold my breath for that time to come i exhale

No Time to Play Swingin' Utters

They've laid to rest mortality, blessed themselves with immorality, gazed into the eyes of innocents as the blade was pulled out merrily i'd beg and plead if it made sense to me, if i thought it'd make

From The Observatory Swingin' Utters

I want to tell you how its been but I'm not too sure about it myself I've tried to call time and time again but I misdialed, then stopped myself now I feel like I'm on trial for the inconvenience I caught

Time Tells Time Swingin' Utters

look through these deserted eyes and past the desolation in them is realized the drama of frustration taken paths worn down with life, sanctified with tension oh, the glory of a working day is glory only

Stupid Lullabies Swingin' Utters

Cigarette Ashes And tickets to free dinners A buck bottle of wine Under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I have, son It may be less than I have, son Don't cut the lines that border us, son Don't

The Green Glass Swingin' Utters

We drank to the brink of dawn and wallouwed in the crimson bliss shouted, laughed and sang for hours "how had i ever missed this?"

The Stooge Swingin' Utters

it in my heart for over twenty fucking years And all that time washing away With the stench of my spilt tears I've lingered on the amorous Transformed into something hideous With the love of life felt to

Jackie Jab Swingin' Utters

He's got a treble and a bass and a big tab. He's got oil in his hair from an arab and when he falls down, he falls smack dab. (Chorus) hey fellas, get him a cab, what's his name - jackie jab!

As You Start Leaving Swingin' Utters

A train sounds off with whistle blowing Lighthouse horn sounds early warning Clean cool air with stars out shining Overcoat and whiskey drinking Hands locked tight and close together These nights are bliss

Petty Wage Swingin' Utters

I've said, and once too often, some things i'd never say again. in streams of thoughts unbroken i fish for a few good men (chorus) sundays and holidays and twelve hours straight no pay for bloody hands

This Bastard's Life Swingin' Utters

Why can't I beat the bankers Deal then find a home to rob Why can't I lie and cheat and steal Who wants an honest job And if I curse you night and day My integrities been tried While I waste a life away

Catastrophe Swingin' Utters

can't believe your wife, you can't take the credit fucking up your life, some people don't believe me when i tell them "i'm alive" they see me walking so slowly they think i'm too uptight (Chorus) it's a

The Dirty Sea Swingin' Utters

Nothing comes over me Nothing like inspiration Not even on the seaside No fantasies to ration The swell looks mighty slim And the water level's down The dirty sea adds to the junk I'm in Until the sun

Expletive Deleted Swingin' Utters

Look at my face turn it around I'm the invisible man I'm the expletive deleted Give me my suit hand me my tie flash me a smile I'm the expletive deleted take off my facial expression give me lines to say