Just Like Them Swingin' Utters

It wouldn't hurt to believe me well maybe just a little sting, clouds outside are rolling in right through my bolted door cold sweats are dampening me with their mediocre lore time spent in a welded life

Tied Down, Spit On Swingin' Utters

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 days and what you'll do with them

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

Teen Idol Eyes Swingin' Utters

They always look in all directions Searching for prey, playing the field They're set like diamonds of pure pretension All polished, plastic overkill Teen idol eyes Teen idol eyes Teen idol eyes I've seen

As You Start Leaving Swingin' Utters

close together These nights are bliss in drunken leisure Spitting air in gusts as it gets cooler Spase clouds try to come together You can feel the chill and bid farewell As you start leaving Sounds like

Little Creeps Swingin' Utters

Let my thoughts and mind go and just let me slip away let me let go of my ego let me give it all away you can buy some if you want to as long as i don't have to stay i'll just give it to you little creeps

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

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

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

Well Wisher Swingin' Utters

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 I'll remember times like

Untitled 21 Swingin' Utters

I guess it's all right That we never know Just what it all means And if there are ways Of making a change Please show them to me So if I could stop time Then I would stay 21 Cause everyday since that time

Another Day Swingin' Utters

millions nothing but a pawn in my own twisted game i've a good mind to fuck off and finally leave it get an office job and settle with the dust and stains but she gives me reason to go and give it to them

Watching The Wayfarers Swingin' Utters

I've asked all the bitter, hapless, and broken down they just return my frowns and tell me to forget simplicity is not what i was hoping for i thought it'd be much more than what i'd always dreamt.

Movers and Morons Swingin' Utters

You could move faster you could move like you should (traffic on the bridges at bay) while the bitch and bastard has got you by the jewels (buried in the working day) and your motivation are the ones who

(Take Me To The) Riverbank Swingin' Utters

times have changed and the change of time's slow going my ramble tamble's still in tact, though and i've got plenty of guts still showing all along the levy where we just sat and sometimes drank one the

Brazen Head Swingin' Utters

bottle and then I let my mind to wander to the face that I knew and to the places that I went with you You told me all your stories through the trebled din but I haven't finished drinking so please tell them

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

A Promise To Distinction Swingin' Utters

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" I flew from home when I was just

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.

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

Soldier Boy Swingin' Utters

just came here on a whim??br>And now our soldier boy is missing home and now our little boy is dead as a stone. Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks, snow-white combed hair, lanky physique.

Catastrophe Swingin' Utters

you can't believe your children you 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

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

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?

Two Jacks Shitty Swingin' Utters

This journey started slow and free And ended wrapped around a tree Just like my self pity tangled in the willow weeds As high as right up to my knees While scratching at the fleas She is handsome she is

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

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.

Nowhere Fast Swingin' Utters

houses on the yellowed plains i'm going off again, and for no good reason year by year i've achieved some type of feeling that suggests i've traveled miles that lead to nowhere fast i've seen the lot of them

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

Twenty-Three Swingin' Utters

Was it something you said or was it something you did it doesn't matter much 'cuz I can't leave either way I'm just a part now and I'm here to stay but I wouldn't want it any other way Well I've been

This Bastard's Life Swingin' Utters

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 Why don't you try and hide The end has just

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

Sustain Swingin' Utters

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 at all my nerves like

Sign It Away Swingin' Utters

short to grow remorseful you prick up your ears and find it disconcerting to hear the din of the boys in the chapel praying You've got a burden that's sandbagging you but you can't quite let it out it's like

I Need Feedback Swingin' Utters

10 AM yeah I just woke up I can't clear my head Drank too much last night again I might as well be dead Well I'm just fuckin' lazy My whole life's makin' me crazy But I wouldn't give any of it Up even

London Drunk Swingin' Utters

and 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

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

Gregs Love Song Swingin' Utters

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 say anything about stopping your screwing And if you don't like

A Step to Go Swingin' Utters

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 are idling near out of gas and lifeless like

Fruitless Fortunes Swingin' Utters

keep Organ grinders orating overtures of madness As the heinous hipster's spending his unearned currency There may be many ways of reaching the same plateau I'll take the road less traveled If it looks like

Keep Running Swingin' Utters

sigh those loyalists keep counting on everything being worthwhile but you don't catch the light of day and you've been accused of carrying on this way see, you don't believe in preaching or praise you just

Last Chance Swingin' Utters

child is walking slowly his head bent to the ground watching each step taken and his shoes, a dirty brown and he don;t want a companion, has got things to say, but don't wanna talk and i remember myself like

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

No Place In The Sun Swingin' Utters

guy there, he's a big boy's hobnob he's got no integrity, he's a lazy slob compared to me he's quite famous, but i've got a job loose lips take sips from the goblety gob there's no time for me, but you just

New Day Rising Swingin' Utters

the city building Gonna sleep in the dirty alleys Where the air is fresh With the new day rising You keep knocking on the door But they don't answer anymore Oh you know it aint your fault my dear it's just

The Stooge Swingin' Utters

serves those grieving spineless artists Transforms shit into a masterpiece And makes their vain attempt at pain So fucking romantic And I'm certain that someday my time will come I'll crash and burn like

Derailer Swingin' Utters

Derailer died for our sins, or was it just another drinking binge. I'm in a different kind of tension. Not to be discussed by professional theory. It's been going on for quite some time.

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

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.

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