Draw The Line

Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on a astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
When to draw the line

Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and
Wrong all the right outta me
Oh, pass me the vile and cross your Fingers
It don't take time
Know where to draw the line

Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long

Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line

Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss of the toss
The dice, the price
Grab yourself a slice
Know where to draw the line

Kickin' down the road
Feelin' mighty slowed
With the likes of you

Gettin' mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you're goin' through

I can't bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime
Screamin' the blues

I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Try to make a fool out of me
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool out of me

Swing low
Sweet cherry-o
When a strange love
Showed me the way

Ya see more
Can't keep a score
When the whore's comin'
On for the play

I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool out of me
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool out of me

E. Poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that
The raven was mad

Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the best thing he ever had
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool out of me
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool out of me

Oh play rough
Can't get enough
So they try to make a fool out of me, lordy

Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me

Arriving in boats, black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed, covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past

Time after time, she'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last
Celebrate, celebrate, celebraid it
This is the critical mass

So far so good, I heard the other say
So good so far, they're takin' me away

I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
This is the critical mass

Now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun, that it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase

Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screaming out down the hall

I need it
I need your love
I need your love
Need your love need your love

Just then I heard a poundin' on the door
We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more

I drink to you alas
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the critical mass

Time and space, is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day
Time and space, is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day
Time and space, is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day

Take me on you rockin' whores
Hit the lights and shut your doors
Grab your ankles everyone
Ain't my way of having fun

Can't give it up, gotta get it up, give it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up

For your fantasies my ass don't speculate
I'm just your slave, your master's bait
And lots of luck into the night
Just waitin' for the bright light fright

Can't give it up, gotta give it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Get it up, gotta get it up, c'mon Nancy

Really have a good time
Really have a good time
Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline
Really have a good time
Love me till the sun

Can't give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, give it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up

Get it up and down and all around
Take the ride and paint the town
Slow me down and make it fast
Scream almost and make it last

You know you gotta really have a good time
You know you're really gonna really have a good time
Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath the her clothesline
You know you're really gonna
Really have a good time
You know you really wanna
Love me till the sun

Can't get it up
Get it up

It's the dawn of the day and I'm crashed and I'm smashed
As it is I'm feelin' like my chips are cashed
All of my clothes strewn all over the room
The crisis at hand is I'm all out of zoom

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV is the good morning news

The tricks of the night keepin' me in a daze
We'll open a bottle and I'll pull down the shades
Glance in the mirror, back into bed
We'll get up the same time to party again

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Go, gimme the night
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Go, gimme the night

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Go, gimme the night
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Go, gimme the night

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like a old disease

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can't refuse any loose-hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame but you ain't proud
Maybe your attitude ain't right
So all that's left for me to do is
Bite the hand that feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another way
Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na na na na

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please do a what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Would you please give my life a hand

All things you put me through
A what the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor

Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the knife
That's when I knew she was a

Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes

Playin' no fair,
sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square
Never where it's pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the knife
Oh holy Jesus

She's a sight for sore eyes
You a sight for sore eyes
Oh...she's a nitty gritty

Turnin' in style
Walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Underwear that's pretty gritty

Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh, she rust me
Dear old girl

She was a sight for sore eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
Sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes

Peeled back and parted
Even in the car
It was delight or demise
I'm livin' like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes

She was a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes

Well I tried everything
Just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell you just
What I'm gonna do

Well I'm sick of all your cryin'
When you should be leavin' me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack my bag, I'm gone

Won'tcha please
A don't that sun look good goin' down
Now I'm gonna look so lonesome
When your ol' man ain't around

Won'tcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your old man ain't around

Won'tcha you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around

And around and around and around and around