the car crash ain't so lucky for you but I got to tell ya there's part of me that's glad it came true I got lucky when I met you sometimes you get lucky woke up late last night sleepless dreams in the darkness might cause another stretch of bad breaks clear my head of all its aches but I can't change my luck but I found that somethin' to pick me up soiled the kitchen floor again i'm so lucky you put up with all my shenanigans i'm so lucky i'm so lucky that I met you sometimes you get lucky lucky darlin' I can't take it any other way i'm so glad you stayed i'm so lucky i'm lucky you feel lucky

It’s times like these I don’t understand It’s times like these my light bulb lights It’s times like these I refuse to laugh It’s times like these I need that laughter Times like these really piss me off I just want to think my happy thoughts It’s been said that life isn’t fair How many times have you heard that and thought, “well who the fuck cares?” These times drive me to drink These times make me stop and rethink All the things that I thought I knew Now what am I suppose to do Like it or not, Like it or not, I can’t stop it It’s times like these that I live for now It’s times like these I go into hiding It’s times like these I pronounce my cause It’s times like these I keep to myself Times like these really set me back When I sink into this dark distress I crawl out from this hole Scream from the bottom of my lungs I know that I will rock on These times take all I have These times take their toll on my soul All the wonder in this world Loose their luster because of the uncontrolled Like it or not, Like it or not, I can’t stop it Bridge: I can’t stop it, I can’t stop it Wish I could just let it go, get some joe And erase this from my thoughts But I can’t stop it, I can’t stop it Like it or not Like it or not I can’t stop it It’s times like these I induce the clouds It’s times like these I clear my conscience It’s times like these I can’t find the tune It’s times like these my music comes easy 1st Chorus

Save me Save me from myself Save me from those robes with long noses We wore our wits on our sleeves We aim to please Make clear to the masses Bread is the reason for reason Madame Deficit and her Frothy Biscuit Jetsetter, Black Snapper, and her Frothy Biscuit Save me Save me from myself Save me from those kings with long noses The incorruptible rich with power No Sunday calendar Never a hair… Or a phrase outta place Until now… until now I just wanted what’s best for you I thought I knew Blood, terror We’re all in this together Until now… until now How did I miss… how did I miss? Save me Save me from myself Save me Save me from somebody else

i'm here to see her loathing looks at me the cross glance moves across the room lands in the leather chair stops for a moment as if not wanting to stare then touches my despair so i leave the room for a while gather my thoughts, they were stacked in a pile the night time glow from the streetlights gives chase to the wonderment of this little rat race i get this feeling that every time you lose someone the capture's all the fun that's undone once the neck is in the clutch of the jaw she's not the wonderful one that the undone capture has made her become after my break i have to glance once more her focus is on the other door i meet her face to face she turns and walks just what did i expect through the back alley it comes clear to me the footsteps behind me fall so loudly she said i'm glad you made the trip i look at my shoes and put my hands in my pockets CHORUS

Lace ‘em up Roll up my sleeves Sweat pours out My soul is pleased Grit my teeth The path is worn Achin’ for you I tread back home Wash off the dirt to get dirty with you (Washin’ up, washin’ off… ) Tell me I’m clean When all I want Is to get dirty with you ***Solo section Sunset eyes Take away my sting Diggin’ that ditch Ain’t as hard as it seems Chorus

she had to cut her fingernails just to learn how to play the guitar how many women do you know that would go that far i know just one and she suits me so fine she sends me texts all the time manicured and kept real nice she didn't take my advice i said honey they look so good how 'bout a new shade of opossum wood she cut 'em anyway no matter what i say she's got her mind set on playin' today she had to cut her fingernails just to learn how to play the guitar how many women do you know that would go that far *banjo/juice harp solo... hell yeah* she used to dig 'em in my back she had to cut her fingernails just to learn how to play the guitar how many women do you know that would go that far i want the chance to tell her she's a regular james taylor but she can't even hear me 'cause she's strummin' that 6-string again see you long luscious fingernails no more shades of red runnin' through my hair i guess i'll have to get me another guitar i guess i'm glad she took it this far

dust off that leather-bound circus pristine particles obvious signs of slanted minds bats fly through the skies without any eyes the odds are in disguise fossilized tomfoolery is careless hot air lag behind 1859 apes cry through their eyes hypothetical lies the odds are in disguise dumb, dumb, dumb...

alone I can't be anxiety-free A trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad time to myself it'd be me and no one else yeah a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad said a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad read all the books I haven't read a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad oh lonely me oh lonely me a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad write all the songs left in my head a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad solve all the problems just like my mama said a trip to the moon wouldn't be so bad

No one here but me any soul can plainly see i've been on this path my entire life not sure just why I march to that beat it belongs to me I wish I could share it with you but I can't *break amber stones and giant bones from another time another glass of wine uncertain of the time I march to that beat it belongs to me I wish I could share it with you but I can't