Friday, March 5, 2010

"Sign in Stranger" ...Steely Dan "The Royal Scam"

SIGN IN STRANGER

Have you heard about the boom on Mizar Five
People got to shout to stay alive
They don't even have policeman one
Doesn't matter where you been or what you've done
Do you have a dark spot on your past
Leave it to my man he'll fix it fast
Pepe has a scar from ear to ear
He will make your mug shots disappear
CHORUS:
You zombie
Be born again my friend
Won't you sign in stranger

Do you like to take a yo-yo for a ride
Zombie I can see you're qualified
Walk around collecting Turkish union dues
They will call you sir and shine your shoes
Or maybe you would like to see the show
You'll enjoy the Cafe D'Escargot
Folks are in a line around the block
Just to see her do the can-can-Jacques

CHORUS

Love or leave her, yellow fever
Sure, it's all in the game
And who are you
Just another scurvy brother

CHORUS

The Naked Truth

The Naked Edge of truth

A friend to no one hollow and worn the cold wind toys with shreds of something once warm, the heart worn like a badge upon the sleeve now just adorns the corpse of a life with no leave. No prison that the eye can see but stone cold solid just the same , I wonder if I'm a victim or just to blame? coward or hero? its all the same and pointless to draw another breath but never granted the release of death left to envy and suffer all that’s left on the naked edge of truth

I was once a stone cold killer but now just a joke , a broken boy soldier at the end of the rope …ease the muscle, and take a toke, fondle the Iron that once held truth , but now a mile marker for damnation along the route that ends in nowhere with wreckage strewn, corpses mock you while they lay, “here you’ve come and now you’ll stay dashed upon rocks of naked truth .

A fool for no one , but a dullards heart is mine, There is no more love in you only fruit of a bitter vine and blackened root , honesty once was enough but now becomes the core of any problem. A wound a threat for orders sake ,when a soft touch would be all it takes but you reach to stroke but wound and rake for the Iron hand is all you’ve known , and you deserve to be cast aside and left alone.

She want's me to go but fears the leap of saying so , an act of betrayal or what’s right for her? In her mind its all a blur , no ones ever innocent but she comes close and the fear is being alone , the addiction of my presence is it just a warmth to fill the void but there’s nothing here in spirit just an empty broken shell of a man whose constructed his own cell with stones from the edge of naked truth. She knows this is not her fate to share my frozen spell ,and she can sees through the cracks in my facade there is a cold and barren hell...

The Highways long and your second home , having in youth walked it adrift and alone ,glance aside at a strangers face shown , looking for another killer just like you, where do you go and what do you do on the naked edge of truth?

"so you stick your neck out once again , looking for a thrill or maybe a friend or just hoping this time someone cuts the vein and bleeds you dry and ends the pain , but Pray you don't die face up , to stare at heaven through the cold , gray morning rain lying in a puddle on the edge of naked truth ..." me actually