HOME (Zevon/Summers/Coyle)
I woke up this morning
And I thought of you
Staring at the ceiling
Aware but disbelieving
Feelings remind me it’s true
I know you’ll never be here
But I know where to find you
In my home
I’m never lonely at all
Home is more
Than the memories hung on the
wall
Home to me
Is intimate and primitive
As long as I’ve got life to live
My heart will be your home
Some days the pain of missing
Makes me wish I could complain
to you
But I know that you’d say,
"You think you’ve had a bad
day?
You haven’t got a clue"
Then get that look on your face
That puts me back in my place
and that's
the best you could do
And I’m home
I’m never lonely at all
Home is more
Than the memories hung on the
wall
Home to me
Is intimate and primitive
As long as I’ve got life to live
My heart will be your home
There’s nothing I can say
There’s nothing I can do
But keep you in this space
That I can never lose
We’ll never be apart
I’ll never be alone
As long as I have life to live
My heart will be your home
We’ll never be apart
I’ll never be alone
My heart will be your home
JUST DO THAT (Zevon/Summers/Coyle)
It was just the other day
You inquired, “Are you happy with me”?
To which I then replied
“Are you losing you mind?”
I’ve got more, so much more than I ever required
But if you really want to pin me to the sticky details
I’ll think about it twice
And see what it reveals
If you really must ask
Just do that, just do that
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
Just do that thing you did that time that I can’t get out
of my mind
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
I assume that you forget
You’re the “it”
You’re the perfect fit
I’m not sure, what that means
But you know what I meant
You’re above and beyond
You’re as good as it gets
But if you really want advice I won’t even think twice
I’ll lay it on the line and keep it real this time
If you really must ask
Just do that, just do that
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
Just do that thing you did that time that I can’t get out
of my mind
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
You know I love you almost all of the time
It’s a guess why you’d question anything
You’re the answer and as sure as I breath
If this doesn’t settle it I guess I better shut up and
sing
If you really must ask
Just do that, just do that
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
Just do that thing you did that time that I can’t get out
of my mind
As a matter of fact
Just do that, just do that
THE JOKE’S ON ME (Zevon/Summers)
Did you ever take a moment just to stop and look around
and found
You might have missed a meeting or two?
All the smiling faces of the strangers that surround me
And I start to think I don’t have a clue
Is it ignorance or bliss that fuels the never-ending happiness
That I’ve always seemed to elude?
Is it them? Is it me? Yank the starter on the litany
And try to keep from coming unglued
It looks like the joke’s on me
Cause I’m the only one that isn’t really having fun
It looks like the joke’s on me
It’s only just begun
Fade in, waiting on…
A massive mug of coffee
That I’m hoping will arouse me
From a zombie like state I’ve accrued
It’s another somber morning
Masturbate and greet the dawn in
As I’m yawning through the self abuse
Pick a suit that isn’t stained and
Floor it down the freeway
I MUST NOT BE LATE
Cause the boss is out of Vicodin
And now the real pain begins
So why’s he laughing?
Cause it looks like the joke’s on me
Since I’m the only one that isn’t really having fun
It looks like the joke’s on me
I signed the dotted line
To be the perfect punch line
And nobody told me
That I be the folly
Cause it looks like the jokes on me
The agony of defeat
With a catchy melody
Standing dead on my
feet
Maybe someone should
bury me
A natural born loser
Smothered in humor
It looks like the joke’s on me
Stumbling down the road of life
Ignoring all the good advice
I never had the sense to use
But we’ve all got a path to choose
And stupid is as stupid do’s
Maybe I was born to amuse
It looks like the joke’s on me
Cause I’m the only one that isn’t really having fun
It looks like the joke’s on me
Forget humility and I’ll provide the comedy
It looks like the joke’s on me
You check my spine you’ll find a burden and a kick me sign
It looks like the joke’s on me
I’m just a bland mime yanking on a fake line
I’ll keep on pulling
But who am I fooling?
Cause it looks like the joke’s on me
THIS GIRL (Zevon/Summers)
I’ve got the world on a string
I keep it wrapped around my neck
Living on the street of dreams
Just got my notice to evict
These days I only see the sunset through my rearview
mirror
And the objects of my life are further than they once
appeared
But there’s This Girl, there’s This Girl,
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
This girl who guides me through the pain
Puts me on my feet again
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
Seems like I’ve been having one of those days
Since sometime back in 1998
And a turnaround is surely on the way
Or maybe that’s me spinning down the drain
And I suppose my woes are only momentary stains
Just one foot through her door and all my worries wash
away
Cause there’s This Girl, there’s This
Girl
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
This Girl’s my private Avalon
An island miles from all that’s wrong
Cause There’s This Girl, there’s This
Girl, there’s This Girl
There’s This Girl, the rescue from the pessimist avalanche
There’s This Girl, who loves her bitter victim of
circumstance
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
This Girl who’s eyes can light my way
Through the haze that fills my days
There’s This Girl, there’s This Girl, there’s This Girl
INSIDES OUT (Zevon/Summers)
Looking to the sky with questions
Wondering how this misdirection
Came to be the street my life has paved
Why the voices so familiar
Fade into the hemisphere
The more I crave
The more they slip away
There’s no happily ever after
Just some tears we smear with laughter
At least I’ve got pictures and memories
Saving your voice on my phone machine
The bits and pieces of something that almost feel like a dream
A drink, a pill, but still you can’t escape reality
When you’re
Turning Insides Out
Finding out just what you’re all about
Now it’s getting closer to the surface
Feel the itch, but I can’t scratch it
All filed up with no place to go
Scabs that I’ve grown closer to
That feel too deep to dare remove
Beneath the skin, the bone, the veins, the soul
Truth be told I’m in the thick
But feeling thinner by the minute
At least I’ve got pictures and memories
Saving your voice on my phone machine
The bits and pieces of something that almost feel like a
dream
A drink, a pill, but still you can’t escape reality
When you’re
Turning Insides Out
This is what it’s all about
Searching for some solid ground
Who knew you could
Scream so loud
Now that you’re Turning Insides Out
Headed straight to ordinary
Settled on a plot of bland
But all the best laid rarely pay
A worthy dividend
And so I’ll tread where most would stray
And when I land flat on my face
I’ll brush the dirt and stand up with a smile
At least they’ll never say I didn’t try
At least I’ve got pictures and memories
Saving your voice on my phone machine
The bits and pieces of something that almost feels like a
dream
A drink, a pill, but still you can’t escape reality
Now you’re Turning Insides Out
This is what it’s all about
Bailing out the boat before you drowned
Now that you’re Turning Insides Out
This is what it’s all about
Who knew you could scream so loud
Now that you’re…
TOMORROW (Zevon)
Tomorrow
Seems like I’ve been singing that refrain since the day
that I was born
Tomorrow
I’ll wake up and reflect upon the days that I’ve casually
ignored
Tomorrow
Is just a day away
So I’ll hibernate
And work the wait
Tomorrow
I’ll clean the slate
And rejuvenate
My last remains
But what if I wake up and I find tomorrow’s just a day too
late
And who was I to hesitate?
What If I wake up and I find tomorrow’s
just a day too late
My fate will have to wait until
Tomorrow
I’ll pick up a pen and finally finish all the songs I’ve
never ended
Tomorrow
I’ll revive the flat line running through the future I’d
abandoned
Tomorrow
Will be the day
I’ll reinstate
My destiny
Tomorrow
It all begins
And here it is
What was I saying?
But what if I wake up and I find tomorrow’s just a day too
late
And who am I to hesitate?
What If I wake up and I find tomorrow’s
just a day too late
My fate will have to wait until
TOO LATE TO BE SAVED (Zevon/Summers)
There’s a message in this bottle
And I’ll drink until I find it
Cause I’ve searched my soul for answers
And discovered I’ve been blinded
Found my reflection in the pools of disregard
Fed in streams from water rings
Collecting on this bar
Where I’m poring over memories
But they only help remind me
Of a time line mined with should haves
And the fading chance at could be
Lived in the moment but it didn’t get me far
Just a few more tragedies to sing to my guitar
And they say I’ll find my faith
All I have to do is pray
But as I’m winding down the days
I know it’s too late to be saved
Too late to be saved
The path of righteousness is one
That I’ve never walked upon
Only look to heaven
When I want to check the weather
No hidden message in my verse
No need to play it in reverse
Spare your needling
Save your own soul
I’ll take care of me
Just a sinner in a saint’s façade
And with a faith like mine I kind of pray there’s no God
To answer to
What would I say?
Tell him, ‘sorry for the things I’ve done
But take a good look down
I’m not the only one’ and then he’d
Wish me well and send me straight to hell
And they say I’ll find my faith
All I have to do is pray
But as I’m winding down the days
I know it’s too late to be saved
Too late to be saved