THE SURREALIST CAFE

Woman with an eye-patch walking by the window
Long hair blowing in the wind
Maybe she’s from Egypt, lately of Morocco
Probably drives a Cadillac with fins

She looks inside the window, one good eye can see me
I smile, but she won’t betray a thing
Maybe she’s had bad news, probably wants to tell me
Maybe she’s not doing anything

Life is good today at the Surrealist Cafe
My mind is wandering again
Life’s good everyday at the Surrealist Cafe
All you have to do is come on in

I’d like to trace her lineage, find out where she started
We might be related or something
Maybe she’s a Mensa, probably reads the Tarot
Might be Mickey Rourke’s long lost twin
I think she wants to talk now, lips are almost moving
One foot points toward the door
Maybe she’s attracted—probably thinks I’m handsome
Wants to make a move but she’s not sure

Life is good today at the Surrealist Cafe
My mind is wandering again
Life’s good everyday at the Surrealist Cafe
All you have to do is come on in

Woman with an eye-patch walking by the window
Long hair blowing in the wind
She looks inside the window, extends her middle finger
Turns around and walks away again

Life is good today at the Surrealist Cafe
My mind is wandering again
Life’s good everyday at the Surrealist Cafe
My heart has melted again 



ONE SHOT AT GLORY

One chance to know me is all you get
She looked at me and sighed
Life’s full of moments we all regret
Don’t make this one of mine

And the loneliness her heart expressed
When her eyes looked into mine
Said one chance to know me is all you get

One shot at glory is all you get
You must leave your fears behind
Life’s full of people you can’t forget
I’ve spent my lifetime trying

And the loneliness her heart expressed
When her eyes looked into mine
Said one shot at glory is all you get

A chance to feel alive
Leave the safe-house far behind
A reckless place to go
A place you want to know

One chance to love me is all you get
Because I’m not the patient kind
The rest of the city is safe in bed
And it’s almost closing time

And the loneliness her eyes expressed
When her heart looked into mine
Said one shot at glory is all you get
And the loneliness our hearts express
Like a drum that’s beating time
Saying one shot at glory is all you get
One shot at glory is all you get 



THINGS MORE IMPORTANT

Did you ever have a day in your life
You didn’t do a single thing
Stared off into space, feeling fine
Comfortable with everything

Are you older now
In tune with things more important

Did you ever meet a girl in your life
Who simply took your breath away
Ever see a painting, or hear a song
Knowing that you felt that way

Are you older now
In tune with things more important

Things more important
Like keeping your heart locked away
From the things that you love
But, can’t safe
From the things that you love

Did you ever find a needle in the hay
Ever find that pot of gold
Did it make you feel special
Make you say that everything was yours to hold

Are you older now
In tune with things more important
Are you older now
In tune with things more important 



RIVER OF TEARS

River of tears, sorrow of love
All of these things that are so human
She knows them well enough
There’ll be no sleep, no not tonight
Only the echo of the gunfire
In the pale moonlight

So come away my love
I’ll take you by the hand
The world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand

Men talk of peace, all that she knows
Is the peace that you can find
In the time that it takes to reload
Justice is done in Heaven or Hell
And what’s left we make for ourselves
She knows it well

So come away my love
I’ll take you by the hand
The world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand

In a world gone mad
Who tries to understand
When it’s all so crazy
You can vanish out of hand

River of tears, sorrow of man
All of these things that are so human
She tries to understand
There’ll be no sleep, no not tonight
Only the echo of the gunfire
In the pale moonlight

So come away my love
I’ll take you by the hand
The world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand 



FALL AWAY

She went down to the water, cold and deep
Trusting in the Angels her soul to keep
She waded in the water, closed her eyes
Feeling like a spirit, under blue-black skies

Fall away, fall away
Life’s a dream, dry your tears

She floated in the water night into day
And all of her sorrow was washed away
Everything she wanted, everyone she knew
Became a memory, fade into blue

Fall away, fall away
Life’s a dream, dry your tears
Fall away, fall away
You’ll be safe sister dear
Fall away, fall away

If I were a sailor I’d be all right
Drifting in the current, day into night
Out upon the water, I’d close my eyes
Chasing Angels, under blue-black skies

Fall away, fall away
Life’s a dream, dry your tears
Fall away, fall away
You’ll be safe, sister dear
Fall away, fall away
Now you’re home, dry your tears
Fall away, fall away
life’s a dream, sister dear 



DAMOCLES’ SWORD

It’s been a hard year all around
Can’t think straight when everything’s upside down
Been a long time since we’ve known
The kind of peace of mind that makes a house a home

So tell me do you want me this way

Tell me one thing I don’t know
If I pack my bag will a single tear even show
Are you restless, mad or bored
Feels more and more like I’m living under Damocles’ Sword

So tell me do you want me this way
Hurts us more each day
Can’t you find a reason to smile anymore

My tears fall like rain from the sky
I beg you to please let me know why
Do you want me this way

There’s a high road and a low
One in between tell me which way to go
If you want me, say for sure
I’m losing my mind sitting under Damocles’ Sword

So tell me do you want me this way
Hurts us more each day
Can’t you find a reason to smile
Feels like all the while
That we’ve been living under Damocles’ Sword 



ARSONISTS

A call from a phone booth in Heaven knows where
It rings on and on, but nobody’s there
Sometimes we’re saved by the simplest things
A moon in the sky while a telephone rings

A run-down cafe on the backside of town
A warm shot of bourbon to help the food down
The waitress is pretty-she looks out of place
Thinking of you as I look in her face

Partners in crime, it’s almost insane
We burn ourselves down and pray for the rain
Partners in time, we’re arsonists all
Stand there amazed as the Temple does fall
Some things don’t come back again

A call from a phone booth in Heaven knows where
It rings on and on, but I really don’t care
Sometimes we’re saved by the simplest things
A moon in the sky while a telephone rings

Partners in crime, it’s almost insane
We burn ourselves down and pray for the rain
Partners in time, we’re arsonists all
Stand there amazed as the Temple does fall
Some things don’t come back again 



THE DARK AND LONESOME ROAD

Martin Luther and Jimmy D.
Here comes trouble like you’ve never seen
One’s a bully, one’s a cheat
Steal the shoe-shine right off your feet

They go down alone
The dark and lonesome road they call their home

Martin Luther says to me
Tip your hat, boy, to Mr. D
You may not like us—we don’t care
But, you’ll respect us or live in fear

They go down alone
The dark and lonesome road they call their home
Yes, they go down alone
The dark and lonesome road they call their home

Martin Luther and Jimmy D.
Ain’t got no love in their hearts
For either you or me

They go down alone
The dark and lonesome road they call their home
You know they go down alone
That dark and lonesome road they call their home 



RESURRECTION

I’m ready for a resurrection, take the coins from my eyes
My fingers are all moving, there’s color in the sky
I’ve been so long down in the black of the tunnel I can’t breath
I’m ready for a resurrection

I’m ready for some trouble, I think it might be fun
I’ll throw myself a party, and piss-off everyone
I’ve been so long down in the dark of the dungeon I can’t see
I’m ready for some trouble

I’ve been down so long this town looks like Heaven to me
I feel so good I just can’t help but believe
I’m ready for a resurrection

I’m ready for some night life, I want to dance on my grave
I made a resolution, I’m going to ride on a wave
I want to run like a blind man into the fires of love
I’m ready for some night life

I’ve been down so long this town looks like Heaven to me
I feel so good I just can’t help but believe
I’m ready for a resurrection

I'm ready for a resurrection, I’m opening my eyes
My heart has started beating, I’m coming back to life
I’ve been so long down in the shadow of the valley I can’t dream
I’m ready for a resurrection 



GODDESS

There is no use in praying to your Goddess anymore
Her ears have been filled with stone
There is no long and winding road that leads you to her door
Now you’re standing all alone
And it’s hard to tell us what you feel inside
But, you know that something there has died
Has died
Your heart has been turned to stone

There is no use in searching for your Goddess anymore
She’ll no longer comfort you
There is no way to go back to the place you were before
Now you don’t know what to do
And it’s hard to ask us what to feel inside
But, you know that something isn’t right
It’s not right
Your heart has been turned to stone

She’s got the eyes of Isis
And the Heart of a Siren
And the will that breaks you right down
You feel like crying
When you hear her sighing
Everytime you come around

There is no need to kneel before your Goddess anymore
She’s only flesh and blood like you and me
There is no long and winding road that leads you to love’s door
That’s all Mythology
It’s hard to tell us what you feel inside
But, you know that something there has died
Has died
My heart has been turned to stone
My heart has been turned to stone