Sleeping In Traffic

Asleep?

Waking up in panic

A room not hot or cold

Afraid to fall asleep again

My other side will unfold

I am on the edge of sanity

Far out in a hazy, troubled dream

I've scored the morning

A crimson red thought

Someone is struggling

With the battles I've fought

Sleeping in the traffic

Red lights turn to green

Blinding painted white lines

Moving in between

I am on the edge of sanity

Far out in a hazy, troubled dream

Time and time over

It's always the same

Reckon you know me?

Are you playing my game?

Me is my own worst enemy

Falling

In a room of frantic fools

Waiting for a juicy blues

I present my guitar song

Picking strings with tones too long

They see me with tired eyes

Hidden coughs, "he's full of lies!"

Cigarette smoke and black tar stains

Darkness feasts on my remains...

Please save me

Out of darkness into light

Still there's no salvation in sight

Seven wishes, what's the first?

Seven wishes, quench your blood-thirst

Killing has no consequence

In a world that makes no sense

Blow the brain that brought this up

Blow the brain that thought this thought

Please save me

Invitation to love

Lady in the doorway

With a face that's so kind

Caressing smells

Twisting my mind

Magical evening, and

She's got the glow

And though she's got it all

She's giving it away

Her eyes begin to glow

In the semi dark room

I move close and close my eyes

And welcome her lips to mine

She takes of her clothes

Let's them slide down her hips

Her body is glowing

And she's giving it away

In the bed i lie awake

There's one road for me to take

I must leave while there's still time

To find out this truth of mine

In the presence of seagulls

Sleep...I'm only sleeping

Notice that my eyes are open

Run...what am I running from?

The demons they can't catch me while I'm travelling

Dark...dark, dark darkness

Fill me up and set me free

Sea...I smell ocean air

Sleeping in the presence of seagulls

Captain Flurry

In the misty morning fog the dock lies clear

Salty smell of coral reeves appears this time of year

From the depths of mother earth he comes again

It's captain flurry and his henchmen

In spite of his old crooked back and generous age

The beard, the pipe, his rusty sword, he's a kleptomanic sage man

He knows the difference to what we call right or wrong

And the hench-men sing in their old song:

Har har, we have sailed far

From Norway to Peru

Whatever captain flurry says

You must believe it's true

He says that well you know, snow covers the igloos

He tells me that it's hot and dry in the Sahara desert

The kings and queens has got it in for us

And I just missed the bus

I'm running away now, away from pirates and seagulls and the dock of the bay

Reaching sweet perfumed city streets, scented by gasoline and neon lights in sweet cooperation

A guy yells: Hey! but I can't stop, 'cause the rhythm has got me by the balls, so to say

I'm sneaking into the backstreets and some sleazy 70's disco club

Funky club in the backstreet with the punk and the glazed eyed lover

The ceiling is a sky of bright, shining disco lights

Bee Gees on the gramophone, they're singing "ha ha ha ha

Staying alive", oh please, make me, take me through the night

But the laughter from her is an ocean of sleep to my restless soul

Tension leaves by her embrace and her breasts are warm, not cold

In reflection of some slim shade goggles

I decide to ease my stoned head

A punk stands in my freeway line

Taking up my precious time

His hair is dyed in the colour blue

Purple, green & yellow too

Hello Dolly on his lips

And Dixieland groove in his hips

He won't crack a smile for me

Won't be calm, he can't be, see

My arm is on the shoulder of

The woman his dream's dependant on

I have touched her deep inside

Have I? says I, I'm just passing by!

Say's he'll send me straight to hell

To teach me my lesson well

His lady's staring at me

She's a glace eyed lover - concrete stone faced

Super sonic ultra bitch

She's tasting cocktails - which is which, hi hi hi?

THE BITCH BREATHES FIRE

AND FIRE TAKES ME HIGHER THAN YOU (DO)

Sleep...I'm only sleeping

Dream...I'm only dreaming

Drink...I'm only driving

The punk is raising living hell

I decide to grow my shell

Run from here while I still can

'Cause he has a gun in his hand

Shooting bullets where they hit

Or wherever they may fit

My stomach begins to ache a bit

And I collapse while thinking; "shit"

THE GUN BREATHES FIRE

AND FIRE TAKES ME HIGHER THAN YOU (DO)

Awake?

Falling through the fire

No constant speed left

Falling faster and faster

Do I really exist?

Am I on the verge of sanity?

In this hell of false humanity

The sheets are filled with angst

I once thought I'd escaped

But time after time, the pattern is the same

I get trapped in myself

And there's no way out of here

My mind is the maze that only I can face

That only I can face

That only I can face

Me is my own worst enemy