Disposable Man (Nyswonger)

 

I should have known better, put 2 & 2 together

when you switched from overdrive to reverse

I was just a grinning head in your trophy room

Small consolation that I wasn’t the first

And you used me up – used me up and tossed me into the can

You used me up - I was your disposable man

 

You call me Joe Blow disposable man Joe Blow

You used me, you let go, let go

 

I fooled myself believing I was part of your life

Not just some part of some degrading machine

But when the dance was over the lights came on

I could see your love was only obscene

And you used me up – used me up and tossed me into the can

You used me up - I was your disposable man

 

Gonna come a day when your looks are gone

Gonna come a day when your nights are long

Gonna come a day when you pray for one more Joe Blow

 

Terminal Blvd. (Arduser)

 

I thought I was living in the best of times

The worst of times were left behind

I thought I’d never believe a lie

 

It started simple, it always does

Next thing you know I felt a shove

I got in line and saw the sign above to

Terminal Blvd

 

Everyone said “you’re gonna love it here”

And from far away it looked so clear

But that’s only ‘cause there’s nothing there

 

And everyday I wake is the same

I swear I’m not gonna play this game

By six ‘o clock I’m riding with the gang to

 

Terminal Blvd

 

Temporal – this world won’t last forever

Temporal – maybe the sooner the better

Still and all it’s hard to say goodbye

 

Another thought just crossed my mind

But I forgot it right on time

It doesn’t pay to know your crime on

 

Terminal Blvd

 

Not A Pretty Face (Fetters)

 

I got all the friends that money can buy

I don’t have to tell the truth so I don’t even try

I cheat on my tax and I’m never gonna die

Ain’t got no friends that money can’t buy

 

Chorus: An honest life is a heartbreaking hustle

You better learn that your heart is a muscle

So make it hard – it gets a little rough

You might have talent – but talent ain‘t enough

You need help from a lower power

When your chance comes you only get an hour

I found a way that could save the human race

But they ain’t gonna hear it ‘cause I’m not a pretty face

 

It took a little while to become corrupt

But I had mouths to feed and there never was enough

So I hired me a dude I knew who had the right stuff

To do the dirty work while my nails got buffed

 

Chorus

 

I don’t know where I’d be without my prozac pills

It takes the edge away when I’m forced to kill

And then I smoke a little dope and I drink a little swill

One hand on my bible, the other in the till

 

Chorus

I’m not a pretty face…

U.G.L.Y. I ain’t got no alibi. I’m ugly. I’m ugly.

 

My Friend The King (Fetters)

 

Kings can’t buy everything

They can’t buy you. They can’t buy a dream

A king might say, “Baby, it’s you!”

But kings don’t always tell the truth

 

Chorus:

My friend the king

My friend the king

I would not change places for anything

 

He hides his money and digs a hole

‘Cause he don’t need it where he goes…

 

Chorus

 

On your knees, on your knees…my friend the king

 

He takes that woman, gives her the gas

She don’t like him, but he don’t ask

Home at last…home at last…home at last

 

You Will Never be Satisfied (Nyswonger)

 

If I told you the truth you would never believe it

If I showed you the way you would say I was up to something

I could build you a palace and be sure

First you would locate every exit door….

 

You will never be satisfied

 

If I gave you my word you’d go searching for hidden meaning

So restless & lost – things that we have in common

Priceless treasures cast off or ignored

Eyes on the horizon pedal floored

 

You will never be satisfied

 

The Problem Song (Fetters)

 

I changed my name exchanged my friends

And I burned the bridge so I can’t go back again

And I hit the wall so I hung a left but I kept looking back because I’m still obsessed

 

And the sun comes up while I go down

The truth appears and it orbits around

 

I wake up with a problem and I think it’s gonna last

I can’t pretend to understand

 

Isolation is an angry crowd

Feet stuck in the mud - mind lost in a cold gray cloud

Am I so alone, am I so unique?

That sad old fear rides me like a dying beast

 

And the moon is full, I’m losing ground

Truly I am lost and going down

Going down

 

But I can’t shake this problem

And I know it’s gonna last

I can’t pretend to understand

Why I can’t go back again

Why I can’t go back again

 

I went to bed all warm and snug

But I woke up in a shallow grave I dug

No buttons to push, no chains to jerk

I just gave up ‘cause my way –

It don’t work

 

And I can’t shake this problem….

 

Hope It Works Out (Arduser)

 

Did your therapist tell you to steal my guitar?

Or was it your own idea, I didn’t think you thought things through that far

Did your mother tell you to burn my clothes

When your dad saw the books on Greta Garbo did he say, “Please, could I have those?”

 

Well I hope it works out

I hope you make money

And you find somebody you can push around

Yeah I hope it works out

With the Easter bunny and you convince some dummy to polish your crown

‘cause it was never gonna be me

 

On my birthday you always thought I got too much attention

So I’d pretend like I forgot but that was met with the very same aggression

You’ve got a mean streak ten miles wide

I couldn’t live on that stretch of road

I had to step aside

 

 

Instead Of The Bottle (Arduser)

 

It’s impossible, I said, I’m at a bar.

She said, “I know you too well, you’d say that wherever you are.

I wanna see you alive and tonight

 

You could kiss me instead of the bottle.”

 

Well she needs me at her side and I’ve forgotten my name

Whatever occurs, I will take all the blame

I self-destruct every time there’s bad luck

 

And I could kiss her tonight instead of the bottle

 

There’s more than one way to skin a cat

But I do not want to listen to that

Why do I create the very thing that I hate?

 

When I could kiss her tonight instead of the bottle

 

The Great Communicator (Nyswonger)

 

I cut a noble figure – had a knack for sports

A figurehead was needed who looked good on a horse

Substance takes a back seat when image can be sold

I breezed through the audition to land my biggest role

 

But Mommy, I really can’t recall

Did I crush the evil empire by showing off my sword?

Believe me I always tried my best

I’m the Great Communicator

But I missed my nap, I sure could use some rest

 

Memos flying everywhere, meeting without end

The microphone relaxed me, the camera was my friend

Producers & directors were whispering in my ear

The scripts were mostly boring, but at least my role was clear

 

But Mommy, my memory is blank

There was something ‘bout the Contras needing cash for guns & tanks

Believe me I always tried my best

I’m the Great Communicator

But I missed my nap, I sure could use some rest

 

I’ll rise to the defense of Mom & flag & apple pie

I’ll build of a web of satellites & lasers in the sky…

 

But Mommy…Mommy…Mommy….