All the simple empty
He could take
An empty schools fall
A streets forbidden paint
All the doors broken
Babes oh the babes simple empty
To get to my chin

The cop and the feel again

johnny had been asked of
when lie first appeared
just as a boy sounds of 1 or 2

johnny couldnt hold his head
he'd seens his mothers hands
just as a boy sounds of 1 or 2

built by a ship she'd travelled home
bringing hands beside
a girl he wouln't do

johnny had been asked of
when lie first appeared
built by a ship she'd travelled


its the way the general allows
eyes to wander
bringing a new laugh of terror
without tremor, the intent, to bury
johnny had been asked to surrender

just as mom had sworn, the salute

the deployment from ireland
the deploy, ment
i had been taken, finding
the tongues miss, plead
in the saying
not known, yourn

the man, churns
a sea, ferns
sagely, call

engaged, by man in chains
they are begging

hiding the mascara's rents
that one days length measured just i do
and inside of the tinsels twinkle
layed the cold and saved
ladies man who hadn't swung in time
to do much but hide in the rents of boys gone blue

antitrust

couldnt find that peace in his angered hands
longing for his desperate songs
i heard his wifes marriage
hiding the mascara's rents
that the boys flew off to find
layed the cold and saved days


in a rose tattoo

where irish winds had blown
suggesting i hadnt bent
to begin against a fin

and the way they hid the hen
laying jen down on the streets
corners with, and lights went

she'd have been better ought
she'd have been better ought

where irish winds had blown
suggest to me whiles
where irish gams told of him

poor old jen down on kev

im gonna make you are hurt today jenna

the turns, the burns
the tickets and the taxes
every time the lens would show
poor old jen headed off to kevins snows

lunch kendall?

A pittance he'd pave
A cry's been had
Recon'd good morrow
Splits of second
Never a man lifted
From the dark
Couldn't pass the light
To a row of tattoos
To a row of tattoos
I she'd of seen me
In a row of tattoos

The hateful beast
They made me breathe

He didn't speak near you

Kali murphy


Jenna what Did he do

the bambina, she will not speak
finding me in hurts honor as creeks
do i or wont she be the aisles
beside me in the hours
an hour and a prayer
an hour with lords and her saviors
they her sisters and gypsied
loves with ending questions
the bambina, a mystery of irish hands
boy would you just be him, never, again
when she's stuck to my side forever
the love you lost in the frames of her fathers
her sweaters around in the hands of another mans famine again

i aint allowed the soft hand
but you learn from me before a better man

lets give the girls some more italian boys

let me have a look at your minds
that was the population of earth
my intent was for you to understand
my civilization

chumps

actionable intel doesn't exist. im looking for instant coffee

you see how we pull to the shale in the rhythyms?

i have always felt it that way to

there and back
length of body out, and ankle it out like a full body power slide
on the face and back hand at once
when the swell and you measure down
she relents and lets you end her or with her
thats aggression

irish cutting you off now shane, have the land ledge movement
im on civil rights violation

trying to fight my way into prison

i'll drag every man who signed his life to me, away
through my castles in pain

jenna haze is on the other side in new york waiting

and rains of sands, soundly bobby, i'll go down

for when i became calm, a star an air force general from ireland

for the green fields of london call, speak of french again

for my grandmother elizabeth omeara of lietrim

blue in 2
hold
the
screams
your
hinge                  grab a texas shimmy'r to remove the slide

come back in 1 remove fret at 3 from the killing floor

going to the morse codes gonna hava

im taking jonny langs guitar off, make a duet

this a jazzy blue tie for miley's girlfriend

we gonna session it up to salt title it hinge
work it over for koko to show
wet works to peel the harmonica in to the damage
in 3 or 2 back 2 3 and 4 out
cat crawl throwing stolen thumbs  (thats my names)

thatta lets some water for lil walter

mike, lets steal the spoons from summertimes open scratch and play

when kendall gets home and doesn't cry learn how to resent me
and write that objective

its about ending the celebration,the wrong way
your blind, essays guides and knights of los angeles

being a soldier my whole life, leaves me to know for you
when its good to be scared. and type it  back to me

san francisco rude cruise
end 1
drawings of london overt bostones

chuckies keys hold

ok tara this is the pretty reckless tourbus we are throwing up requests for the santa barbara bowl with johnny lang and linkin park, figure you outs

that we lost the war within ourselves
the sun is all the grain leaves
the gold was the catch
the heave and *** of slaves labor
lying dead and downtrodden
on the shores and trenches of america

critical mass generation
thats military science
your passing, as am I
only I being a difference maker
can stand liberty up, a loan to france

thats 1009 emails

you know what colors are in my inbox?

when i became a bar room hero,
it was when she brought the medical records
of her son's heart surgery to me
while we were locked out of my country
we have spent 5 years raising jack jack

hi ken its kevin, fide et amor,  i remember doing a record gig for pennywise in carpinteria with pete rocky

being a civil rights leader ends a lifes able
the journalist's needs are to replace soldier
allowing leave and inroads are built in ink

thousand oaks library signing on