To all the nickle shit artists out there

I know you like to count your beans
I know you like to play your game
But you ain't never really been out there
Where the weathers not fair and it's heavy pain

You've lived inside your air conditioned world
You've lived by your calculators and cell phones
But you have no idea of the sacrifice needed
For what it takes to build even a modest home

You're too busy with your golf
You're too busy with your paper lies
You're too busy to understand that's it's
Only by the strong's mercy that you don't die

I hate all the weaklings lately
Especially the ones who don't know they are
They think they're the normal ones
Because they have this watch this tv this car

And oh yeah their credit is great
They've got it all lined up and straight
And digging a ditch straight to Hell
Like here comes the ending and they can't wait

But it's going to be death all over eternity
Abstract expressionistic imaginative and real
And oh how they think they know what's coming
But they only know how they feel

In their small little world
With their fill in the blank cards
Their statements as to what is policy
And what is and isn't supposed to be hard

They are the stench of garbage rotting
They are the squirming worms maggots and flys
That live off and around the efforts of others
And will do so until called upon to die

Hell isn't a big giant monster
A beast out to rip out your guts
It's the nagging bragging sagging dragging
Around their sorry butts

Right before your eyes
Right before anything next in line
That they always try to cut into
But they ain't gitten

In front of mine

Cause I ain't got one
All I have is this lonely heart
So go ahead and bring out your dead
There's always room for one more

In the cart


Neils
8:33 pm
11/19/2008

Tommorrow

Tomorrow

Suddenly becomes today
And I start remembering
What last night you had to say

You said you danced with a girl
Back in your high school days
That had more spray net in her hair
Than the B-52’s ever dreamed side ways

And what about that one
That wore her Poodle skirt to school
Man that was something
Her dancing like that at the edge

Of the rules

You were doin some slide stroll thing
You and John were tryin but Ronnie was the best
And that sweet thing that lived up on Blue Bonnet
She eventually put all of yall to the test

Not much rest but a good test

********

Sure there were some heart aches and breaks
That always came down the line
And you said one shouldn’t be too proud of ones self
And everyone deserved to have some regrets from

Time to time

But there was the music The Big Bopper
Buddy Holly even Elvis sang a tune
That had those 45’s spinnin
And girls swoonin in their rooms

Cute ones too with those white lace socks
And Pony tails in their hair
Like you wouldn’t carry their books home
For them even if you lived completely

Opposite of there

Kathy was the one taught you to dance
She eased you into that world
The twist woke you up to the
Outrageous subtle power of a girl

You even saw Misty again at the 10 year re-union
You were both all 74 wild in a parking lot
She in her Cadillac and both of you
Kinda getting off on the chance you

Might get caught

You take some risks you said you take some falls
And sure times can get hard and lean and tough
And you’re only young once but hey
If you do it right once is enough

But sometimes no matter how you recall it
It somehow has a sad streak runnin through
Yeah it’s true it’s true it’s true
Rock N Roll had a dad

And his name was the Blues

****
****

Tomorrow

Suddenly becomes today
And I woke up this morning
And remembered to remember
What you gave a damn enough

To say





Neils
9:20 am
11/16/2008

Will you love me

Amongst the trash
And stray dogs
All the broken hearts
And sorrow

Will you love me

In the afternoon
When the heat
Bares down
Like there's no tomorrow

Will you love me

As we tour
The grave yards
And the history
Of spoken tales

Will you love me

When you hear the
Defeated talking
Like there's no way out
But to admit we failed

Will you love me

When the birds start singing
Up there in the trees
When the vine with pink flowers
Are reaching out to you and me

Will you love me

Like the breeze that blows
Down Trails End's street
Like if I talk to you openly
And truthfully

Everyother phrase isn't something
I need to repeat



Neils
*written
about the summer of 2006
*
transcribed this time
10:04 am
11/15/2008


N....again

Blonde and Blue Eyed

She had two children
Of her own
We were both on the bus
And both riding home

She made it better
She made it worthwhile
She was easy on the eyes
And had a genuine smile

She was a runner and mother
But mainly a woman of dreams
She put on no false airs
She was exactly what she seemed

****
****

She was a walking inspiration
She was a sight to behold
She was the alpha and the omega
And made the world less cold


Neils
5:52 pm
11/06/2008
*
transcribed this time
12:29 pm
11/12/2008


N....again