Sanddollars

1,2,3 Your illegal name in watercolor On a piss stained Frisco truck Hoping some camera'd catch your face And the rain came down And the fat worms showed up like seared shut Half clotted blood vein sections Fast fossil dried up You've got no God hand in the when of a raindrop And the paint the you use was waterbased The sound of light rain and burning leaves is the same The hound in night's brain learning dreams is untamed There'll be a time for drying up and dying on sidewalks Years for beards in the bushes in someone's backyard Dead dog in the shade Like an empty old seed pod Did you stay up all night? Sprawled out over a xerox enlargement of my placecard Weeping backstage With the pretty plus ones ignoring you Ooh these are selfish times Oooh these are selfish times Ooh these are selfish times I got shellfish dimes and sandollars I'll no longer be the whit or gaylord's heavy The glasses, beard, and bigwig must go I did not play bigger bank in the backseat Of the cheese that seemed risky But my jeans were called huskys I wrote this one on chipped dead elephant ivory And when they come I close the closest door I wanted to breath on beat And go a fifth higher than my physical voice was coined for I wanted to serve with hunger But my gut split and the hunger men poured into war Ohhh, these are selfish times Oohhhh, these are selfish times Ohhh, these are selfish times I got shellfish dimes and sanddollars Did you stay up all night? Sprawled out over a xerox enlargement of my placecard Weeping backstage with the plus one babes No!