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!