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Thaddeus Dale Johnson - Junkyard Angel
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He built an angel out of junk
He welded every night
In his garage way after dark
Neighbors thought he lost his mind
Pitchfork for the ribcage
Bed frames for the legs
Fingers made of pistons
Car hood angel wings
The head was an old lantern
With silver dollar eyes
It sat on icepick shoulders
Log chains and old barbed wire
A driveshaft for the backbone
Arms of steel rails
Old padlocks and brass bolts
Bike rim for a halo
He build an angel out of junk
He welded every night
Windows flashing through the dark
Neighbors thought he lost his mind
I got a wild hair and the night is young
Tonight I let my horses run
I got grass stains on my shirt
And I’m full of piss and vinegar
The sun looks like the evening sky is burning down
And I’m steppin’ out
I got a wildfire burning in my soul
Tonight I let it lose control
I’ll let the night unravel
I’ll eat the poison apple
The full moons out and risin’ high above the clouds
And I’m steppin’ out
I got a wild hair and the night is young
I’m going till my song is sung
I got a heart that won’t be still
I’m gonna get my fill
I’m here to let my tangled mind come unwound
And I’m steppin’ out
I may forget the names and the places
If I should lose possession of all I own
And I can’t recognize any faces
I’ll always know the words to that old song
Such a sweet old song
There’s something deep inside they couldn’t reach it
Something that is yours and yours alone
Hard lessons there no one could teach you
You had to learn the hard way all along
All alone
If I wind up somewhere that’s unfamiliar
If I should ever lose my way back home
And I can’t tell the tune from the singer
I’ll always know the words to that old song
Such a sweet old song
It’s a greasy delight
Can always be sure
A long, long line
From here to the door
And I’m gonna get mine
I’m flyin in low
It’s a greasy surprise
I’m a fast food crow
Got a look in my eye
And a black, shiny coat
Come hell or lunch time
Know just where to go
And I’m gonna get mine
I’ll take it to go
It’s a greasy surprise
I’m a fast food crow
It’s a greasy delight
Left on the road
It’s a smellin’ like fries
Perhaps a bit more
Well I’m gonna get mine
I’m flyin’ in low
It’s a greasy surprise
I’m a fast food crow
Got a hole in my bucket
And a hitch in my step
I took off a driving
But I’m back where I left
The hill was too long
I left a trail of smoke
Started rollin’ back down
To the bottom of the road
Stranded in the Badlands
Busted down and broke
Ahh…never trust a ride with fake wood on the sides
I abandoned that wagon
For once and for all
Took the license plates off
And dug a small hole
Left the keys in the ignition
And clothes in the trunk
I bid it all good riddance
All I ever owned was junk
Stranded in the Badlands
And shit out of luck
You got your painted smile
But yer eyes are just a mess
Someone ate the rat
It’s anyone’s guess
Somebody showed their wild card
Way before they bet
But you didn’t come this far
By playing hard to get
Old whore in a new dress
You seen a lot of miles
Got a long and shady past
You could always bum a cigarette
Without wasting a breath
You’d buy this town for nothing down
And sell it back again
Well if you’re gonna play this long
You do what you know best
Old whore in a new dress
You got your painted smile
But yer eyes are just a mess
Somebody done you wrong
Someone got done to them
Well it’s another new town
Somewhere you have never been
Guess we all have been around
A little more or less
Old whore in a new dress
You got a face
Only a mother could love
Got a bad handle
But it fits just like a glove
Born with a mean streak
It’s a chip off the block
You fight your shadow
But nobody’s every won
It’s a one on one
You got a scar
For every day you’ve been around
Got a big heart
And sometimes it took you down
I’ll stand beside you
Any side you may be on
But you fight your shadow
You’ll have to do that on your own
It’s a one on one
You’re getting’ older
You’re getting’ wiser for the wear
You take it slower
You find the time to just be there
To smell the flowers
Take a walk out with your son
He fights his shadow
Someday you’ll show him if you won
A little one on one
When winters are endless and gun metal grey
Snow looks like cold ashes blowin’ away
And we’ll be alright if we ever get through
Through the long stretch of the January blues
They cut back our hours just before holidays
Guess the markets gone sour and somebody must pay
To keep the food on the table and the roof up above
We gotta do what we can or Santa won’t come
When I hear the geese in the dark frozen sky
And I get the feeling everything’ll be alright
When I look in your eyes and I know we’ll get through
Through the last leg of the January blues
Well I know my neighbors wonder
They all got a crewcut lawn
While I play my heathen music
My boy waters dandelions
Well I’m ready for the country
But I can’t afford to leave
I’m stickin’ out like a sore thumb
Among the uppercrust elite
Well I know my neighbors wonder
‘bout the company I keep
The comings and the goings
A whole family of black sheep
I’m headed out to greener pastures
Plant a garden in the lawn
I’m gonna play my heathen music
Maybe plant a dandelion
…sleep…the final frontier
For years and millennia man has tried to get to sleep
To knock off for the day
To dream without falling…
Going through the motions
Of an old routine
On a beaten path
Moving in a dream
Walking through an ocean
Blend in with the scene
Tryin’ to just break even
But you’re several miles deep
…there’s room at the top
There’s a long, long line
And we’re all steppin’ off
One sleeper at a time…
Going through the motions
Of an old routine
On a beaten path
You can get used to anything
Even in the off years
We stood there counting sheep
While everyone all followed
We just wanted to believe
Someone’s let you down
Or you’d be ridin’ high
Someone done you wrong
It happens every time
Your day in the sun
Someone brought the rain
Won’t point at anyone
But someone’s got to blame
To call a spade a spade
When the tables turn around
And you're still sittin’ there
When all the worlds against you
And no one’s playin’ fair
But your days’ gonna come
They’re gonna draw your name
When your turn comes around
And no one else is in the game
To call a spade a spade
She stood the test of time and hard weather
She cries when it rains
And smiles in the morning sun
She’s haunted by the days and nights forgotten
She’s not hiding no more – or holding nothing back
This time baby’s built to last
She’s turned the page and trying to start over
She picked up the pieces and held ‘em in her hand
Open up the shades let the sun come shining
Yesterday is gone and tomorrow is so vast
And this time baby’s built to last
And when you rise and shine don’t ever falter
Don’t you slide back down
Don’t spend your time in vain
Nothing is more precious than this moment
And now you’ve come around full circle from the past
And this time baby’s built to last
Deep inside the heart of man
There’s endless miles of desert sand
Wind blows hard across yer tracks
Don’t stray too far – where you can’t come back
There’s a forest dark in the heart of man
With trees so tall – that no sun gets in
Better leave a trail – to get you back
Don’t you get lost by yer own hand
There’s a mountaintop you can see forever
See a meadow where wild flowers bloom
There’s a crystal stream that leads to a river
Flows to an ocean of endless blue
Deep inside the heart of man
There’s endless miles of sacred land
We came before and we’ll come again
To walk somewhere we’ve never been
One More Last Chance Farewell Tour -
If you slow down you might stop for good
If you nod out at the street light
And should you give up and the bottom drops out
What’s it all worth to have a good life
You got what you want and list its allure
One more last chance farewell tour
Write what you know and do what you do
Your life on the road – now it’s doing you
Garage full of cars and house full or rooms
And there’s no one left to come home to
Gave all you got – now it’s takin’ you more
One more last chance farewell tour
If you slow down you might stop for good
If you nod out in the spotlight
There’s a tear in the dark – a glimpse of the truth
One more last song just to get you through
The heartache won’t numb and there ain’t any cure
One more last chance farewell tour
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