Lyrics...

ALWAYS BETWEEN WARS (music by M. Hofer/lyrics by Falling James)

Hello, Mary, do you remember me
We were to marry, before I went overseas

We are always between wars.

Tell me there's no war today, I see one in your eyes
A killer pretty girl, she's paying for the guns

We are always between wars.

And there is a girl, a face like a sigh
She could save me with her face, if she only knew
A million miles from home, a place you'll never be
Back in California, you are asleep

We are always between wars.

Oh, I want to bring this war just to your front door
Show you how I feel and make you feel some more

We are always between wars.

NOBODY HOME (music by Jimi Green/words by Falling James)
There's no one here, there's no one there, there's no one out there anywhere. You're all alone, there's nothing to do. We're all wasted in our zoos. Look into my fucked up eyes, do you think you see paradise? What you want, I am not real, a walking corpse, necrophilia. Nobody is at home! We're a latchkey generation, we don't need our dads' permission. Hiding in your west side house, no one's ever coming out if you need help or feel alone. There's no one up, they're all just clones. Bombing people from the air, who they kill they don't care. Nobody is at home.

DUMB AS A CRAYON (dedicated to Kim Kelly) (music/lyrics by Falling)

you're dumb as a crayon
a bad banana

Lindsay's dad says stay away, she's only going to bring you down
she's a bad banana, a bad banana, spoiling the other fruit

but what does Mr. Weir know?
I shoplift at your daddy's store!
what does Mr. Weir know?
what does he know?
what does he know?

Dennis likes Lindsay, Dennis like Lindsay, but I love Kim, it's true
I love her blue jacket, the one that they laughed at,
those stupid kids at school

Mr. Weir says you do drugs
and you ditch school
you killed Millie's Dog
you didn't know
you didn't know

I got stuck in a parking lot
just to see you
the ceiling was so low
at the museum
my van couldn't move

I like the way
your smile implies a crime
and says "let's get out of here"
they'll never know
they'll never know

I've never been to the laser show

USE YOUR OWN WEAPONS AGAINST YOU (Falling)

I'm going to use your own weapons against you
the traps you've set will forget whom to obey
the bombs you think you've dropped will rise up to your plane
you fly so high, you never see the hell you've left behind

you're going to feel how it feels to be on the ground
you're going to see what it means to be unreal
and disappear like you were never here
and disappear like you were never born

oh, I was tied up backstage while you got the fame
you're a bad actress without a script, let's see you get out of this
celebrities we've been assigned are all inbred, bland and fake
real charisma you'll never see on your TV
and you're already caught on your own fishnets, you'll have to chew off your
legs to escape

THE ASSISTANT'S MAGICIAN (music by Melanie Vammen, lyrics by Falling James)

something's up, something's wrong
first you're here,then you're gone

take me to the next place

old New York? it's gone
San Francisco? it's gone

take me to the next place
I've got nothing to say to you

the Lower East Side? it's gone
China Basin? it's gone

and the assistant? she doesn't know
she's so pretty! pretty gone!

take me to the next place

future joy? deferred
love and sex? deferred
animals? de-furred

take me to the next place
cuz New York is gone!

MY LOST DANIELLE (Falling James)

does she remember that night
that night and every night
for the rest of her life
well I do, all the time

oh, no, that's not something I can change

she wore lavender and lace, I thought I was in space
surrounded by her arms
that was my favorite
place
ask Cathy and Jack
they were sitting in the back
of a limousine
'til time ran out and we had to go

well, I guess we had to go
well, I guess I'll never know
well, I guess we had to go

I walked back to the Tropicana
as if it was still standing
hoping somehow you'd know
for all I know you're blocks away
living somewhere else today
some place like L.A.

did you leave behind
something that you wanted all the time
oh no, now you're certain, now you know

the way she fixed the vote
to win the game, I was the prize
and set up our late
night
half blind
double date
and threw me 'round the room
after Jack and Cathy left
that's when I wish time
that's when I wish that time had quit
now I'm certain, now I know

I went back to the Tropicana
as if it was still standing
hoping somehow you'd know
they tore it down, my last connection
that's the way it always happens
they're not very sentimental
in Hollywood
no
ever wonder why I stare at the walls all the time?
ten years in a row
that's my secret, now you know

does she remember that night . . .

I WANNA BE YOU (words Falling; music Jimmy Green)

I just wanted to say, though you hear it everyday
while we're still alive in the same century
though you're oceans away, I just had to say
I wanna be you, I wanna do the things you do
I wanna look the way you look when you're on the ice
These are some things I know about us
you drive too fast, and I watch too much television

SMOKE FOLLOWS BEAUTY (music by Melanie Vammen; words by Falling)
When we left town, the hills were still green, like they get
once a year. Well, everybody was jumping on somebody else, all the
cats and dogs and lady bugs. Tell me what it's like back there,
I can't go back , but I still care. Tell me what it's like back there.
Tried to keep my eyes on the road, but you are quite a distraction.
Well I'm driving fast and driving Jimmy Green, and I'm a thousand miles
away from Silver Lake, tell me what it's like back there...
You look so pretty, dressed in a cloud, drifting.
Stopped in Chiloquin, went down a side road, just to smoke out and
skip stones. Well, I need a vacation from my holiday. Feel like I'm living
in trucker time. Tell me what it's like back there, I can't go
back but I still care.

BASH IN YOUR FACE (words by Falling; music by Jimmy Green)

I'm going to bash in your face
tomorrow I'll be sorry
But right now I'm not really worried
I'm going to bash in your face
it's instant, it's justice
it's the first thing I could think of!

Bash in your face, tomorrow I'll be sorry, but right now I'm not worried
I blame it on you, I blame it on my parents,
I blame it on the victim for getting in my way!

You're going to bash in my face in a sports bar
You're going to bash in my face because of what I'm wearing
You're going to bash in my face because of what team I like!

BOB HOPE (lyrics by Whitey Sims & spoken word lyrics by James/music by Falling James)

There he goes with his Roman nose -- Bob Hope
There he goes, he's solid gold -- Bob Hope

Look out, Ho Chi Minh, here he comes
with a bunch of bad jokes and his stupid grin
Ronny's friend, Johnny's friend, Tricky Dick's friend
and Eisenhower's friend

Wanna laugh at the apocalypse, talk to Bob Hope
Wanna sit over a beer and cigarettes, with Bob Hope
Get a bullet and your head for your heart, with Bob Hope
He's going to drag you down laughing in the end, Bob Hope

Here he is, out in Vietnam
Crawl back to Korea, there he was
World War II, road to Rio
Gonna take you out and put you in the battlefield

Wanna get yourself in a cast in a minute -- Bob Hope
He's got a bunch of cast of characters with him, Bob Hope
Brings his warmonger entertainment friends, Bob Hope
Always on the road with Brooke Shields and Natalie Cole

(spoken word section)
Ha, ha. How about that Army food? Ha, ha. I don't know, it's not like I don't really understand. Ha, ha. When I came here to Vietnam, I said to the generals, "Hey, I don't play to empty houses -- where are the rest of the soldiers? I don't care if they're fighting." Ha, ha. So the generals brought 'em in, and they came and they got real drunk, and they saw Ann Margret show off her legs. On the way home, I guess they got ambushed by those dirty criminals in the bushes, those communists. I slayed 'em, I slayed 'em!

He has the deed to the end of the world
He's not even American, for chrissakes! Bob Hope
Wanna get the lowdown on the end of the world, torture? Bob Hope
Wanna get the joke? Go ahead, it's Bob Hope
ha, ha

SHE'S GOT BUGS (words by Whitey Sims; music by Falling; title by Bobby Belltower)

A-curly haired and yellow teeth
chocolate smeared around her mouth
no one wants to play Twister with her
all the boys throw her sucker in the dirt

she's got bugs

I want to take her to the country fair
I want to take her roller skating there
But all she seems to want to do is dance
I want to get inside her tiny little pants!

Her mother works it's said in real estate
her father planted his seed and split
her best friend is the social worker
I think I dig her because I'm going in

BLEACH IN THE FISHTANK (words by Whitey; words/music by Falling)

First they came for the homosexual fish,
then they came for the Jews!
When they catch up and they catch up with you
they're going to make a bonsai animal out of you

pour bleach in the fishtank, I can't take it no more!

my boss is driving me crazy
everybody's putting me down
I can't take it anymore!

spend my days swimming around in a circle
a square glass circle
but I never get anywhere
To you, I'm just a fish
in between a plant and a pet
looking good in your bookshelf
but I'm swimming around
in a glass circle hell!!

I'M O.K. (lyrics by Whitey Sims, music by Craig Fischer)

Well, I just got out of the hospital today
They stitched my wrist and said I was okay
There wuz the shrink
He wuz standin' by the shrubs
With a handful of pills and a shot of Thorazine
He stuck the needle into my butt
And the last thing he said to me wuz
Always remember this:

I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay
Well, I'm okay

Well,
I got home and there was my wife
She was looking pretty fucking nice
So I gave her a kiss on the cheek
And I walked on down the hall and there wuz my son
He waz playing with some type of plastic army tank
So I patted him on the head
And then I looked outside and the grass wuz looking long
So I decided it must need to be cut


I went into the garage and got the mower out
But it didn't have no gas in it
So I opened up the door to the toolshed
But all I saw wuz a bottle of Jack
I took one shot
I took two shots
I took eight shots and I wuz feeling pretty good
Then I raped my wife in the ass and slit my son's throat
But I was all right cuz I remembered

I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm o-k-k-k

I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm o-k-k-k

Then I went upstairs to get my gun
I lifted up the mattress and there it was
I put the pistol in the palm of my hand and shoved it in the back of my
pants
Then I went outside and the sun was up and the birds were chirping and it was nice
And there was Mr. Jones sitting on the front porch sipping a beer and
reading the Sunday funnies
I said "Hey, Mr. Jones what's up?"

He said, "Hey, Chris, how was the hospital? Did they treat you? Did they
make you better? Did they teach you to treat your wife like she was queen
and your son like he was a a king?"

I said, "Yeah Mr. Jones they always taught me there to express the way I
was feeling at that moment."
So I pulled the pistol out and I shot him in the face and he fell down into
his paper

Then I ran down the street to the Burger King, or may it was the Burger
Queen or the Burger Thing
And there were five people standing in line and I figured '"What the hell
they don't even care about their health."
So I pointed my pistol at them and I emptied out the barrel in all of them
And they fell on the floor and then I ran back home
Cuz I was startin' to feel bad for what I did

Then I got in the master room and I tried to string myself
Up with my shoelaces, you know?
But the string broke and all that was left was a pink ring around my throat
Then I heard the sirens screaming
They were coming up the street
I think they were coming for me
The tires screeched to halt and I what did I see?

Then I peeked out of my mini-blinds and what did I see
It wasn't my mom but it was my shrink
He had megaphone, leaned across the hood of one them cars and he was saying
to me
He said, "Chris, come out of the house. We have you surrounded. We don't
want to hurt you. We want to help you. We want to be your friends."
Well, I wadn't no fool so I waived my pistol in front of the window and
said "You ain't taking me back to that place. You told me I was fixed and
I was straight."

But he was a professional, you know, so he spoke to me with his Ph.D. He
said, "Chris, don't you remember how much you loved the drugs we gave you
back in the hospital? There were the pink ones that looked little hearts,
and the ones that tasted like candy canes. There were the ones that we
fixed in your arm and the ones that we stuck in your butt."

Then I threw up my hands in the air. I said, "Take me in. I'm yours. I
do love drugs." But I remembered as I said it one last thing and I shouted
at the top of my lungs

I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm o-k-k-k
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm o-k-k-k
But you're not

CHLOROFORMALITY (words by Falling; music by Mark Pritchard)

Overcome by jasmine like it was chloroform. Overpowered and
ashamed. It started as a game, now it's something beyond a game.
Inside a secret thigh. Bound and gagged, no ransom was ever paid.
And you wanted to be saved, you didn't wanna have to ask. You gotta
love me in this lifetime, or I'll...or I'll...halfway house, halfway
home where the wind is cheap rain. In the absence of feeling, even
pain is a pleasure. Legs turn to flesh cut off by sharks.

HOW CAN I EXPLODE? (Falling)

How can I explain this feeling
that I get? I want to destroy
someone besides myself. Am I a
boy or am I a girl? There's no
place for me in this world.

Feeling like a book, a book
up on a shelf.. Waiting for Tom
Waits to finish the sequel. Who
cares who I look like or who I'm
sleeping with? Who do you think
you are, the fashion police?

When will I explode, and say
what I really should? When will I
shut up when it does me no good?
The answer is so plain, when are
we taking off?

SO FUCKED UP (Falling)

seems like a cruel joke to play on a kid
to bring into a world that looks like this

does the desert remember when it was the sea?
Just like I was thinking about you and me

don't know what you want or where you'll go
wonder if the freeway ever closes

I'm so fucked up, so are you
it's all that we ever do

WHAT CISSY SAID (Falling)

what Cissy said when I was
five years old
five years old
we must be getting on
further up the block
to the vacant lot
no matter what you say
no matter what you do
it will find you

(My life is a hallway with 10,00 doors.
Behind each one lies a day and 4 walls.)

shooting galleries
shot down galaxies
the sea like turpentine
strike a match, and blow a fire

five years old
five years old
we must be getting off
little red balloons
in the month of June
no matter what you say
no matter what you do
she will find you

WALK LIKE A RIVER (words/music by Bobby Belltower)

walk like a river into my house
through the front door and down the hall
walk like a river into the heart of my house

stand like a ruler, red robe on you shoulder
with a hand in a fate and the hour gone over
stand like a ruler, move like a king and dream

speak like a tree with a flaming tongue
roll over and pass the bread
drink in like a mute with his cap unscrewed
and let it all run to your head

and walk like a river out over the sea

strapped like a cat to the side of the map
deliver me to back when the world was a dare
and stop by the station, the dark edge of our nation
and give me the chance to meet you down there

COME (Falling)

things you think you own
they are all a loan
come the revolution, you'll see
just how much you mean to me

diamonds you love to wear
where they come from
you don't care
come the revolution you'll know
you will be the first to go

SUBMARINE Y (Falling-words/music; Bobby Belltower - words)

my flesh is unfinished and
starting to roam,
the very evasion of muscle and bone
survivors spill on the mattress or
the canvas, something else is
here, but what isn't clear

your idolatrous disaster looms
at the bottom of a sleepy lagoon
an evacuation
from the train station
now I'm not here, I'm not there

submarine Y
submarine xyz, abc
raise the periscope
dive, dive!

ROOM AT THE BOTTOM (Bobby Belltower)

Listen to the lights
sirens on the shade
Blood behind your eyes
victim's in the cave
and I don't know,
I don't know which way to go

Put your palm behind you
Stick it in your back
Youi're going to a place
I know
and never coming back

There's Room For You at the
Bottom of the Pool!

You stand guard at night
and your plans are laid
You don't want no fight,
but that's they way you're made!

BRINGING DOWN THE HOUSE (words/music Falling)

I'm the black sun that you see at night
I don't need sleep and I don't need light
Bringing down the house, peice by peice

These wrists were made for cutting
Empty out the lakes at the bottom of my eyes

On spider legs I will crawl
Till the day I fall

I'll scream and shout, I'll moan and howl
I'll raise the dead to painful life
Bringing down the funeral, it's time to go!

TERMINAL ISLAND (Falling)

because I've already drowned in your eyes
always left behind
I was planted in a field of depression
just keeping an eye on the crows

hello runway coming down
we can't hide in the underground

I've always loved you from afar
overseas floats China on a raft of air
maybe we'll be here tomorrow
a terminal island always surrounds us

there was a dance floor on the navy base
a kick under the table and a brush against your arm
grey ships, stretching steeples rising from the bay
there is a certain grace, self-destruction

BLACK (Falling)

I'm not black and I'm not white
I'm in a space between words you can't define
uptown/downtown, across the reservation
you don't hear a word I'm saying

when I'm walking down the street
you cross to the other side
I don't want your money
I just want you to look me in the eye

steal the land and rent it back to me
call what you don't want charity
the color of my skin coincidence
I guess I'm just a ghost again

KINETTE (Falling James)

down in Georgia lies awaiting
a ship bound to be sailing
we're all distantly related
tides of sleep, carry me away

well, I'm dying by the mile
somewhere
over the backyard fence
I know you're there

the sedation is wearing off
sinking sadness like water
tides of sleep, walk away
a hush of cars and then you're gone

oh, Kinette, don't cry
3,000 miles lie low between us
1,000 towns and more 1/2 towns
dark cities, I'll cross them now

10 GENERATIONS (Falling James)

I'm 10 generations away
from that dream last night I
want you to stay I
can't reconcile Monday morning 9 o'clock
when last night we slipped off the dock

somewhere springs another summer under a fall of hair
it's the first stand of winter, lurching up the stairs

did I sell out? call it survival
when everything I do smacks of revival
cease fire? no way
there's nothing left behind to save anyway

we're all poseurs, we're all fake
we're the same has-beens we've grown to hate

where are they now?
why are you so afraid?
they've already killed you twice
and you're getting out

WARNING TRACK (Falling)

Well, send me to the minors, and I will go down
but I will pitch my way back into this town

let's climb the hours and crush the minutes
suspended from the rafters, a stranded sensation

flat sky wastes away directionlessly
the promise of the outfield
drops dead at the warning track

CREEPING COASTLINE OF LIGHTS (words and music by Falling James; song title and music by Manfred Hofer)

leaving Hollywood, Sunset to the sea
where the waves ride in on horses

the sea is in the trees, calling me
she's a river between day and night

I'm looking for a light
creeping coastline of lights

she is coming down from her mountain
shining white light like a fountain

I'm looking for a lighthouse
creeping coastline of lights

LEAVING TRAIN (music by Tom Hofer, lyrics by Falling James)

Maybe I'm coming home; well, I am driving loneliness, a thousand miles
long. I'm leaving on that train, I'm a leaving train. The music curls beside
me, the ocean slow changes, from blue to orange, to black, to black.
I feel like an astronaut, just got home from space, and all I want is a
hot fudge sundae. I went to heaven, and I came back. There was no love, so I
came back. I wanted a love as big as the ocean.

GOING DOWN TO TOWN (Falling James)

going down to town
been there before
walking with the streets
know where they all go
the wind dies in an alley
backed up against stone
I'm in town
yeah, I'm going down

saw a girl waiting in a drug store
last night in the fields
she told me she was free
but those careless hands
are now careful lying
I see her through the glass
neon flashing on her face

in your arms
I can see you
in your arms
I can see you

your eyes are like dogs looking for a home

the highway spreads before me
like an unknown chance
behind me lies a town
that's kept her entranced
I left the town
behind me burning

STORE (music by Sam Merrick, lyrics by Falling James)

I知 going to the store, do you want anything?
I知 going to the store, do you want anything?
Maybe a pack of smokes
Well, you池e just a fucking joke when you ain稚 got no money

I知 going to the store, do you want anything?
I知 going to the store, do you want anything?
Have you seen my car keys?
I知 begging, darling, please!

I知 going to the store, do you want anything?

YOU CAN'T SEE (Falling James)

youcan'tseeI'mnotfreethere'snowheretogo
notevensleepc'monbabykissmekillmeyou'll
neverfeelthewayIfeel'causeyou'llneverfeel
anythingreal'causeyoucan'tseedon'ttellme
aboutyourfutureyourfutureisthepastyourcolors
haveallfadedandallyoursongshavebeensung

I AM IN A WORLD CRASH WITH YOU (song title, asterisk'd lyrics and music by Manfred Hofer; music and all other lyrics by Falling James)

my heroes are dead, or they are on their way

in the shadow of the skyscrapers
I'm looking for love
and I'll make my stand
against all of you

and all the tenement slums
sweating in the summer sun
and all those hopeless eyes
cast to the hammered sky
looking for planes and flames
and a rain of bombs
that's all their future's promised

a world crash with you*
I am in a world crash with you*

people have seen everything twice
(and hated it both times)
they've fallen in and out of love
are harder now and less forgiving
and certainly wary
and very often scared

can you still cry after all you've seen?

jungle burns like an animal*
there's danger in my arms with you*
there's trouble and it cuts us through*
your only failure
is your imagination

a world crash with you*
I'm in a world crash with you*

HOMETOWN BLUES (Falling James)

I'm well down blue highway
don't know my real name
you've seen me crying, know all my secrets
all of these roads turn on themselves
and bring me back here, back to you

well, this is my hometown
only you know where I've been

please unroll those streets
unpack those houses
and people I'd see standing on porches,
don't know you me?
because the ones who loved me
don't remember me

well, this is my hometown
don't you remember me -- we used to hang around!
the ones who love me cannot find me
well, this is my hometown

VIRGINA CITY (music by Manfred Hofer; lyrics and music by Falling James)

I don't know what's become of me
I'm dying in Virginia City
cemetery outside of town
got a grave with my name

Virginia City
big black limousine, take me to my grave

meet me where the marble waves are melting
two faces in the moonlight
a long time ago, I don't feel right

remember when our feelings walked together?
how could we have known
that we would die in unfeeling weather?
remember when we sang our song together?
Together.

A DRUNKER VERSION OF YOU (lyrics/music by Falling James)

Well, I know I had fun last night. I've got a new catalog of scratches and bruises to prove it, right. I just wanna know a few things though. Where am I? And what am I doing in this strange woman's bed?

It's another, drunker version of you.

Shipwreck, ship wreck you. Retroactive abortion. You were a big mistake, long before you were born. Now I'm starting to wreck-collect. Last night was a smashing success, so let's get smashed successfully.

It's another drunker version of you, and I think I'd like you better in a drink or two.

I don't know who I hate more (you or me), but I've got a splitting headache, and both halves are going out the door. It's another drunker version of you.

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