Fifteenth and T Swingin' Utters

drinkin beers in the pouring rain Dupont circle summer again jackin' wheels just for fun i was only 13 watch your step but it's always the same your always down and he's always goin' away learned a lot

Last Chance Swingin' Utters

the last of the daydreams have walked out the open door avoiding any problems they might've had with the social law well, i remember Tuesday and every last day of my life and i'll never forget anything

The Next in Line Swingin' Utters

Born on the southside you live alone Four walls a roof and its always cold look out the window and there is nothing to see.

Picture's Perfect Swingin' Utters

I write alone now that you're gone And it's nothing I studied all you've said and done and it's nothing The pictures perfect There's no time It's nothing Resolutions made What's yours is mine and it's

Playboys, Punks, and Pretty Things Swingin' Utters

"A penny for your thoughts," he says as he swiftly slips from bed to bed and the thoughtful ones are charmed by him and the sexy ones turned on by him and he's knighted by casanova's kin and his ladies

Little Creeps Swingin' Utters

To all of those with dead end jobs and dead end lives and loves to all dead weight with no cause at all all the predictable ones to the suit and to the peon to the drunk and the loved ones and to all the

Movers and Morons Swingin' Utters

You could move faster you could move like you should (traffic on the bridges at bay) while the bitch and bastard has got you by the jewels (buried in the working day) and your motivation are the ones who

Another Day Swingin' Utters

I've been back now for a day or two, at best and i'm punishing myself for taking the rest i've been in slumber and in splendor in my house with beer and whiskey, my new son and spouse well, they've welcomed

Smokestack Dreams Swingin' Utters

The smokestack's blowing off my last few dreams and isn't that the way its always been?

Teen Idol Eyes Swingin' Utters

Searching for prey, playing the field They're set like diamonds of pure pretension All polished, plastic overkill Teen idol eyes Teen idol eyes Teen idol eyes I've seen them seethe with satisfaction Made-up and

This Bastard's Life Swingin' Utters

Why can't I beat the bankers Deal then find a home to rob Why can't I lie and cheat and steal Who wants an honest job And if I curse you night and day My integrities been tried While I waste a life away

Two Jacks Shitty Swingin' Utters

This journey started slow and free And ended wrapped around a tree Just like my self pity tangled in the willow weeds As high as right up to my knees While scratching at the fleas She is handsome she is

Unpopular Again Swingin' Utters

It's been a prosperous four years Many have come and staked their claim But now it's over and the halls are cleared And you're unpopular again It takes so little time at all To see who can really play

Good People Swingin' Utters

Did you ask that man On the corner for the time of day Did he shrug and glance at his wrist and say "Dunno, here you go" And hand you a fool's gold watch I should tell you some sacred stories Secret and

London Drunk Swingin' Utters

i'm burning in this pit i dug myself in an hour ago and up around the corner lies that bastard pub's front door and in my many changing moods and on similar days i've cursed and spat mercilessly at the

Soldier Boy Swingin' Utters

Good solid build, this ripe young kid has sharpened up for killing men. polished new shoes and uniform not a bad sort ?？just came here on a whim??

(Take Me To The) Riverbank Swingin' Utters

times have changed and the change of time's slow going my ramble tamble's still in tact, though and i've got plenty of guts still showing all along the levy where we just sat and sometimes drank one the

As You Start Leaving Swingin' Utters

A train sounds off with whistle blowing Lighthouse horn sounds early warning Clean cool air with stars out shining Overcoat and whiskey drinking Hands locked tight and close together These nights are bliss

As Sure As I'm Down Swingin' Utters

Well we're all gone good-bye see you so long And you're so young and glad to see us move on When the day's long and the moon just stares you down notice your shoes are dirty when your heart's on the ground

Petty Wage Swingin' Utters

I've said, and once too often, some things i'd never say again. in streams of thoughts unbroken i fish for a few good men (chorus) sundays and holidays and twelve hours straight no pay for bloody hands

Brazen Head Swingin' Utters

Only passing thoughts of times long gone, tonight 9000 miles away I hear your songs, but I - I seek the comfort of the bottle and then I let my mind to wander to the face that I knew and to the places

Almost Brave Swingin' Utters

good intentions shattered by conventions traditionalized and bland with boredom searched over and feared of HATRED IS THE CURSED HABIT OF THE HARDEST WORKING MAN i'll take a drink to this and a good smoke

Watching The Wayfarers Swingin' Utters

We saw gold when there was only dust in the worst we saw in us what no one else could we traveled far and tramped the dirt down deep to where our souls could keep the time and never rest.

My Glass House Swingin' Utters

While I sit alone in this room I've got crates full of sorrow Even more filled with shadows That i fish out and ridicule when i'm felling lonely.

The Black Pint Swingin' Utters

I've been disheveled by this drink, by the pint's sight and stink, never enough times to stop and make me think. I've wrapped around some fingers, riddled rich in ringworm.

Keep Running Swingin' Utters

Hello again, you say to the folks at the E.D.D. you've been dire and disgusted and come in most every day to keep yourself alive you heave insults and forever curse the almighty fuckin' talisman that lives

No Time to Play Swingin' Utters

They've laid to rest mortality, blessed themselves with immorality, gazed into the eyes of innocents as the blade was pulled out merrily i'd beg and plead if it made sense to me, if i thought it'd make

Five Lessons Learned Swingin' Utters

Five lovely lessons learned today Coating my throat with the dust of a new day As the saints pray their lonely way And their deadweight lays the passion to waste Maybe if I sew my heart on my sleeve They'll

Nowhere Fast Swingin' Utters

I have crossed this road before for many years, i'm sure don't recognize the faces, though, that pass me by i've been off and on my way again, passed marsh road, atherton, black mountain way and bored

Scum Grief Swingin' Utters

Access to exits everywhere far and away blueprints of passageways lest i need an escape i need a way out of my life, love some hidden path we take in stride, love.

Windspitting Punk Swingin' Utters

your two-bit theories as that's more than enough time i need to see through their innate queries you're telling me to shape up or ship out but i'd never shape myself for something so offending as you and

No Eager Men Swingin' Utters

he's a shadow of what he used to be ever since i put him in his place she's just a memory that's scarred him horribly and looks like lipstick on his face this side of paradise is slow no eager men go

From The Observatory Swingin' Utters

I want to tell you how its been but I'm not too sure about it myself I've tried to call time and time again but I misdialed, then stopped myself now I feel like I'm on trial for the inconvenience I caught

Second Skin Swingin' Utters

Try to act this way and that become some beaming bitch's pet though you feel like a rat and it's plain that you're all that you accuse yourself of selling out to the souls searching familiar clout and

L.O.V.E. I Hate You Swingin' Utters

You're selfishness is horrid And you're beauty is queen Puts the pain gut-wrenching And the grass a sickly green The troubles of youth Have got your hair in a mess And when you speak there's length in

Step Inside This Room Swingin' Utters

I wish someone would take me up over that hill to leave me be and let me wander instead of sitting here enjoying the pretty view living vicariously through strangers all i ever wanted was to be right

Time Tells Time Swingin' Utters

look through these deserted eyes and past the desolation in them is realized the drama of frustration taken paths worn down with life, sanctified with tension oh, the glory of a working day is glory only

The Green Glass Swingin' Utters

As i walked alone in camden the city's sights and smells did permeate my senses i stepped inside the local off license and proceeded with amle gallon in my heands.

Jackie Jab Swingin' Utters

He's got a treble and a bass and a big tab. He's got oil in his hair from an arab and when he falls down, he falls smack dab. (Chorus) hey fellas, get him a cab, what's his name - jackie jab!

The Dirty Sea Swingin' Utters

Nothing comes over me Nothing like inspiration Not even on the seaside No fantasies to ration The swell looks mighty slim And the water level's down The dirty sea adds to the junk I'm in Until the sun

The Stooge Swingin' Utters

I've kept it in my heart for over twenty fucking years And all that time washing away With the stench of my spilt tears I've lingered on the amorous Transformed into something hideous With the love of

Stupid Lullabies Swingin' Utters

Cigarette Ashes And tickets to free dinners A buck bottle of wine Under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I have, son It may be less than I have, son Don't cut the lines that border us, son Don't

Mr. Believer Swingin' Utters

pick up the lines between your eyes grow up and get yourself to feeling younger longing for the sunshine waiting for an early rise won't it just shame you? shall i stop and blame you?

Sustain Swingin' Utters

I can't believe the things you say to me are so boring I can't believe everything you do to me is done sober I can't obtain a sense of patience, and i can't ordain you as my patient, but you chew away

New Day Rising Swingin' Utters

I was only laughing out loud I say "When anybody else would've done the same" I could always shut my mouth again But it'd still come out that way again and again Well I'm going to the hills now baby Goin

Sign It Away Swingin' Utters

The day grows old and gray with rain skies and the troubles keeping you likewise go to bed after television as outside the moon is turning crimson All alone on a Sunday "tomorrow's no different" as you

Well Wisher Swingin' Utters

Slow motion cigarettes hang from your sweaty lips five bottles of stale, pissy ale stumble to your pale wrists thin man with unkept hair clean shave, but a glassy stare you've lost it all boy, and so young

Tied Down, Spit On Swingin' Utters

You better go, or you'll be stepped on with your sharpened bayonette boots you'll be long gone you gotta go, you gotta get on with all the glory of good riches you've been brainwashed and as for all the

Teenage Genocide Swingin' Utters

well, you don't really know what you wanna do except to spend some time just being you but the game's unfair and the stakes are high what with the threat of being embalmed in formaldehyde i don't wanna

The Note Swingin' Utters

Finding fault is never easy least of all when it's always yours just a fragment of a broken will and a sentence from a note left on the floor.