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Pass That Bottle Down
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PASS THAT BOTTLE DOWN
written by john common
I'm the one behind the sash
fishing letters from the trash
christ I need another glass
pass that bottle down
rushing through the still of night
whispering by candle light
I'll find you with my second sight
pass that bottle down
I'm not jealous
I'm just on a little trip
sick
a bed of nails this bed I've made
a thinly veiled, polite charade
another homeless boy you've saved
pass that bottle down
oh I've sketched you with my naked eye
I've written poems upon the sky
I've told a thousand little lies
pass that bottle down
cloth me in a suit of red
drain the nightmares from my head
bury me down with the dead
just pass that bottle down
I'm not jealous
I'm just on a little trip
sick
I'm just sick
I'm just sick
I'm just sick
I'm just sick
pass that bottle
pass that bottle
pass that bottle down
pass that bottle
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2. |
Trains
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TRAINS
written by john common
I watch the trains
roll down the track
hey mr. Engineer
stuff me in that sack
I won't bother
telling anyone that I've gone
let them think that I'm a train
rolling on
roll through fields of cotton
roll through prairies and plains
roll across the mountains
roll past desert sage
take me down the river
that empties to the sea
lift me high up in the air
and cut me free
this town is all used up
like an old corn husk
its cracked pavement
is leaking dust
its heart is a puddle
its head is a cloud
and the blue morning rain
keeps on pouring out
the trees are filled with color
the sky is filled with rain
the road is like a tarpit
it smells like kerosene
I'm empty as this bottle
lying by the side of the road
fill me with a message
and let me float
this town is all used up
like an old corn husk
its cracked pavement
is leaking dust
its heart is a puddle
its head is a cloud
and the blue morning rain
keeps on pouring out
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Convenience Store Killer
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CONVENIENCE STORE KILLER
written by john common
half a dozen bums
one stolen gun
a hot case of beer
and one single fear
he thinks I'm just a punk
I need money for my junk
fist full of cash
corner store stash
he turned to me
and he pointed at me
he had guts
but it never helped him much
I never did figure
I'd ever pull the trigger
no way back
I'm swimming in black
thoughts in my head
circling my bed
lost in space
thinking of his face
a greyhound ride
drove me all night
one thousand new streets
but same old me
he turned to me
and he pointed at me
I got scared
a flash filled the air
but I stayed with him
'til he let go of my hand
he let go of my hand
convenience store killer
convenience store killer
I never did figure
I'd ever pull the trigger…
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4. |
Lonely Everywhere
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LONELY EVERYWHERE
written by john common
just lonely enough to be charming
just bored enough to be witty
just high enough to start falling
it's lonely everywhere
just ripe enough to start rotting
just smart enough to feel stupid
just broke enough to be buying
it's lonely everywhere
I can feel it starting to slide
down to the bottom
down to the river
where we met that night
it's pouring out of my hands
just like water
just like memory
and it feels so right
just drunk enough to be driving
just empty enough to be aching
just stoned enough to start sinking
it's lonely every where
it's lonely every where
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5. |
Windows
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WINDOWS
written by john common
I woke up this morning
she was already out of bed
standing in the kitchen
"let's talk" is what she said
words that she's thinking
words that she says
talking about something
but I'm just watching her hands
I remember how it started
I don't remember a plan
I remember needing each other
back then
might take a while before it hits
just me and the silence
just me and the pictures
stare, staring out windows
stare, staring out windows
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6. |
Evil Moon
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EVIL MOON
written by john common
I played my six string in your porcelain tub
you tried to take it from me when I woke you up
those bastards at the satire, they don't take my checks
you gave me your doorkey, what the hell did you expect?
come on lucy roll out of bed
go and fix me something for my aching head
I'll tell you 'bout the reason why I never can sleep
I'm being followed by somebody and he won't let me be…
it's that evil moon
way up in the sky
climbing through the window
with his one good eye
evil moon
one two three
let's drink him under the table
come on drink with me
some whiskey for my coffee some honey for your tea
a piece of apple pie for you a cigarette for me
if you see me nodding off baby touch my cheek
and sing another story make it slow and sweet
it's that evil moon
way up in the sky
climbing through the window
with his one good eye
evil moon
one two three
let's drink him under the table
come on drink with me
morning's awful pretty when you drink all night
we killed another evening we fought another fight
your head is on the table and the bottle's at my feet
I'm walking into blue sky when I step out on the street
on the street
a whiskey neat, a whiskey neat
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7. |
Broken Flower
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BROKEN FLOWER
written by john common
standing next to watson's drugstore
miles below the skyline on the concrete floor
watching all the beggars try their lines
don't bother brother, it's a waste of time
hey broken flower
what's it like to grow in a sewer?
broken flower
kicking 'round the capital looking for a score
searching for that feeling I felt before
looking at the pretty girl waiting on a bus
there's about 10 feet, but 2 billion miles between us
hey broken flower
what's it like to grow in a sewer?
broken flower
I'm waltzing through traffic, dancing on the street
I feel my head miles above my feet
and I wonder if that pretty girl thinks of me
late at night watching high rise t.v.
hey broken flower
what's it like to grow in a sewer?
broken flower
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8. |
Nothing In My Hat
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NOTHING IN MY HAT
written by john common and gary brudos
a twenty in my pocket, a fly on the wall
the circus is about to leave town
it's an awful long walk but it's been a long, long time
and something keeps tracking me down
I'm all out of majic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of majic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of majic. Ah, what's wrong with that?
the women in this town… they love to be chased
but I don't believe they wanna get caught
'cause if your pockets aint full & the bar's all closed down
they don't even want to hear you talk
I'm all out of majic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of majic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of majic. Ah, what's wrong with that?
I saw her at the fairgrounds as the tent came down
the strong man was out smokin' by the truck
we caught the last ride on the old ferris wheel
seemed to prove we had enough luck
oh she moved in. We fought about the bills
I spent a few nights on the couch
it got easier then like a pretty little dream
and the easy's what brought it all down
I'm all out of magic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of magic. There's nothing in my hat.
I'm all out of magic. Ah, what's wrong with that?
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Another Star
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ANOTHER STAR
written by john common
I gave up drinking
it was too much like sex
I gave up sex
it was too much like drinking alone
but I started feeling guilty
'cause this little voice inside
said "that's why we're here"
pass me another beer
you look beautiful
beautiful enough
good enough for the evening
pass me another beer
that's why we're here
I know some people
call them friends
these same people
they would hang you out to dry
look at all those pretty stars
in the night time sky
they all fall one at a time
pass me another beer
you look beautiful
beautiful enough
good enough for the evening
pass me another beer
we're all looking for answers
well I've got a suggestion
would someone please
try reading the question
we're blind, deaf and dumb
burning in the sun
but evening will come
and we can hide and we can run
but the stars watch it all
starts watch it all
stars will fall
stars will fall
stars will fall
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Cross Country Astronaut
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CROSS COUNTRY ASTRONAUT
written by john common
one hundred thousand miles in my car.
cross country astronaut, I flew so far.
I'm standing in a phone booth hoping you aint flown away.
pick up the phone and lead me home today.
no one changes. no one can.
nothing's simple. not even one man.
I thought I would see the world but all I saw was space.
i found the well inside myself too late.
I woke up walking into the wind.
i starting talking to myself like my own best friend.
all alone and wasted in the parking lot.
let me back in I'll confess the sin I got.
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11. |
I Want To Know
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I WANT TO KNOW
written by john common
I was the one
who kept you sane
now you've become
the one who stays away
what did I do
what did I break
I want to know
I want to know
you can go so far
but your body's still here
driving in this car
the message so clear
what were we thinking?
where did it go?
I want to know
I want to know
I wonder when
you'll catch up
to that place
you're always thinking of
go ahead
leave now
I've already found out
it's tough on the road
it's tough in the house
I feel alone
whenever you're around
what were we thinking?
where did it go?
I want to know
I want to know
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12. |
Someone
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SOMEONE
written by john common
give me something to think of
give me something to do
something's missing without you
something's missing without you
I don't know what it is
about you when you're gone
give me someone to cling to
give me someone to see
someone who I can talk
another… sort of like me
I don't know what it is
about you when you're gone
someone
someone
someone
someone
I don't know what it is
about you when you're gone
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13. |
Her Touch
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HER TOUCH
written by john common
her hair was dark
almost black
and way back then
it fell down her back
her smile came quick
and her words came slow
hey girl where did you go
I didn't know much
I probably still don't
all I knew
was that I had to go
I left so quick
I fell so far
hey girl wonder where you are
she figured out
that she gave too much
but I found out that I need
her touch
the years go by
the days just float
sometimes at night
I read her notes
they sound so sweet
so far away
hey girl where are you today
she figured out
that she gave too much
but I found out that I need
her touch
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JOHN COMMON Denver
Confession: I like broken shit. I’m just drawn to it. Always have been. I like it even more if it used to be shiny, beautiful, innocent or full of promise. See, the way down is so interesting to me. The way it actually happens, why it happens, the little details that break off as it’s happening. ... more
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