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Drunk and Weepy
04:04
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Can’t keep the here and now in my head
So I wake up nostalgia
Put tomorrow to bed
Rewinding to the innocent start
Watching over and over
My favorite parts
We were once
Maybe once in a while
But we had us a moment
And I can’t help but smile
Now it’s got me
Drunk and weepy
And wishing I was twenty-two again
A full head of hair
A flat stomach
A muscle or two again
Can’t keep a sober thought in my head
‘Cause there’s ninety-nine bottles
Ninety-eight of them dead
The old lemon, sold it off for a buck
Now, the new car runs fine
But I’m locked in the trunk
And I’m still spinning
Paper plates in the wind
Trying to fend off adulthood
And call it a win
But it’s got me
Drunk and weepy
And wishing I was twenty-two again
Drunk and weepy
And crying out for my youth again
Couldn’t find my way back home
But what’s the fun in going to sleep
It turns out that last wrong turn
Left me forever lost in the streets
Now I’m begging mercifully at your feet
For a redo or three
But I can’t go back
And it’s got me…
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2. |
Last Breath
03:50
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Barely a memory
A distant memory at best
Now you’re all I can see
Now you’re the reason I can’t rest
When I was wrong
You came along and made it right
But you get yours
One useful idiot at a time
And why I even care
I’m still not quite aware
Can’t make that circle square tonight
But I can’t pretend anymore
When every day I want you more and more
You’ve taken the last breath from me
There’s so much right here
But you’re all I can see
All I’ve been in the end
A makeshift bandage on a sore
Latest foul-weather friend
Just one more late-night port in a storm
When I was fine
You came along and made it strange
And yours is mine
But we two fools can’t fight the change
And why I even try
You don’t care
Why should I
So cap it off
This well’s run dry
And I can’t pretend, play or guess
When every day I want you less and less
You’ve taken the last breath from me
There’s so much right here
But you’re all I can see
You’re in my head
You’re in my heart
And on my mind
You’re in my head
From the outside
From the inside
And on all sides
From the outside
From the inside
And on all sides
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3. |
Up Your Tree
03:01
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All today
An elegant blunder
My nerves are frayed
My head’s going under
My feet won’t move
My heart beats like thunder
The short-term truce
It’s over and done
But it’s turning around
Since I swallowed you down
Those dogs can’t get to me
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
All tonight
A wide-awake nightmare
A frozen mind
A thousand-yard blank stare
My feet glued down
A head full of poison
A dry land drown
Fearful of noise
But it’s turning around
Since I swallowed you down
1,2,3,4…
No more wolves scratching at my door
This nightmare’s got no teeth
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
But it’s turning around
Since I swallowed you down
1,2,3,4…
No more wolves scratching at my door
Blue skies for miles ahead of me
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
Once I’m up your tree
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4. |
Hooray For Me
03:54
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I have no friends
My life has kept a leash on me
Since way back when
I’ve never known camaraderie
Unless you count the countless times
I withdraw to a place
Where I get everything right
That’s when I shine
That’s where the world is all mine
When I pretend
Hooray for me
I’m terrified
Why do they point and laugh at me
Since time alive
I’ve been the butt of every
Joke and insult in the book
But they just can’t see
What it is that I’m capable of
I’ve won awards
I’ve been adored by millions
When I pretend
Hooray for me
When will it end
When will the time come when they say
Remember when
We’d rather hurt you than be friends
I’m gonna keep my fingers crossed
For a time when I look back
And laugh at my childhood lost
I’ll win awards
I’ll be adored by a million fans
Until then
Hooray for me
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My Happy Wall
02:51
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In a graveyard
Upon a headstone
The one true epitaph I’ve seen
It said: Here lies a waste of time
A picture-perfect could-have-been
Like it was pointing at me
I draw the curtains
And break the mirrors
And take my seat in the last row
I close my eyes, bury my head
The more I hide, the less I know
But I’m still respirating
What is real
Won’t break bread
With a mind lost in make-believe
And so life goes on
Behind my happy wall
Upon a mantle
An urn of ashes
A life reduced to useless dust
A good reminder
To keep those blinders
The less I hide, the more I rust
The blissful ignorance works
Works just fine
In the grand plan
Of keeping the wolves at bay
‘Cause my mind
Won’t make peace
With the real and the fantasy
And my time here
Just ebbs and falls
But life’s just grand
Behind my happy wall
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6. |
Oh Jenna Why?
02:52
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Still remember the night we met
When I took you out at the knees
You just laughed and introduced yourself
I fell head over my heels
By the end of that evening
I’m a man who’d been reborn
But we became a yesterday
Before tomorrow’s dawn
Oh Jenna why
Can’t we devise
A plan to close the distance
Between you and I
Long road to a cul-de-sac
But I’m driving there all the same
Never met a brick wall
I couldn’t bash my head against
My trembling hand is on the phone
But I can’t dial
Just gotta content myself
With the memory of your smile
Oh Jenna why
Can’t we devise
A plan to close the distance
Between you and I
Oh Jenna what
If we could find
A way to make us happen
In another life
Oh Jenna why
Oh Jenna why
Oh Jenna why
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7. |
Gene Hackman
03:24
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If you found yourself in hot pursuit
You might call on Steve McQueen
But Steve never chased an elevated train down
So, I’d rather have Gene
Or to listen in on conversations
You might hire an entire surveillance team
But for this particular intrusion
I’d rather have Gene
Gene Hackman
Shines when they call action
And it’s always a better movie
When he’s on the screen
If you wound up in a crisis of conscience
On a U.S. nuclear submarine
Some might side with Denzel Washington
But I’d rather have Gene
Gene Hackman
Shines when they call action
And it’s always a better movie
When he’s on the screen
Gene Hackman
Keeps the film world turning
And he should have received the Oscar
For “Mississippi Burning”
Oh sure there are plenty of other actors I admire
I’ve spent enough cash to watch them on the silver screen
So much so that I’d put ‘em all on my softball team
But you know who I’d have batting cleanup
Yeah, that would be
Yeah, that would be
Gene…
If you wound up on a ship in peril
On the unforgiving sea
Leonardo couldn’t lead me to safety
So I’d rather have Gene
Gene Hackman
Shines when they call action
And it’s always a better movie
When he’s on the screen
Gene Hackman
Shines when they call action
And it’s always a better movie
When he’s on the screen
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Just me and my little guy
We’ve got a rainy day so let’s improvise
And drop some tokens
At some indoor canteen
But there’s this feral boy
He’s got his bully eyes set to seek-and-destroy
He’s like a three-foot walking/talking
Defective gene
Uh oh, here he comes
He’s as wrong as an improper noun
Or a low-cut, shocking pink wedding gown
I wonder just how many times
That his folks have sent him up to his room
‘Cause I don’t think that’ll do
So let’s put him back inside the womb
Not quite sure what to say
My little guy just wants to run and play
He doesn’t understand the world yet
And kids like that
Uh oh, here he comes…again
He’s as wrong as an improper noun
Or a low-cut, shocking pink wedding gown
I wonder just how many times
That his folks have sent him up to his room
‘Cause I don’t think that’ll do
So let’s put him back inside the womb
Waiter, this one’s underdone
Could you please return it to the oven
And feel free to play with the recipe
Just mix it up, Chef Boyardee
Mm…mm…
And make sure it’s done right
Try taking out the spite
The tot offensive’s on
It’s like that Patrick Swayze flick “Red Dawn”
My little guy’s too small for defense
The bully gloats
And so time to step in
Now he’s the boy in the water, I’m the dorsal fin
He’s gonna learn some brand new words now
Hope he takes notes
Look out, here I come
Ruder than a showbiz mom
I’m a first stall toilet seat cherry bomb
If he touches my kid one more time
He’ll be watching all of his best cartoons
From the return-to-sender room
So let’s put him back inside the…
Let’s put him back inside the…
Let’s put him back inside the womb
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9. |
Get Me There Yesterday
03:16
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You’re gone
You’re never coming back
But we still walk side by side
Years on
And you keep showing up to say
Hello, how are you
So what, just a dream
I know you’re trying to show me something
Get me there
Get me there yesterday
I’m gone
You’ll never hear from me again
I’m back to living
Swan song
An amputation years too late
I’m tired of giving
I don’t want to be with you
But I wanna be the same place you are
Get me there
Get me there yesterday
No more
A self-inflicted wound
That I keep to remind me
I’ll never want to be with you
But I’ll always wanna know where you are
Get me there
Get me there yesterday
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10. |
Unrequited Something
02:02
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One night in June last May
I met my special lady
I told her she had lovely eyes
She said I smelled like gravy
And heretofore forevermore
I pledge devotion to her
No river high
No mountain deep
I’d crawl an ocean to her
And here it becomes clear
This unrequited something
That I’m feeling
Has got me reeling
When she’s near
She said I weren’t too bright
I weren’t too literary
So I took some cash to my bookstore
And stole a dictionary
I brought it home
And wrote this poem
With which I might impress her
A rose is red
A violet…
Now I undress her
And here it becomes clear
This unrequited something
That I’m feeling
Has got me reeling
When she’s near
When she’s near
Say what you want
I just don’t care
Call it a one-way street affair
Hell, I’m just about
But not quite yet
Still half the way
To almost barely there
I’d like to tell you
That this tale ends “ever after”
Is it only just beginning
Or all over but the laughter
I saw her then
But never again
And I’m back here looking for her
I know that word
I’ve overheard
It means that I adore her
And here it becomes clear
This unrequited something
That I’m feeling
Has got me reeling
Got me mumblin’
Got me bumblin’
Got me stumblin’
Got me humblin’
When she’s near
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11. |
For Better or Weird
03:13
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We talk
Partly lonely
Mostly needy
Shoulder-seeking
When we need
One distraction
Or some reaction
I don’t know which
And we’re here
For better or weird
We spill
All our secrets
Then retreat it
Won’t repeat it
Then we say
One thing one day
Forget the next day
Memory cleared
And we’re here
For better or weird
We want something just out of reach
Someplace to run and just be
Somewhere to stay disappeared
We’ve moved on
To silence
Not a word
Since I don’t care when
Because we tried
But we lost it
Emotions frosted
Warmth exhausted
But we’re still here
For better or weird
We’re a drain on everything right
On all that’s good in our lives
I just wish we’d disappear
But we’ll be here
For better or weird
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All the hours I spend here
In my head
Imagining this house without you
One big empty bed
I stayed at home for all those years
To bring you up
I wouldn’t change a single thing
Except maybe slow things up
You don’t need me like you did
But just enough
And you make growing older much more fun
Now you’re almost out the door
And our time’s up
No matter how tight I held you
It was never close enough
So the hour’s getting late
And our time short
You’re off to start a brand new life
I’ll be here as before
You don’t need me like you did
But just enough
And you make growing older much more fun
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Jim Higgins Wayne, New Jersey
Hello and welcome! I'm Higgs. I'm predominantly right-handed, but I play guitar lefty. Weird, right?? I hope you like what you hear and I thank you so very much for stopping in!
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