Purpendicular lyrics

Playing pool and drinking beer
Nothin more'n the
occasional tear
But this man's life goes on
and he gets
greased all over
from time to time
At the strip joint, where we met
He said 'Hi, my name is Ted
See that one over there
That ball of thunder
Every time she goes Vavoom,
I wiggle in my chair
Can I buy you a beer?
What a guy

'I've had a few myself' he said
'But I never quit when I'm ahead

Wake up in the morning
Get into bed
closing my eyes
I rest my head

There is no arrangement
No time no place
It's gone in the wind
and left no trace

Who can say,
maybe or whatever.
It's up to you
You know you can
trust me
I'll make it up to you

You move with the action
You loosen my strings
Your fingers
can smooth out my jangles
and all those things

Grease on the handle
and the tangles

Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
what you're doing
anyway
who is driving this thing

Did you know
the warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
It's round about that time again
She cried
it's all for one my friends

All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
on the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself

While you were out...
the message says
You left a number
and I tried to call
But they wrote it down
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
in a perfect Spanish scrawl

Yet again
I'm missing you
King size bed
(in a) hotel someplace
I hear your name
I see your face
I see your face

(The) back street dolls
and the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of
money
Back in the alley

You know I'm not
your lover now
it might as well be said
and then you say
you're leaving
Or maybe I'm just
hanging on a thread
When I gave you everything
it didn't seem that much
You gave me your opinion
with the usual
heavy handed touch

What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now

What can I do
About the rain that falls on you

Riding on the moonpath
in the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air
was of another time
I cried in all my innocence
you were dressed in white
and even if I'd had the strength
I couldn't move to save my life

The fear and the thrill
of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills
on the hottest of nights
he walked right through
my open door
As I began to run, he threw

Going to Rosa's Cantina
Going to Rosa's Cantina
Hoping that she's still there
Going to Rosa's Cantina

Might have been
the dust in my eyes
the dust in my eyes

Could have been the neon cactus
Lighting up the desert sky
Must have been
the dust in my eyes

Some would call it suicide
Some would call it suicide
I would call it paradise
Some would call it suicide

Dancing on the table

Nothing here for me today
Garbaggio from the men in grey
Don't do this
You can't do that
What's the point
What's the matter, anyway
Fat cat's licking cream
Dirty business
hard and mean
Narrow eyes and hungry days
There's got to be
a better way

Something here about my face
Somehing make you think
I got time to waste
What you doing
standing here
Why don't you call
someone who cares

Mother nature's been good to me
That's why I'm sittin in this cherry tree
But it's alright, it's alright
It's not so bad
I'm just a touch away

The shady lady
from shady lane
is lying in my bed again
and it's alright
it feels good
It's not so bad
When she's just a touch away

Nothing much
is all I ask
and it's alright, ok yes
Light as a feather, oh yes

Like a rosebud
when the sun is high

Watch him ride into the sunset
He'd have the little fat guy
right along his side
Echoing off the canyon, Hey Cisco
from Pancho 'n' pretty soon
the black sombrero would reply
Hey Pancho what's happening mi amigo
It's getting somewhere near the end,
this winding trail
When we've raced around the corner
for the final dusty time
Mr Renaldo 'n' Carillo's
going to jail

Remind me to tell you
bout the old silver miner
name of hard rock Pete
had his house built on a slope
They say one of his legs
lived in Calico
Ther's a rumour going round
that the other lived in hope
So I walked in the room
and I stopped
I turned around
and looked over my shoulder
And a voice close beside me said
You'd better watch your head
the party's over

It wasn't long before

Put your money down
Take your choice
That's the way it is
every time with these boys
and you sense no shame
and you feel no disgrace
Somebody wins
somebody loses
It's a dirty dirty race
oh my life
it's a dog's life

One empty Monday
out of the blue
Took a good luck turn
Started something new

Out of the gutter
Out of the rain
Out of my head
and I'm feeling no pain
oh my life/feeling no pain

Playing pool and drinking beer
Nothin more'n the
occasional tear
But this man's life goes on
and he gets
greased all over
from time to time
At the strip joint, where we met
He said 'Hi, my name is Ted
See that one over there
That ball of thunder
Every time she goes Vavoom,
I wiggle in my chair
Can I buy you a beer?
What a guy

'I've had a few myself' he said
'But I never quit when I'm ahead

Put your money down
Take your choice
That's the way it is
every time with these boys
and you sense no shame
and you feel no disgrace
Somebody wins
somebody loses
It's a dirty dirty race
oh my life
it's a dog's life

One empty Monday
out of the blue
Took a good luck turn
Started something new

Out of the gutter
Out of the rain
Out of my head
and I'm feeling no pain
oh my life/feeling no pain

Riding on the moonpath
in the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air
was of another time
I cried in all my innocence
you were dressed in white
and even if I'd had the strength
I couldn't move to save my life

The fear and the thrill
of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills
on the hottest of nights
he walked right through
my open door
As I began to run, he threw

Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
what you're doing
anyway
who is driving this thing

Did you know
the warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
It's round about that time again
She cried
it's all for one my friends

All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
on the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself

While you were out...
the message says
You left a number
and I tried to call
But they wrote it down
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
in a perfect Spanish scrawl

Yet again
I'm missing you
King size bed
(in a) hotel someplace
I hear your name
I see your face
I see your face

(The) back street dolls
and the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of
money
Back in the alley

Remind me to tell you
bout the old silver miner
name of hard rock Pete
had his house built on a slope
They say one of his legs
lived in Calico
Ther's a rumour going round
that the other lived in hope
So I walked in the room
and I stopped
I turned around
and looked over my shoulder
And a voice close beside me said
You'd better watch your head
the party's over

It wasn't long before

Going to Rosa's Cantina
Going to Rosa's Cantina
Hoping that she's still there
Going to Rosa's Cantina

Might have been
the dust in my eyes
the dust in my eyes

Could have been the neon cactus
Lighting up the desert sky
Must have been
the dust in my eyes

Some would call it suicide
Some would call it suicide
I would call it paradise
Some would call it suicide

Dancing on the table

Wake up in the morning
Get into bed
closing my eyes
I rest my head

There is no arrangement
No time no place
It's gone in the wind
and left no trace

Who can say,
maybe or whatever.
It's up to you
You know you can
trust me
I'll make it up to you

You move with the action
You loosen my strings
Your fingers
can smooth out my jangles
and all those things

Grease on the handle
and the tangles

Watch him ride into the sunset
He'd have the little fat guy
right along his side
Echoing off the canyon, Hey Cisco
from Pancho 'n' pretty soon
the black sombrero would reply
Hey Pancho what's happening mi amigo
It's getting somewhere near the end,
this winding trail
When we've raced around the corner
for the final dusty time
Mr Renaldo 'n' Carillo's
going to jail

One day I'll get home before the sun hits the blinds
And give you - I'll give you something to remember me by
That's the way I am
It's what I got in mind but I don't know if I can
You gotta shoot your gun - don't expect me to dance
Hold me up to the spotlight but

Don't, don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath
Don't hold your breath

You know I'm not
your lover now
it might as well be said
and then you say
you're leaving
Or maybe I'm just
hanging on a thread
When I gave you everything
it didn't seem that much
You gave me your opinion
with the usual
heavy handed touch

What can I do
About the rain that falls on you
I'm not your lover now
I'm not your lover now

What can I do
About the rain that falls on you

Mother nature's been good to me
That's why I'm sittin in this cherry tree
But it's alright, it's alright
It's not so bad
I'm just a touch away

The shady lady
from shady lane
is lying in my bed again
and it's alright
it feels good
It's not so bad
When she's just a touch away

Nothing much
is all I ask
and it's alright, ok yes
Light as a feather, oh yes

Like a rosebud
when the sun is high

Nothing here for me today
Garbaggio from the men in grey
Don't do this
You can't do that
What's the point
What's the matter, anyway
Fat cat's licking cream
Dirty business
hard and mean
Narrow eyes and hungry days
There's got to be
a better way

Something here about my face
Somehing make you think
I got time to waste
What you doing
standing here
Why don't you call
someone who cares