There’s a thousand times
I could have been better
I got angry
I said the wrong word
There’s a thousand ways
I could have been better
Didn’t ever show up
For your world
There’s a thousand things
I could have done better
I should’ve been
The guy you deserve
There’s a thousand ways
I could have been better
Now I know how low
It all can go
By Richard W. Bray
I like to eat a sandwich
With pickles and sardines
I step on every crack
And my room is never clean
You got a picture in your head
The guy I’m sposed to be
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me
I wear my jammies all day long
I sleep in a tuxedo
Take me out to dinner
And I’ll wear my brand new Speedos
A body needs some freedom
Wouldn’t you agree?
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me
Nobody should believe
What everybody knows
All the grownups bow to kings
Who don’t have any clothes
You got a picture in your head
The guy I’m sposed to be
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me
By Richard W. Bray
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
I was
About
To flip my lid
I’m
Acting
Like a little kid
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
Cuz
I was
Keeping my heart hid
No more
Living
Off the grid
I’m
Glad
I met you when I did
by Richard W. Bray
When you can’t make it home
When you’re stuck in a rut
When the roads are frozen over
When everything is shut
When hope is mirage
When there’s torment in your gut
When the bridge gates fall
When you’re walking in the trees
When the world opens up
When your heart gets a squeeze
When you’re finally together
When you’re overwhelmed with ease
by Richard W. Bray
I love to get along
I’m so sensible and wise
Always helping out the rich folks
Cuz I love to compromise
You can find me on the road
In the mushy mushy middle
With all my big money boys
And the dead armadillos
I’m a Regular Joe
And I love the common man
You know I love your daughter
I’m doing what I can
You can find me on the road
In the mushy mushy middle
With all my big money boys
And the dead armadillos
I’ve been taking their cash
For forty-seven years
I really oughta listen
When they sing in my ear
You can find me on the road
In the mushy mushy middle
With all my big money boys
And the dead armadillos
We sent away your jobs
And we called it free trade
But it worked out pretty well
Cuz all my friends got paid
You can find me on the road
In the mushy mushy middle
With all my big money boys
And the dead armadillos
You wanna save the world
And give the folks a fair shake
Do I look like Karl Marx?
Just give me a break
You can find me on the road
In the mushy mushy middle
With all my big money boys
And the dead armadillos
by Richard W. Bray
Hello Hello
It’s nice to me you
I’m such a happy little girl
That’s my mommy
That’s my grandpa
It’s a happy sunshine world
I hope somebody loves you
Are you lucky
Just like me?
Everybody
Should be happy
I love everyone I see
by Richard W. Bray
.
It’s time to have another drink
Might even take a little toke
Look for some women and some song
Until my sorry ass is broke
Life’s a second hand store
It’s a box of loose ends
I’m gonna feed my bloody heart
Dance like it’s never gonna end
The numbers don’t add up
And the figures don’t compute
This crazy old world
Is just a big crap shoot
Life’s a second hand store
It’s a box of loose ends
I’m gonna feed my bloody heart
Dance like it’s never gonna end
by Richard W. Bray
All my girlfriends say
I should forget you double-quick
You’re a cruel lying monster
And an evil little prick
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
You can grovel–you can beg
But I don’t
Love you anymore
I let you use my car
You stupid stinky little cheat
It smelled like cheap perfume
You left her panties on my seat
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
I just need
To stop the bleeding
Cuz you cut me to the core
Kicked my dog and slapped my Pa
You tried to f—k my friends
I gave the cops a statement
Now this nighmare’s gonna end
You cracked me open
Like an egg
You poured my guts out
On the floor
My tear ducts
All run dry
But I ain’t crying anymore
by Richard W. Bray
Hamster Heart Doctor
We had some plans to meet
You were seven days late
You said your hamster had angina
And your cat had a date
You found a hamster heart doctor
In a faraway state
That’s the best story
You could fabricate
you don’t have say why
don’t make up
another lie
just say goodbye
just say goodbye
We had some plans to meet
But you just weren’t there
You said you couldn’t find your keys
And you had to wash your hair
You really needed a nap
There was nothing to wear
And three of your cousins
Got eaten by a bear
you don’t have say why
don’t make up
another lie
just say goodbye
just say goodbye
by Richard W. Bray
everybody has a sparkle
light is what we are
every atom in your body
grew up inside a star
everybody has a sparkle
it isn’t hard to see
everybody’s got a dream
who they wanna be
folks who got a broken sparkle
damaged in the head
they want to kill your sparkle
cuz all their dreams are dead
do you know somebody
who’s angry sad and mean?
their figure barely sparkles
like a busted old machine?
gotta feed your sparkle
gotta nurture others too
gotta love your neighbor
to be the best you
by Richard W. Bray
