I’m lost in the sun
On the 101
Dragging round a torment
That weighs a ton
What can I do
To get back to you?
Can’t find the 57
From the 22
I can drive and drive
On the 405
But I was too dumb
To keep our love alive
I cry again and again
I’ll never take the 10
Back to Cucamonga
And my best friend
I could get away clean
On the 215
Never look back
And bust out of this scene
by Richard W. Bray
She slides across
My lonely view
And there ain’t nothing
I can do
I pine and fret
My silent plea
For a love
That cannot be
I’m sixty-three
percent insane
Cuz she keeps poppin
In my brain
My mind’s a mess
Of hurt and sad
Love’s an ache
I got so bad
A friendly word
A wayward smile
Lights my soul up
For a while
Till I remember
Who I am
A peon and
A hired hand
I’m sixty-three
percent insane
Cuz she keeps poppin
In my brain
My mind’s a mess
Of hurt and sad
Love’s an ache
I got so bad
by Richard W. Bray
showing up
and passing time
there I was
doing fine
there you were
the world grew
days were wide
and full of you
a pocket of time
tender and small
there we were
we had it all
a tiny tear
grew and grew
here I am
where are you?
by Richard W. Bray
Got a million ills to feed on
Need a bartender to bleed on
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta
Be the wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
I don’t deserve another chance, Stan
Couldn’t keep it in my pants, Man
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
Doctors say I got a sick head
Cuz I’m always such a dickhead
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
by Richard W. Bray
Got money in my pants
Got a shiny new car
Got tickets to a dance
Got a seat at the bar
Got everything I earned
From all the work I do
But I never ever learned
That I just needed you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
I’m tearing up the town
I’m breaking all the rules
And I’m rollin all around
With a mighty bunch of fools
Got all my crazy pals
Got a million things to do
Got a thousand horny gals
But I just need you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
by Richard W. Bray
Hit the road for half a life
And braved a million hassles
I found myself the perfect wife
And built myself a castle
Clinging to a dream because
I’m scared I’m gonna drown
Clinging to what never was
To keep from going down
She didn’t seem to mind too much
All that time apart
I did my best to keep in touch
And please her fickle heart
Clinging to a dream because
I’m scared I’m gonna drown
Clinging to what never was
To keep from going down
Filled a house with kids and stuff
And somehow we got by
Concocting fibs and jolly bluffs
A fabricated lie
Clinging to a dream because
I’m scared I’m gonna drown
Clinging to what never was
To keep from going down
Reality is almost gone
Couldn’t get much insaner
The whole town knows what’s going on
With my wife and her trainer
Clinging to a dream because
I’m scared I’m gonna drown
Clinging to what never was
To keep from going down
by Richard W. Bray
you deserve so much better
than me
i picked you up and then i
set you free
there ain’t a thing that i could
say or do
to make up for the hurt that
i gave you
i’d live my penance for ten
thousand years
but i could never pay for
all your tears
we’ll never resurrect what’s
dead and gone
i’ll try to be more careful
from now on
i hope you find a man who
helps you see
you deserve so much better
than me
by Richard W. Bray
so we had some plans to meet
it was gonna be my treat
just another broke appointment
i’ll have to live the disappointment
and you used to be so sweet
so you’re never gonna come
now my heart is going numb
i sat for about an hour
with a bunch of wilting flowers
how could I ever be so dumb?
so I guess this is the end
you only liked me for a friend
all your kisses and your laughter
didn’t mean a whole lot after
is it so easy to pretend?
does it give your heart a thrill
when you close in for the kill?
is it true that you believe
you only win when you deceive?
or is it just your only skill?
by Richard W. Bray
I had a happy home
And I thought I needed more
I had a happy home
I don’t have it any more
Driving, driving nowhere
Don’t wanna go home
Driving, driving nowhere
I can’t stand myself alone
Driving, driving nowhere
And my gas is running low
Driving, driving nowhere
Cuz I got nowhere to go
I had a girl who loved me
What more can I say?
I had a girl who loved me
And I sent my girl away
Driving, driving nowhere
Don’t wanna go home
Driving, driving nowhere
I can’t stand myself alone
Driving, driving nowhere
And my gas is running low
Driving, driving nowhere
Cuz I got nowhere to go
Ain’t nowhere to go
I ain’t never gonna find
The lovin that I lost
Now I’m gonna lose my mind
Driving, driving nowhere
Don’t wanna go home
Driving, driving nowhere
I can’t stand myself alone
Driving, driving nowhere
And my gas is running low
Driving, driving nowhere
Cuz I got nowhere to go
Richard W. Bray
If you’re finished lovin me
Then that’s all you have to say
A loveless bed’s no place for me
So I’ll be on my way
I’d rather sleep in a tent
Among the hopeless and the damned
Than face another nitetime spent
With my heart in the sand
Some folks’ll straggle on for years
With a love that’s dead and dry
I ain’t drinkin my own tears
You’ll need to find another guy
I’d rather sleep in a tent
Among the hopeless and the damned
Than face another nitetime spent
With my heart in the sand
When good lovin turns to bad
Doctors cannot resuscitate
Stand and salute the love we had
When it was good, it was great
I’d rather sleep in a tent
Among the hopeless and the damned
Than face another nitetime spent
With my heart in the sand
Richard W. Bray
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