Sometimes life is gonna hurt
Attacking others makes it worse
It's gonna take a lot of work
But you don't have to be a jerk
Please, get some help with your disease
It really isn't very smart
To have a hatey hatey heart
A lot of bad things going on
That’s why we have to carry on
You don’t have to be so dour
Go outside and smell a flower
Please, get some help with your disease
It really isn't very smart
To have a hatey hatey heart
Don't wanna let your insides rust
Like your soul is full of pus
The thing you really need to know
Is how to let your anger go
Please, get some help with your disease
It really isn't very smart
To have a hatey hatey heart
Please, get some help with your disease
It really isn't very smart
To have a hatey hatey heart
by Richard W. Bray
Do you think of yourself as an atheist?
God no. Those were the good old days…
For a long time I’ve suspected that we might be simply incapable of imagining the epochal evils of which we stand rightly accused and I thought it at least possible that the structure of reality itself harbors something like the forms of which our sordid history is only a pale reflection.
—from Stella Maris by Cormac McCarthyWhat do you do when evil looks you in the eye?
Some people just start lying and lying
Until their life becomes like a Stairmaster of lies
From which they can never escape
What do you do when evil looks you in the eye?
Some people just look for something beautiful
And try to kill it
What do you do when evil looks you in the eye?
Some people just look for something they think they can control
What do you do when evil looks you in the eye?
Some people just sigh
And try
Not to cause any more pain than they have to
Just to get by
by Richard W. Bray
If you've got the freedom, I've got the time
—Kris Kristofferson
Sad song on the jukebox
The barman rang his bell
Another night with my buddies
And the tales that they tell
I seen you around town
You move real nice
I'd like to get to know about
Your sugar and your spice
I’m not gonna tell you how to spend your time
Sometimes a body needs a body till the morning sun shines
Maybe there's a chance
We could have a good time
Maybe I could learn about
Your rhythm and your rhyme
The wind is blowing lonesome
It's a long walk home
My room is awful empty
I don't wanna be alone
I’m not gonna tell you how to spend your time
Sometimes a body needs a body till the morning sun shines
by Richard W. Bray
I wake up in the night
No joy in being right
Shut your eyes
And close your ears
As it tumbles down like tears
The news that burns your soul
The things we can’t control
Uphill all the way
Every minute of the day
Big dreams and little toils
A sunny day, a patch of soil
Way leads on to way
When there’s nothing
More to say
by Richard W. Bray
You always talk so much trash
About everyone you know
Are you insecure?
Or are you just an asshole?
You always talk so much trash
It's getting really old
Did you have a bad day?
Or are you just an asshole?
You always talk so much trash
Such an active piehole
Are you trying to impress?
Or are you just an asshole?
You always talk so much trash
Like you think we don't know
What you say when we're not here
God, you're such an asshole!
by Richard W. Bray
living the heartache
in all those country songs
i broke a lot of rules
i did a lot of wrong
My daddy used to say you get what you give
There's a price to pay for the way that you live
being this stupid
should hurt a lot more
lying don't work
the body keeps score
My daddy used to say you get what you give
There's a price to pay for the way that you live
i turned love into dog shit
turned heaven into hell
left a mountain full of sunshine
at the bottom of a well
My daddy used to say you get what you give
There's a price to pay for the way that you live
ran through a brick wall
crawled over broken glass
there ain't no redemption
for my sorry old ass
My daddy used to say you get what you give
There's a price to pay for the way that you live
by Richard W. Bray
Another barstool winner
Now he’s talking off my ear
Sounds like he scored a lot of points
During his junior year
Another barstool winner
Chomping teeth and talking fast
I guess his nostrils are full
White powder – what a blast
Another barstool winner
Staggered over from his hovel
In another four years
He’ll be finished with his novel
Another barstool winner
He doesn’t miss the kids and wife
He says they're all jealous
Of his freewheeling life
Another barstool winner
Don’t ask me what I’m doing here
I’d rather listen than talk
Time to pour another beer
by Richard W. Bray
I knew you for a night
And before it was day
You turned off your light
And fluttered away
You're the kind of girl who always breaks my heart
I never learn my lesson cuz I’m not very smart
Fairest of creation
You make molecules spin
My lowly situation
I ain't never gonna win
You're the kind of girl who always breaks my heart
I never learn my lesson cuz I’m not very smart
Your smile could light a city
Your song could be a band
You're a miracle of matter
I'm just a hired hand
You're the kind of girl who always breaks my heart
I never learn my lesson cuz I’m not very smart
by Richard W. Bray
Liiiiiike honeybees and sunshine
Smelly cheeses and red wine
Don’t fuss and darlin’ don’t whine
You always knew that you would be mine
Liiiiiike fireflies and warm nights
Fried chicken and appetites
Six seven and eight nine
I’ve never seen you look so fine
Liiiiiike babies and wet tears
Hound dogs and droopy old ears
There ain't gonna be a better time
The moon is purple and the stars shine
Liiiiiike trouble and outlaws
Cobb salad and a good toss
You can meet me at the state line
Got a place your daddy won’t find
by Richard W. Bray
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