Moonlight can caress a face
Who knew?
I never thought I’d meet someone
Like you
Rainbows are so radiant
Who knew?
After rainstorms birds chirp in
The dew
Sunshine is so glorious
Who knew?
I’m bathing in the light since I
Found you
Stars are so spectacular
Who knew?
A billion billion worlds where love
Might brew
The universe is beautiful
Who knew?
Since I discovered that you like
Me too
by Richard W. Bray
My daddy beat me every day
When other kids went out to play
My daddy taught me right from wrong
He made me pure; he made me strong
Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead
My side’s right and yours is wrong
We’re good and great and pure and strong
You’re demonic; you are sick
Your words are just an evil trick
Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead
I’ll never walk inside your shoes
We can’t win until you lose
Life’s a seesaw; I can’t twiddle
There is nothing in the middle
Wonderin’ what it’s all about
Turns my insides inside out
It hurts to look inside my head
I’d rather just hate you instead
by Richard W. Bray
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
I’m me
Cuz I’m not you
And I hate everything
You do
I hate hate hate hate hate you
And I hate your stupid group
You’re a bunch of stupid losers
And you’re all full of poop
I hate everything you do
I hate everything you say
I could fix the whole world
If you just went away
I have a pair of handrails:
Anger and disgust
I don’t hate you cuz I want to
I hate you cuz I must
by Richard W. Bray
You can talk till you turn blue
You can say what he should do
So he can be someone like you
You can call in kith and kin
And have them add up all his sin
But you ain’t never gonna win
You can devise a perfect plan
So he can be a better man
But you will never understand
You can bitch; you can complain
But there’s nothing you will gain
Cuz you’re never gonna talk a person sane
by Richard W. Bray
ReadyReady for the weekend
ReadyReady for my friends
ReadyReady to get crazy
Never thought the week would end
ReadyReady for the weekend
ReadyReady for some fun
ReadyReady for some freedom
And I really miss the sun
ReadyReady for the weekend
ReadyReady to explode
ReadyReady for some contact
Gonna find someone to hold
ReadyReady for the weekend
ReadyReady for the sky
ReadyReady for the outside
Before I suffocate and die
by Richard W. Bray
She’ll be nothing like I pictured her to be
—Neil Young, Lookin’ for a Love
Didn’t expect her beauty
From her bones to her skin
Didn’t expect the galaxy
To suddenly spin
Didn’t expect her smile
With its magical power
Didn’t expect her laugh
To resonate for hours
Didn’t expect to quiver
When she looks me in the face
Didn’t expect her poise
Didn’t expect her grace
Didn’t expect her countenance
To fill me up with joy
Didn’t expect to frolic
Like a goofy little boy
Didn’t expect to ever be
This silly and this sappy
Didn’t know there was such a thing
As permanent lovehappy
by Richard W. Bray
Never felt right
Never felt whole
Till I found a bottle
To parch my dusty soul
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
I came up in a stupid little
One-horse town
Booze is the friend
That never let me down
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
I’m anxious and ornery
Till I get a drink
Won’t quit until I wake up
In a pile of stink
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
by Richard W. Bray
Middle aged man in his underwear playing video games and drinking beer.
Playing your Nintendo
Like a stupid little kid
Jesus won’t you tell me
What I ever did
To deserve a drunkin fool
Spending everything I earn
I shoulda stayed in school
I guess I’ll never learn
Disappoint me
Let me down
Incite my indignation
I will always
Keep you round
To focus my frustration
by Richard W. Bray
If you drink your life to crud
Till you’re crawling in the mud
And puking pints of blood
If you gamble on the ponies
Till you’re sickly and you’re bony
And your kids eat macaroni
I’m sorry for your trauma
If you’re dusting up the drama
With a dozen baby mamas
It really ain’t my gain
If your life fills up with pain
Until you think you’ll go insane
Your problems
Ain’t my issue
Though I’ll support you
And I wish you
All the best
But I won’t waste
Precious time
Fixating on your
Your sins and crimes
I’ll just stay thankful
For the ways
My life is blessed
by Richard W. Bray
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