Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

Toil

February 23, 2013

toil

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
   Yes, to the very end.

—Christina Rossetti

life’s a road
that runs uphill
strife and toil
always will
be the daily
plight of all
who breathe

cursing fate’s
a waste of time
find your beat
and live your rhyme
cherish all
you can before
you leave

Richard W. Bray

A Brand New Bunch of Lies

February 8, 2013

Magnifying glass with the word lies magnified in square format in blue

I know my baby loves me

Cuz he makes me moan and coo
Sometimes he wreaks of perfume
But what’s a girl to do?
I should feel flattered
Other women want him too

Pondering reality
Is never very wise
I can only take the truth
In disguise
Time for me to find myself
A brand new bunch of lies

I’m just a social drinker
I never drink alone
There’s fifty-seven bars
Where I am widely known
I ain’t an alcoholic
I don’t even drink at home

Pondering reality
Is never very wise
I can only take the truth
In disguise
Time for me to find myself
A brand new bunch of lies

They say my boy’s a bully
Cuz he had a couple fights
He ain’t no troublemaker
He just stands up for his rights
Bail bonds and sirens
Fill my sleepless nights

Pondering reality
Is never very wise
I can only take the truth
In disguise
Time for me to find myself
A brand new bunch of lies

Richard W. Bray

I’d Rather Sleep in a Tent

January 29, 2013

tent


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

Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G

January 8, 2013

urban causcasian

always naggin bout my threads
and causin controversy
when im stylin in my sneakers
and a vintage sports jersey

Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
i cant be the man u want me to be
Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
im urban caucasian—your a silly hick B

u dont like my family
and u hate on my posse
u assaulted my auntie
and called her a NAZI

Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
i cant be the man u want me to be
Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
i dont love u and you never loved me

always watchin honey boo-boo
with all your shorties
always slammin Boones Farm
when im tuggin on my forties

Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
i cant be the man u want me to be
Audi Audi Audi Audi 5000 G
im urban cuacasian–your a silly hick B

Richard W. Bray

or so i’m told

December 2, 2012
rainclouds

the universe is big
and dark and cold
a kiss could break a heart
or so i’m told

her countenance was sweet
and warm and bright
a bed could burn for two
throughout the night

the atmosphere was fresh
and light and thin
unlike any place
i ever been

like Icarus i climbed
and fell and fell
a taste of heaven
on my way to hell

the universe is big
and dark and cold
a kiss could break a heart
or so i’m told

by Richard W. Bray

Vitamin Me

November 3, 2012

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzvitamins

You could see your doctor for some tests
He’ll say “drink some juice and get some rest”
Beg your pardon if I’m actin lewd
But I’m the one to fill you up with fluid

It’s time to take your Vitamin Me
To inoculate against insanity
I’m a remedy for everything that bores
I’m rejuvenating and and I’ll clear your pores

You could call a nurse who gives advice
She’ll say rest and relaxation should suffice
But Honey, I got processes planned
To leave you felling like a hundred grand

It’s time to take your Vitamin Me
To inoculate against inanity
I’m a remedy for everything that bores
I’m rejuvenating and and I’ll clear your pores

We might havta break a couple laws
But it’s better than a weekend at the spa
My treatments obliterate the blahs
But it ain’t the kinda thing you tell your ma

It’s time to take your Vitamin Me
To inoculate against insanity
I’m a remedy for everything that bores
I’m rejuvenating and I’ll clear your pores

by Richard W. Bray

I’ll Get Back to You

October 6, 2012

You couldn’t hide your pleasure
When you heard I’d lost my job
And you almost started laughing
When I told you I got robbed

So please leave me a message
When you hear the beep
I wouldn’t ignore you
Just cuz you’re a creep
(I’ll get back to you)

I heard you threw a party
When your best friend broke her leg
You vacation in the ghetto
To hear the homeless beg

So get yourself a pigeon
And airmail me a note
I can’t wait to read
Everything you wrote
(I’ll get back to you)

Obituaries are candy
For bitter fools like you
And seeing people happy
Always makes you blue

Please send me an email
Or Facebook me some time
And I will get right on it
You wretched ball of slime
(I’ll get back to you)

by Richard W. Bray

Things that Matter

August 20, 2012

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Pack a lunch
And fix her face
Today your little girl’s
Gonna join the race
She’s got a bag
That’s half her size
Time to swallow tears
And kiss goodbye

Got no choice
But to let her go
It’s a mighty pain
No one else could know
One last hug
Wish her well
Things that matter
Hurt like hell

Tempers shattered
All your light
Now the golden glow
Is an endless night
She held you up
For half a life
Nothing prepares you
To lose a wife

Got no choice
But to let her go
It’s a mighty pain
No one else could know
One last hug
Wish her well
Things that matter
Hurt like hell

by Richard W. Bray

Run

August 17, 2012

None of my possessions
Could cure my ailing life
Not my sixteen bedrooms
Not my modelpretty wife
I got a fancy car
And drove it far away
Drove right to the edge of
The good ole USA

No matter where I go
Buddy, there I am
Geography can’t help me
Cuz I don’t give a damn
I’m gonna get a shovel
And dig a giant hole
If I don’t find a remedy
To cure my aching soul

Sometimes I wish my daddy
Had beat me as a kid
Then I’d have a reason
For all the things I did
Deep down I feel guilty
Just for sucking wind
Maybe I was born with
Insufficient skin

No matter where I go
Buddy, there I am
Geography can’t help me
Cuz I don’t give a  damn
I’m gonna get a shovel
And dig a giant hole
If I don’t find a remedy
To cure my aching soul

by Richard W. Bray

Ain’t Nothin’ Better than a Dog

August 8, 2012

Rusty, Rover, Dusty, Clover, Thumper and Spike
Daphne, Dolly, Dabney, Molly, Jumper and Mike
Lucky, Franklin, Bucky, Jasmine, Happy and Bro
Sonny, Chester, Domino, Dexter, Grady and Moe

At the end of a crazy, hectic day
When you need somebody to play
Ain’t nothin’ better than a dog

Elmo, Gizmo, Ginger, Oso, Dallas and Duke
Winston, Fluffy, Waldo, Duffy, Opal and Luke
Spencer, Sparrow, Stallion, Pharaoh, Ribsy and Red
Parker, Pepper, Pedro, Viper, Apollo and Fred

When you need a faithful family friend
A dog is true and loyal to the end
Ain’t nothin’ better than a dog

Baron, Banjo, Bandit, Bingo, Lily and Zack
Groucho, Kona, Marlowe, Fiona, Lulu and Mac
Corky, Fido, Ollie, Dido, Espresso and Jet
Tobey, Yogi, Kobe, Hoagi, Boney and Babette

You might be thinking you’re real smart
But your brain is always smaller than his heart
Ain’t nothin’ better than a dog

by Richard W. Bray