Vic Chesnutt - Drunk

 

 

Sleeping Man

You're a freak of nature
You are a siamese
You are in a pickle jar
For all the world to see

Watching the sleeping man
Watching the sleeping man
Watching the sleeping man
Watching the sleeping man

You are a guarded secret
In a government home
But now they come to see you
By the busload

 

Bourgeois and Biblical

Bourgeois and biblical
Hanging on nails
Mad metallic icons
The old cyclone still compels
Your hoity haiku lip curls
the onion papers drain
Constantinople
misty recollections
cold outdoor acoustics
piney panorama

 

One of Many

You're only one of many
of small account if any
You think about yourself too much
This touched the child with a quick touch
And worked his mind to such a pitch,
He threw his fellows in a ditch
This little child who was so mild is grown too wild

‘Murder in the first degree’ cried old fury
Recording the verdict of the jury
Now we come to the execution tree
The gallows stand wide on me, on me
"Christ died for sinners," explained the prison chaplain
From his miscellany
Weeping bitterly,
The little child cried,‘I die one of many’

 

Supernatural

Built a king on compliments
charisma and advertisements
Still they see him shimmer ephermeral
It ain't supernatural
No It ain't supernatural
Supernatural baby

Out of body experience
I flew around the hospital room once
on intravenous Demerol
it weren't supernatural
No It weren't supernatural
Supernatural maybe

Sudden smell, a certain view
Sparks a whoppin case of the deja vu
Is it inexplicable
It ain't supernatural
No It ain't supernatural
Supernatural baby

 

When I ran off and left her

When I ran off and left her
she wasn't holding a baby
But she was holding a bottle
and a big grudge against me

I tried to learn from the psychiatrist
how to stay calm, minimize risk
But I should've kept all those appointments
I'm, I'm gonna need em
I'm coming disjointed

When I ran off and left her
I didn't look backwards
Till I was halfway to Chattanooga
On the Atlanta connector
That's when I started flashing
on the little things that she did
All her little sayings and I started to wig
I should've kept all those appointments
I'm, I'm gonna need em
I'm coming disjointed

 

Dodge

There's so many ghosts out there on these streets
I always hate to ponder who's under those sheets
Every little thing is temporary
If I stay here any longer I'll end up very very scary

It's just a general freak that is boiling in me
And I'm terrified what it's gonna dislodge
I've done shit everywhere that there is to eat
I guess it's time for me to get the fuck out of Dodge

I bent over backwards to misbehave
It's a holy wonder I just didn't slip on over into an early grave
I showed my behind so frequently
My dear old mother she can't even recognize me

It's just a general freak that is boiling in me
And I'm terrified what it's gonna dislodge
I've done shit everywhere that there is to eat
I guess it's time for me to get the fuck out of Dodge

 

Gluefoot

Cross my heart and cross my eyes
Stick a needle in my thigh
Drop kick my unscrewed lid
and fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle with what's inside
A rusty mass of mechinations
Still i'm vying for the right vaccination

I make a masterful selection like louis pasteur
Certain i've found at least a temporary cure
If there's one thing i've learned in this chemical world
it's very very very very very little is pure

My gluefoot sticks, i wrestle with it
I try to skedaddle but my gluefoot is fixed

If they'd give me a shovel in this communication age
Maybe i'd have kept my mouth shut and done something today
I want to blame democracy and it's inherent lies
I want to blame my heritage for my leisurely demise

Everybody wants to wear the cleats
Everbody wants to be Dominique
I want to be someone separate from me
I want to have a sustained feeling

My gluefoot sticks, i wrestle with it
I try to skedaddle but my gluefoot is fixed

 

Drunk

She said it, she should know
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk

She'd by told by, she knows
she'd been through it, quantity
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk

What can I say, I do what I can
She should know, I am what I am

She's been through, oh like a gopher
down to the patch, get that panic back
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk

She's been to Rome yes
When they so it so as they do
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk

Oh, Lordy mercy, I think it's quantity
I am what I am, I am what I believe
bad on the head
like a mad man, belligerent
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk
Drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk

 

Naughty Fatalist

Rave and rant in yer old Foster Grants
I can see my billowy reflection
You're a giant
You're a giant
a little late night caching
a tender moving soul shake
with all light diffused
you'll wake up butch and bruised
butch and bruised

Straight lines as the stork flies
Ooh straight lines as the stork flies
As the stork flies
Naughty, naughty fatalist
Naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty fatalist
Naughty fatalist, naughty fatalist

An elderly woman on a fashionable couch
Cane on the carpet tapping as she expounds
Tapping, tap tapping
A little late night caching
A tender moving soul shake
With all light diffused
You'll wake up butch and bruised
Butch and bruised
Butch and bruised

 

Super Tuesday

Super tuesday, on the ball
Super tuesday
I am out on a stroll

Super tuesday, i'm in control
Oh, super tuesday
I'm out on a stroll
I'm out on a stroll

Super tuesday, i'm in the door
Super tuesday
I am good for a bore
I'd do anything for a bore

 

Kick My Ass

I'm so sorry you had to kick my ass
You said I ruined your life
I didn't mean to do that
I had to untangle where we was entwined
I was strangling me...were you breathing so fine
the jam I was in when things weren't working out
led me to the brunt of your swinging bout
I'm so sorry, I regret everything
What can I do to take back that swing
I'm so sorry a scuffle ensued
but things are so much better I guess thanks to you
I'm so sorry you had to pull my hair
I had to take care of business
there was a lot of business giving there

 

Aunt Avis

Help me mama, for I have grinned
Save me daddy from where I'm goin'
Call out to me from the ages beyond
Help me remember how to be good
How to continue when I feel I really shouldn't
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I feel I really shouldn't

Help me granddaddy to see the swans
Strike me granny with your golden palm
Teach me now what I could never learn before
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I feel I really shouldn't
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I feel I really shouldn't

Teach me Great Uncle to hear the talk
Show me Aunt Avis with your ageless chalk
Scratch it out for me on my cloudy retina
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I know I really shouldn't
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I know I really shouldn't
How to remember how to be good
How to continue when I feel I really shouldn't