the eyes of lucy jordan

people always talk much but sometimes never say a lot
and everyone's shallow and everyone's vain
and if you do have a heart you'd better build a wall around it,
lock the door, swallow the key and play the game,
be shallow, be vain.
and then we wake up, and we're 30 or 40 or 50
and we keep telling ourselves
that every summer we had was a summer of '69
and we find there's not a dream left to fail
and that the fruits we bruised
make the wine we'll drink for dinner
but at least we've been there, done that.
and i'll be wearing your t-shirt.

you don't have a health plan but you tie your laces twice,
you don't have a lover but you're looking for a wife,
to buy a brand new mactop you have sold your old guitar
make all your old friends ponder who you were and where you are
i'm a slave to no one but the mirror and the knife,
but turn the lights off and we'll look alike.

Friend of Mine

Bring the night in with a starry sky
hold your hand up in a ray of smiles
find a passion
and survive.

Live tomorrow like you never lived today
and if the queen of hearts won't take your pain
search for soul
instead.

Ask the pious adorer what is on her mind
take a tooth for a tooth and give an eye
choose a wilder dream
and try.

Be the stubborn brat i met a hundred years ago
stop looking at that open door
start over
and aim low.

life is a sell-off and we don't do returns.

are you busy reading your own diary
teenage lust for blood and disappointment
for you i'll act the 17-year-old
the times have changed, the toy hasn't grown
the dream hits the fan and the phantom lives on.

he did it with her, did it for her
did it on behalf of her
did it to be half of her.

now she'ws none of his
he's all hers
the simple mathematics
of educated jerks.

ready to beg

i am hopeful
without compromising
make your own definition of torture.

taken a big step backward
what sort of weather is heading your way?

see what happens

there isn't that much work to do,
a lot of people who are judging
on all sides of it.

starting at the top of the hour
we will grow up and become better
right after this.

see these kids foaming
now after the promises
see the brutal reality

fill the time
pack the house
what do you want to prove?

it's gonna move quickly
i can beat you to the podium
i might

no title

get shot for people magazine
live up to their ideals
we've seen it in your eyes
we've read it in your thighs
have some prozac, it'll be alright
and a leaf of lettuce on the side

so goodnight, my friend, goodnight

I'll tell you again how I'm happy here
I don't have them and I don't have her
but I have my tobacco and burbon and beer.
And everyone ends up somewhere.