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Lyrics for Joe Rut: Stolen Tools & Stereos

1 Sleepy Rain

Sleepy rain
Too tired to fall
Why not stay dreaming?
Safe in clouds
Above it all
The world will wait for you

By a rusty track
No wheels had seen
In longer than
The rust remembers
I fell awake
Into this dream
Through sunlight splintered gold

And we’re back again
In my Fairlane
Stacked headlight yellow ’67
That perfect day
Alberta and Joe Ray
We never dreamed of growing old

That August was
A string of pearls
A rosary for non-believers
I held the wheel
But I could feel
Summer slide between my fingers

Climbing up
The Old Priest Grade
Cooled down the engine with the heater
I had a flash
It couldn’t last
But it just tasted that much sweeter

By a waterfall
We drank and swam
My T-shirt tan
A work of art
Into the flow
Look out below
A cannonball shaped like a heart

And we’re still there
Frozen in mid-air
Eternity from rock to river
Above that stream
I only dreamed
We ever grew apart

Sleepy rain
Take your time
I’ll take mine
Don’t be sad
I’m miles away
From that perfect day
But this one’s not too bad

2: I Love My Memory

I love my memory
Because I can remember how
To get to where you are
And that’s where I want to be

I love my memory
Without it I would not know how
To get to where you are
And you’d have to come find me

Everyday the list of things I can’t recall gets longer
But I can still remember everyone who broke my heart

Oh, I love my memory
Because I can remember how
To get to where you are
And that’s where I want to be

I love my memory
Without it I would not know how
To get to where you are
And you’d have to come find me

Someday I’ll be hard pressed to remember what my name is
Memories of my childhood will have all gone up in flames
I won’t know why I’m riding through Peru upon this llama
With directions to your heart pinned on the back of my pajamas

Oh, I love my memory
Because I can remember how
To get to where you are
And that’s where I want to be

I love my memory
Without it I would not know how
To get to where you are
And where you are is somewhere over by the bar

3: Black Velvet Elvis

Black Velvet Elvis
You once were king
It don’t bring me nothing but down
To see you on the sidewalk by the circle K
In your purple lei
And your bird shit crown

I got some room in the back seat
My dog called shotgun fair and square
You look like you long to go
All the way back home to Tupelo
I guess I can get you halfway there

Black Velvet Elvis
I sympathize
These kids they barely know your name
Right beside that broken rocking chair
They left you there
And they took your frame

I don’t mean to make this awkward
But you know nobody rides for free
Just sing me one verse of Blue Christmas
Man, I’ll drive you clear ’cross Tennessee

Black Velvet Elvis
When you close your eyes
Do you only see that mystery train jump track?
Or are you back there, DJ drumming on a cardboard box
While Scotty rocks
And the tape slaps back?

Black Velvet Elvis
This is where we part
I’m not going where you need to go
I’ll just leave you leaning on this highway sign
That’s the line into Tupelo

4: Flea Market

Someday everything that I own
Will be spread out on blankets in piles in the sun
And someone will say to somebody
“Hey, how much for this one?”

And it don’t bother me at all
Let darkness fall
I’ll be starring in somebody’s flea market someday

Someday this record collection
That clutters my hall
Will spread in a thousand directions
My fingerprints on them all

And it don’t bother me at all
Let darkness fall
I’ll be starring in somebody’s flea market someday

In the avenues
Of out of style shoes
Stolen tools and stereos
That’s where you’ll find
What I leave behind
Finally laid out in rows

But the way that you kissed me that summer
In the shadows of San Angelo
The way that you danced in the desert
I’ll take that with me when I go

So it don’t bother me at all
Let darkness fall
I’ll be starring in somebody’s flea market someday

5: 8 A.M. 5th of July

The street sweeper came
The streets are still dirty
It’s just so the City can come and write tickets
There’s a page with a photo of orphans with Ricketts
From an old National Geographic
The passenger mirror on the side of my pickup
Is aimed at the sky
It’s bent in that way
From a long night of prostitutes checking their makeup
And clockers stopping traffic

But look how the sun shines on the broken glass!
And little plastic baggies blow
Like snowflakes that don’t know they’re all the same
And the warring tribes are quiet
They’re not out of ammunition
They’re just sleeping off their high
8:00 am on the 5th of july

Red white and blue ads in liquor store windows
With holiday pricing on Negro Modelo and American Spirits
Can’t help make a fellow
Feel downright patriotic
There’s 3-tooth James in his astro-turf poncho
He made it himself (he tells me with pride)
As he asks for a ride downtown to the VA
For his antibiotics
He offers me 86 cents from his pocket
He keeps his hand on it so it doesn’t jingle
It’s an old habit
You don’t wanna signal
When there’s “diamonds in the mine”
Then this hooker named China walks up to me
Says she found these keys, wants to know if they’re mine
I say “No, but you’re kind, most folks wouldn’t bother”
The she asks me for 5 dollars

But look how the sun shines on the broken glass!
And little plastic baggies blow
Like snowflakes that don’t know they’re all the same
And the warring tribes are quiet
They’re not out of ammunition
They’re just sleeping off their high
8:00 am on the 5th of July

I was out last night with some of my good friends
I tell them I love them as often as I can
Don’t know if they know where I’d be without them
How much their love gets me by
When there are tags on the wall
Piss on the doorway
Condoms and little red sticks in the gutter
From cheap bottle rockets imported from China
That fell out of the sky
But it doesn’t get me down
The shape of my lips is far from a frown
Cuz I’m thinking about Love
And when Love is around
There are filters on my eyes

But look how the sun shines on the broken glass!
And little plastic baggies blow
Like snowflakes that don’t know they’re all the same
And the warring tribes are quiet
They’re not out of ammunition
They’re just sleeping off their high
8:00 am on the 5th of July

6: Drunk DIal

I’m seat-reclined, Econolined
Whiskey drunk and parked behind the Safeway
South of Portland
Calling all my friends up
Just to tell them that I love them
Yes I know it’s 3 a.m. on Tuesday
And you’re working n the morning

Sorry if I woke the kids, the husband, or the wife
It’s an inconvenient hour to feel so grateful
Anyway…well nevermind
You go back to bed
I mean everything I say and won’t remember what I said

Hey look, I didn’t make the rules
I’m just playing the game called
“Call-and-say-I-love-you-now-or-else-delete-your-name”
If you never heard from me don’t worry, it’s alright
I passed out half way through the “A”s
I love you ALL, goodnight

Sorry if I woke the kids, the husband, or the wife
It’s an inconvenient hour to feel so grateful
Anyway…well nevermind
You go back to bed
I mean everything I say and won’t remember what I said

7 Heartbirddream

You found a baby bird on the sidewalk
With wings too weak to catch the air
You climbed into the tree to put it back in the nest
Came down with cherry blossom petals in your hair

But while you were sleeping it fell back out
And I buried its dead body in the clay
When you awoke to found the bird was gone
I lied and said I saw it fly away

Your heart cracked open and that bird tumbled out
With wings too weak and wet to fly
I built a nest inside of my chest
For it to wait until it’s wing were strong and dry

But while you were sleeping it fell back out
Like a cartoon cat I hid it in my mouth
When you awoke and found the bird was gone
I mumbled that I saw it heading south

Through the Oleander
To be brave you must be scared
I think that I was trying to protect you
It felt like I just left you unprepared

I crouched there mute in my birthday suit
My guilty lips pressed tight together
I felt a tiny beak press the inside of my cheek
And from my lips there pushed a tiny feather

My mouth fell open and that bird flew out
I stood amazed, I thought that it had died
You only shook your head and laughed at me
“Silly cat, you couldn’t kill it if you tried”

8 Magic Monkey

There was a long, long list of things I wished
I wished that I was still with you
I wished I had a magic monkey
That pulled money out of his shoe
I wish I had a dollar bill
For every time I broke a vow
I wished I wished that I would stop drinking
But I wish that I was drunk right now

CHORUS:

And I still wish this old rig didn’t rattle
And had no regulator on the throttle
I’m looking for a Genie inside this bottle
And I’m throwing that cork away

I threw a penny in a wishing well
The well threw the penny back
Said “a penny doesn’t really buy a wish no more
Doesn’t even buy a gumball jack”
So I threw in all the quarters from my car’s ashtray
I must’ve been a buck or two
The well said, “thanks for the donation
But there’s really nothing I can do”

CHORUS:

I made a wish upon a falling star
Turned out it was a satellite
Spying on me for the NSA
I called them up that night
I said “my private information is private,
Buddy who the hell you trying to hack?“
They said, ”We don’t know what you’re talking about
But you’re never gonna get her back"

CHORUS:

I finally found a Genie in a bottle
He said, “You get one wish alright?”
I said, “I thought I was supposed to get three”
He said, “Brother times are tight”
So I wished for the first thing on the top of my mind
And baby now I’m back with you
Mostly on account of this magic money
Pulls money put of his shoe
What do you feed a magic monkey
Pulls money out of his shoe?

9: You’re The Porcupine For Me

So there were these two porcupines
Debating which had longer spines
The one said, “Pretty sure it’s me”
The other said, “I know how we can see…
Why don’t we get a little closer over on this couch
We’ll see which one of us says ‘ouch’
If neither does, could just be
That you’re the porcupine for me”

She said, “Well you must think you’re pretty slick
Why don’t you slow it down a little Sam
Moving in all smooth and quick?
What kind a porcupine do you think I am
Coming in all close-like to cop a feel
Why don’t you buy a porcupine a meal?
Take her out dancing, maybe then we’ll see
If you’re the porcupine for me”

Well he took her down to dinner at the local pond
All the squirrels and the beavers they were carrying on
They danced with the swirling stars above
Cheezy raccoon band was playing “Muskrat Love”

He walked her home in the blue moonlight
Got to her door and he pulled her tight
Nobody said ouch, it seemed alright
He kissed her once and then he said goodnight

But as the sun was coming up in the forest dawn
He was still putting Band-Aids on
While she was waking up in a hollow tree
Singing “you’re the porcupine for me”

10: Inscribing My Initials

Oh I love you so much baby
That I’m gonna carve your name
In a 2,000 yea old redwood tree
Let the wilderness witness my love

And I love you so much baby
That I’m inscribing our initials
On the backs of bus stop benches
Let the working poor witness my love

And I want the world to know
(He wants the world to know so bad)
That I think you got a real nice ass!
(The nicest ass he’s ever seen!)
So I’m gonna say it’s so!
(In metallic green!!!!!)
Up on the freeway overpass!

Yeah I love you so much baby
Tell the whole damn Central Valley “I Love You”
On a water tower outside of Stockton
If you’re driving on I–5 witness my love

And I want the world to know
(He wants the world to know so bad)
That I think you got a real nice ass!
(The nicest ass he’s ever seen!)
So I’m gonna say it’s so!
(In metallic green!!!!!)
Up on the freeway overpass!

Oh I Love you so much Baby
I’m encircling our initials with a heart
In the bathroom stall at TGI Fridays
Lets some guy taking a piss witness my love
Let some guy taking a piss witness my love

11: Bodfish Blues

I’m going back through Tehachapi
I can’t stay I’m only passing through
It can’t be the way it used to be
Time don’t move the way it used to do

Go Back, Go back
Go back to the way it used to be
I’m catching lizards in a coffee can
Good clean dirt on my hands

The tree we planted when I was nine
It’s taller than the trailer now
Someone I don’t know has carved his name
Just below the lowest bough

Go Back, Go back
Go back to the way it used to be
I’m catching lizards in a coffee can
Good clean dirt on my hands

Old MacDonald had a farm
It’s a McDonald’s now
Golden arches mark the very spot
His hands slid from that gospel plough

Oh memory, memory
You’ve been good to me
I’ve done what I could to be good to you
It’s sometimes tough
When the edge is rough
On the things I choose to hold on to

Go Back, Go back
Go back to the way it used to be
I’m catching lizards in a coffee can
Good clean dirt on my hands

12 Love Street In My Mind

I was driving north on Love Street in my mind
But the traffic lights on Love Street are un-timed
So I had to hit the brakes
At the corner of Love and Hate
Big red light glaring at me so unkind

Well you know I’m impatient and I hate to wait
so just to keep the tires turning I took a right on Hate
Seven detours later and I still feel like a hater
And it’s lost and I’m getting late

“Excuse me, could you point me back to Love Street?
I was just there but now it’s hard to find
And I’m asking everyone that I meet
Could you point me back to Love Street in my mind?”

I took a left at Irony
That’s where I lost a wheel and I hit a tree
I know that’s no ironic
A few Tequilla tonics
Made it feel like less of a tragedy

I stumbled past the alley of compassion
And I woke the sleeping guard by tripping on a trashcan
He woke up long enough to say
“Don’t worry, it’ll be OK”
And he fell back asleep again before I could ask him:

“Excuse me, could you point me back to Love Street?
I was just there but now it’s hard to find
And I’m asking everyone that I meet
Could you point me back to Love Street in my mind?”