VIOLENT ARP LYRICS

Lyrics to VIOLENT ARP
©James Marlon Magas, 2009

THE VIOLENT ARP
You don't even understand desire
You don't even want to know the why
We own all the time
We are no reply
We don't even wonder when we die

COOL AMERICAN
I feel like a cool American
You are not but the only way you ever been
Sunday morning got the funny money act to you
Sunday morning got the funny money act to you

DEVIL IS FLYING (Magas/Larson)
Too many problems in this world
More solutions than problems
Babies born without eyes
Growing up
Telling lies

Devil is flying

There's nothing you can do
Ain't no use in trying

Devil is flying

STATUE
You know it used to really burn me
You know it used to make me fry
and now I can't remember
What it was or even why

You know I used to howl in pain
Because it was inside of my brain
But now I can't remember
What it was to howl in the night

Ah ah

WHISKEY NIGHTS
This is one of those whiskey nights
Anything can happen and anything might
She poured 'em long and she poured 'em right
This is one of those whiskey nights

(chorus)
This is one of those whiskey nights
This is one of those whiskey nights
She poured 'em long and she poured 'em right
This is one of those whiskey nights

repeat verse

LIFE'S LONELY GRIND
Some people say
Why do you stay away
Why do you make us wait
I take my time
I blow my mind
in life's lonely grind
yeah