Hustlin

I always wanted to be a healer and give out medicine

I was too dumb to be a doctor so I do this

They say your dream job won’t pay your bills

They said change your dream but I just changed my bills

I’m hustlin’, baby

Some people braggin’ about how rich they are

Some people cryin’ about how poor they are

I do my best to hide from it all

There’s always a little bit of hummus and a couch to sleep on

I’ve been sneakin’ into clubs, singing my shit

I don’t know how I’m still alive but I ain’t dead yet

I’m hustlin’, baby

You and I both know that it’s tough out here

I get advice from musicians, I get advice from thieves

Sometimes it’s totally different, sometimes it’s the same thing

Steal a lot from one person and they call the cops

Steal a little from everyone, you rise to the top.

I’m hustlin’, baby

And the government wants me to give ‘em some cash

Money I used to have but I no longer have

Just cause I made it don’t mean I saved it

I ain’t that smart, I ain’t that complacent

And you’re the last people I wanna give it to

I don’t trust how you spend it, you don’t spend it like I do

I got a little bit of money for a little bit of thrills

I’m paying my rent in dollar bills

I’m hustlin’, baby

You and I both know that it’s tough out here

I don’t know how I’m gonna find ya, babe it’s hard for me

You’re always 2,000 miles from wherever I play

And you want some kids, maybe I want em too

Can we get ourselves a old one, maybe 22

Ain’t got no college loans, ain’t got no other debts too

He could smoke with me, he could drink with you

He could be my drummer, David Crosby does that

He didn’t raise his kids neither, honey, how ‘bout that

I’m hustlin’, baby

You and I both know that it’s tough out here

I always wanted to be a healer and give out medicine

I was too dumb to be a doctor so I do this

Don’t Ask

Don’t ask me if I’m lonely, baby

You know I’m lonely

If I wasn’t lonely then I wouldn’t be talking to you

I’m trying to drink this poison

And see if it’ll kill me

I used to have immunity, but now I don’t know what it’ll do

You don’t know where I’ve been

I was just a canvas back then

But now I’m drippin’ with paint

I ain’t old baby, I’m brand new

Don’t ask if I’ve been writing, baby

You know I ain’t been writing

If I’d been writing then I wouldn’t be talking to you

I’m trying to board this trainwreck

I used to have a ticket

All the best shit I’ve ever written, honey, it’s all been coming from you

So don’t shut me up

It ain’t like it was

I’ve shed some layers

I ain’t old baby, I’m brand new

Don’t ask me if I miss my bed

Why the hell would I miss my bed

This world has got a lot of beds

And I don’t mind trying them all

Some are full of sadness and

Some ain’t got no blankets

But some are like heaven, honey, more than I could ever pull

I’ve been rambling long

And I keep on rolling on

That old cocoon is dead and gone

I ain’t old baby, I’m brand new

Son Of A Man

When I met you, I was tired and drained

Festival still in my system

I couldn’t even hear your name

Didn’t need to

I didn’t know you had been with him

And that he was still trippin’

Makes sense that he’s still trippin’

Oh I’d be trippin’ too

It’s a drag doing the right thing

But I’m too old to do the wrong thing

I can’t claim ignorance

Like some son of a man

I wanted you, maybe you wanted me

Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe

I got issues with how I’m seen

You wouldn’t understand

I suppose they’ll be another one

You’ll forget me it’s easily done

I’ll slip through your hands

Like some son of a man

I’m sure I would’ve blown it anyway

Or gotten restless when the seasons changed

It’s a pattern for me these days,

My weird love

On back to the beginning

So many goddamn beginnings

Reborn into the wasteland

Like some son of a man

Part Wolf

I got that American meanness

Sweet mama was a Los Angelina

Sweet daddy told me all about my weakness

How deep it would go

You ask me if I have any regrets mmhmm

What kind of life you livin’ havin’ no regrets

You tell your story but you ain’t got no climax

You best get back in the ring

And learn how to bleed

‘Cause it’s part wolf

It’s part island and

It’s part cult

It’s part violence

I got my heaven inches from me wherever I go

It’s part love

It’s part demon

It’s part roots

It’s part leavin’

You don’t know the hell of havin’ your heaven so close

I got that American meanness

Sweet mama was a Los Angelina

Sweet daddy told me all about my weakness

How deep it would go

This is the year that we’ll be kickin’ his ass out

Maybe you been sleepin’ maybe you been passed out

I’m here to shake ya, here to wake your ass up now

You didn’t suffer so long just to keep on suffering on

‘Cause it’s part wolf

It’s part island and

It’s part cult

It’s part violence

You give me your hand

I do my best not to let it go

It’s part love

It’s part demon

It’s part roots

It’s part leavin’

You don’t know the hell of havin’ your heaven so close

Crazy Mama

Crazy mama where you been so long?

You been hiding out, I know it’s true

Crazy mama, sure need you

Crazy mama, where you been so long?

Standing on the corner, looking for you babe

Lord, have mercy, can I see

Crazy mama coming back to me

Crazy mama, where you been so long?

Climb Up

They can’t hear you sing if they’re too far from the speaker

Hard not to preach to the choir, the demons run from the preacher

But I know where they hide

All we gotta do is climb

You gotta climb up

If you wanna bring em down

Trickle down, trickle down, all you get is a trickle

Told hard to live large, all you get is a little

Leave you stranded in the middle

With nothing left to stand on

You gotta climb up

If you wanna bring em down

We’re done with karma, ain’t got no time for that

Karma take too long, the devil rides first class

But we’ll take it back

Pass it all around

You gotta climb up

If you wanna bring em down

Used It All Up

I’ve been taking it, but it don’t hit like it used to

I’ve been hitting it, but it don’t stick like it used to

Maybe I lost it, maybe I tossed it

Maybe it just faded to dust

Maybe, darling, I just used it all up

Don’t Deny

Believe me when I tell you the truth

There’s an asterisk on me and you

But there’s one on the universe too

And I was high when we first made love

I was blinded by the light from above

You were singin’ like a drunken dove

Flyin’ fast through the pourin’ rain

Don’t deny what you can’t explain

Well you want me to meet your dad

But I only wear women’s pants

You’re afraid he’ll know the difference

And I’m sorry about your mom

Coulda sworn she’d like my songs

Yeah, ‘cause moms they usually do

It’s just a weird show that she went to

Yeah the crowd didn’t give me no love

I played too many songs off the new album

But your mama love me anyway

Don’t deny what you can’t explain

And you said a gentleman is just a patient wolf

Oh, honey, just tell me when I’ve been patient enough

I see that full moon coming up

And now ain’t the time for us to go all the way

Leave ‘em wantin’ more, yeah you always say

So I give you a kiss and downstairs DJ

Somebody please get me out of this church

Holy water ain’t supposed to burn

On my lips and on my tongue

Oh, I’m trying not to drink it up

Yeah but Lord have mercy on me,

I ain’t never been this thirsty

Mouth wide open in the pouring rain

Don’t deny what you can’t explain

Vallecito

Don’t you know there is snow in the hills all around us

Don’t you think it won’t be ‘til spring ‘til they find us

I sold my soul to the devil for real, but I got myself a bad deal

And I feel there is one path left to reclaim it

See I went back to the crossroads but I stood alone

If you ain’t got nothing to give up he won’t ever come

This golden voice I traded for left the audiences tired and bored

All the talent in the world ain’t worth nothin’ without a little soul

There’s enough of this stuff to keep just one of us alive

Normally, without any remorse, I would kill for my life

But I feel that my time has come and my master can no longer run

I will meet that thief out there in the blinding snow

Nomads

We clawed through brambles and we swam through mud

Climbed over fences and kicked up some dust

Waded through trash, waded through the weeds

Wild dogs nippin’ at our feet

We slept in ditches and we slept in the fog

Slept in your beds while you were gone

Watched our lives get scattered and torn

Hid underground and came out reborn

Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads

We bled some blood, we bled some oil too

Bled on the liars so everyone knew

Fake musicians fell and we just let ‘em

Singing if your lyrics were true, you probably wouldn’t forget em

Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads

I met my enemies, I met my foes

Taught ‘em my songs and I just made ‘em join

Ate all the drugs that we were able to eat

Saw the infinite and made our peace

Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads

We lost some lovers and we lost some friends

Some by accident, some by our own hands

But I ain’t your mama, I won’t take you home

We’re moving forward, children, from now on

Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads