Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
CHORUS
The Devil Rides Out Tonight.
There's Something in the Blood Tonight.
Out in the Air, a Hangman on the Loose
He's Got To Keep You Scared
That's the Only Way You'll Be of Any Use.
VERSE
Sooner or Later They Were Bound to Hit Paydirt.
Now Lovers are Haters And Doubters are Traitors.
. . . so Pray.
CHORUS
The Devil Rides Out Tonight.
There's no Blood Above the Door Tonight
Ho Chi Minh or Hussein; It's Pretty Much the Same.
Since they Don't Believe in Jesus
We Can Send Them All to Hell in His Name . . .
No. No. No. No. No.
BRIDGE
Here Before. Seems Like We've all been Here Before.
The Only thing that Changes is the Name of the War.
Every Other Note is From That Musical Score . . . that we've:
Heard Before. Every Righteous Patriotic Word Before.
We're Still Bringing Heathens to the "Peace of the Lord."
We've all Been Here Before.
VERSE
Curtis Lemay Sends His Love. Bombs Away.
And We all Shout Ole. But the Groundlings Will Pay
With Their Lives . . .
CHORUS
Because the Devil Rides Out Tonight.
There's Something in the Blood Tonight.
Out in the Air, a Hangman on the Loose.
He's Got to Keep You Scared.
That's the Only Way You'll Be of Any Use.
BRIDGE
OUT
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
We've Got
Lots of Things to do;
You Don't Talk to Me;
I Don't Talk to You
That's a Lot of Water
Under the Brid . . . .
VERSE TWO
We Made an Art Out of Loneliness;
We Made a Lot of Dough
And That Became Our Only-ness
And That's a Lot of Water
Water Over the Dam . . .
VERSE THREE
. . . .(Damn)
These Eyes
Damn These Foolish Eyes
They Were Guaranteed Not to Run
And Not to Cry
Now There's a Lot of WaterAll Over My Life
BRIDGE
(Please)
Tell Me What's a Girl To Do
I Can't Just Go On Back to Tara
I Am Not Scarlett O'Hara
And I Can't Just
Go On Back
To a Life
Where I'm Only
Treading
Water With You . . . .
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
Well Uncle Luther Came Into my Room,
And Said: "Boy . . . Get on Your Clothes"
"Your Mother and Sisters, They're Down in the Kitchen
And They Don't Want You up Here
All Alone."
I Got Out of Bed Like Old Luther Said
And Tucked in my Shirt Like I've Been Told,
And I Took His Hand All Along the Stairs,
But I Had Never Felt This Cold
All the Way Down
All the Way Down
All the Way Down
VERSE TWO
It's So Strange That Folks are Walkin' In,
And Mother Looks Up and Runs Her Hand Through My Hair
And I Hear Luther Talkin
''bout Daddy Drivin' to the Market'
bout a Soft Shoulder . . .
That Shouldn't be There
Car Flew in the Air
BRIDGE
And I Can't Feel my Arms and Legs Right Now
And I Can't Really Tell What's Bein' Said
Because Every Time Someone Leans Down to Talk to me,
I Hear Old Luther's Words
Rollin' Me Out Of Bed
And They All Look at You Out of the Corner of Their Eyes
It's like They Put You on a Stage
When Your Daddy Dies . . . .
VERSE THREE
A Soft Shoulder Can Really Break Your Heart
And Sometimes It Can Make You Cry,
And Sometimes Dying Can Be the Easy Part,
Because All Those Left Behind You Have to Learn to Cry.
Yes, They're Going to Learn to Cry
All the Way Home
All the Way Home
All the Way Home . . . .
Copyright Bob Story & Dennis Wanebo 2003
CHORUS
All the People are Ready
They're Every Bit as Ready as a Blushing Bride
And if that Good Wind Holds Steady
You'll be Headed Off for Heaven on the Evening Tide
VERSE ONE
We'll Furl out the Mizzenmast
And Batten Down the Hatches;
This trip Ain't Gonna be the Same
As Baton Rouge to Natchez.
The Lord's Love is Lightning Fast;
It Comes to us in Flashes.
It's the way . . . .
CHORUS
VERSE TWO
Singin' for Your Breakfast,
Singin' for Your Supper;
When you Crawl into the Lower Berth,
The Lord is in the Upper.
When You Listen to Your Fellow Man,
And Help Him When He Suffers,
It's the Way . . . .
CHORUS
BRIDGE
They'll All Be Overjoyed
To See You;
It Seems They've Awaited Your Arrival
Since the Dawn of Time.
It Takes Just One Last Breath
To Free You
So You Can Sail Off for Heaven
On the Evenin' Tide
BRIDGE TWO
They'll all be Waving
Anticipating
You Ship Coming Into View.
All Your People Are Ready;
Crowded Onto That Jetty
For You . . .
VERSE TWO
Singin' for Your Breakfast,
Singin' for Your Supper,
When you Crawl into the Lower Berth,
The Lord is in the Upper;
You Listened to Your Fellow Man,
And Hear Him When He Suffers,
It's the Way
BRIDGE TWO
They'll all be Waving
Anticipating
You Ship Coming Into View
All Your People Are Ready
Crowded Onto That Jetty
For You . . .
They'll All Turn Out for You.
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
Look Out
Don't Look Back
When That Deck You're Drawing Into
Is Stacked,
You Gotta Stand Up
And Simply Walk Away.
(OR ... "Slowly Walk Away.")
VERSE TWO
Advice Is Cheap at Best
But That's Twice the Price
Of One Trip Out West
So I Think I'mGoing To Go
There Today
VERSE THREE
My Backpack
Is Fully Packed
But There Ain't Quite Enough Inside
To Bring Me Back
So When I Go Out There
I'm Just Gonna
Stay
CHORUS
My Last Paycheck
Is Burning in My Pocket, Like Some Kind of Bottle Rocket
On my Soul
I Can't Say Why I Stayed
And I Can't Tell You How
I Got Delayed,
I Guess I Put a LittleToo Much Butter
On my Roll, So . . .
VERSE FOUR
If I Can Manage Not to Make any Enemies
Why's Everybody Wonderin'
What's Gotten into Me
Sounds like It's Time
For Me to
Go
Instrumental Break for Two Verses
VERSE FIVE
And if The Best You Can Say
Is: "Here's Lookin' At You,"
You Clearly Ain't Likely To Erect Me a Statue,
So I Reckon I'm Gonna Hit the Road
CHORUS
VERSE SIX
Don't Plan to Take my Picture
Cuz' if you Do You Won't be no Richer
Than a Photographing Gal
With a Empty Frame
VERSE SEVEN
Fade Out
Fade to Black
You Can Call it What You Like
Just Don't Call Me Back
Cuz' I Plan to Fade Today
OUTRO
I've Faded Straightaway
And Right Into Your Yesterdays
And That's How
It's Just Gonna Have to Stay . . . .
Copyright 2003, by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
Something is Crawling
Across Your Lawn;
Small Voices Calling
What's Going On?
Shadows are Moving
Gliding Toward Your Porch;
Something is Oozing
Rising from the Floor.
CHORUS
Don't Worry About the Outside.
Don't Worry 'Bout your Past.
Things are Trying to Get Inside.
Tryin' to Make This Day Your Last.
Everytime Opportunity Knocked
You Were Knocking Off Too Early on the Job;
And Now You Got Your Nightmares On The Clock
And They're Casing the Place to Rob.
Yeah . . .
VERSE TWO
Now Comes a Tapping
Upon Your Door:
There is a Scratching
What's All This For?
You Think You're Safe Here
Within Your Purple Glow;
But He Who Cares
Should Climb Those Stairs
And See What's Down Below
CHORUS
VOCAL BREAK
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
VERSE THREE
The Lights are Dimming Throughout Your House.
A Face is Grinning
You Can't Quite Make Out.
The Dogs Are Howling;
Forgotten How to Bark.
And Something is Coming
For You in the Dark.
BRIDGE
The Doorbell's Ringing,
Someone's Shouting Out Your Name.
Things are Moving Way Too Fast
To Ever Be the Same.
Somehow They've Found You;
No Time to Figure Out.
You've Got to Pull That Trigger,
And You've Got to do it Now.
Yeah . . .
CHORUS
CHORUS
OUT
Copyright 2003 By Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
You'll never find the Madmoisell'a
Of all of Your Dreams
If you Stay in Pocatell'a
And you Fish in Those Streams;
You might as well Just Save Your Money
Only Andy Can Tell,
But all the Andes Have Moved
To Venezuala as well.
ChorusIt's For the Money
Yeah the Money
It's Only Money
There must be Somethin' in the Air
VERSE TWO
There's a Scintillating Lady
Who's Lately Divorced
With a Pocketful of Miracles
Her Banker Endorsed.
When She Steps Upon the Parquet,
She Knows She Looks Nice,
She's Got Stilettos From Giappetto's
And She's Dripping with Ice
CHORUS
Bring on the Money
It's Only Money
Roll out the Money
Well, There Must be Somethin' in the Air . . .
VERSE THREE
It's a Musical Amusement
As Tame as Can Be
Cuz' Forty Strings Can Say These Things
So Delicately;
You Must be Joking with your
AnteYou're Coming Up Light,
And These Kings Are Gonna Bring the Pot
To Papa Tonight . . .
CHORUS
Roll Out the Money
It's Only Money
Bring Out the Money
There Must Be Something in the Air
Roll Out the Money
It's Only Money
Bring Out the Money
It's Never Impolite to . . . . Stare
Bring on the Money
Yes the Money It's Only Money
Must be Something in the . . . .
Air
Copyright 2002 by Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
When you pull it all asunder
It's a wonder that you chanced
To come this way.
Some ships pass unknown at night
til a lonely light is cast
Into the Bay.
Now your friends like flowers gather
For these hours there's no place
They'd rather stay.
They'll forever hold their peace until
The wine flows and the band
Begins to play.
CHORUS
The sunshine's like a prowler
(In the morning's early hours)
Sweetens roses in the bowers
(In the morning's early hours)
And it steals away the showers
(From the morning's early hours)
Then the bell up in the tower tells you
That it's now or never . . .
Ever' now and then you'll say
Remember on our wedding day
We toasted all those gone and gray
And roasted all those there that day
And then we danced the dark away
And said goodbye to yesterdays alone
INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
REPEAT CHORUS
VERSE TWO
When you put it all together
You never thought this day
Would ever come.
With fortunes tied forever
You sever all the ways
Of one and one
From the miner to the scholar
The holler' all're here
And havin' fun
They salute you with their laughter
Which you'll have forever after
They're all gone . . .
They salute you with their laughter
Which you'll have forever after
They're all gone.
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
The Hours and Minutes
Never Seemed
To Crawl Like this Before,
Back When I Had You In my Life.
But All the Laws
Of Nature Changed
When You Stepped Out the Door,
And Placed Your Heart
Somewhere Just Out of Sight.
CHORUS
I Learned Your Secrets;
You Learned My Lies.
Now It's Too Late
To Make It Right.
I Got a Feelin'
That I'll Never See the Light;
And That I'm Stuck Here
In the Middle of the Night.
VERSE TWO
It's Hard to find the pieces
That I've Scattered all around,
When Evening Shadows March Across my Floor.
BRIDGE
I Never Knew My Own Strength;
Cuz' I Can Stop the Moon In Flight,
And I Can Turn Off All of the Stars (above),
And Trade in My Days For the Darkest Night . . . .
CHORUS
You Shared Your Secrets;
I Shared My Lies.
Now It's Too Late
To Make It Right.
I Got a Feelin'
That I'll Never See the Light;
And That I'm Stuck Here
In the Middle of the Night.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
BRIDGE
DOUBLE CHORUS
You Shared Your Secrets;
You Learned My Lies.
And It's Too Late
To Make it Right.
I Learned Your Secrets;
I Shared My Lies
.It's Just Too Late
To Make it Right;
And I'm Stuck Here
In the Middle of the Night.
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
She Won't Turn Around
There's Nothing in my Direction;
She Won't Hear a Sound,
Cuz' it's Quiet as a Grave
CHORUS ONE
All Those Things That Got Left Unsaid,
They're the Lines I Remember the Most;
I Get to Shout 'em all out Every Night in my Head
On a Stage That's Lined With Ghosts
VERSE TWO
Love Passed Away
It Walked Out in Her Direction;
There's no Stone to Say
That I Get to Rest in Peace
CHORUS TWO
I Can't Really Say She Left Me Out in the Cold,
Because I Never Really Tried the Door;
And Because I Never Really Tried to Put my Pride on Hold,
Well I Find Myself Alone Once More
CHORUS TWO
BRIDGE
You Can't Sit Back and Play the Quiet Part
There is Too Much on the Line;
You've Got to Shout it all out, or it's Back to the Start,
It's all Just a Matter
It's all Just a Matter
It's all Just a Matter of Time
VERSE THREE
East Facing Town
Sunrise in her Direction
She Won't Hear a Sound
I'm Quiet as a Grave
Copyright 2002 by Dennis Wanebo and Bob Story
CHORUS ONE
One of These Days
And it Won't be Long
When You're Up and Coming
I'm Up and Gone
Believe Me Darlin'
I Won't be Leavin' You Alone
Cuz' Your Life is Overcrowded
When You're On Your Own
VERSE ONE
When You're on Your Own
You're Not a Hurtin' Guy
Not Even By a Longshot
Not Even By and By
Every One of Your Cars
Has Got Vanity Plates
So the Guy in the KIA
Won't Just See Ya'
He's Gonna Know
That You Really Rate
VERSE TWO
When You're on Your Own
You Won't Miss Me That Bad
I'll Be Like That Daydream
You're Not Sure You Had
You Got All the Right Things
You Got Your Fortunate Fame
I Think It's All Agreed
That's Everything You Need
Except Maybe Someone to Blame
CHORUS
But One of These Days
And it Won't be Long
When You're Up and Coming
I'm Up and Gone
Believe Me Darlin'
I Won't be Leavin' You Alone
Cuz' Your Life is Overcrowded
When You're On Your Own
BRIDGE
Cuz One of These Days
Is Comin' Your Way
I Wouldn't Waste My time
Wouldn't Try to Change
When One's Sublime
There's Nothin' Left to Arrange
Just Don't Think That I'm
Gonna Stay in Your Game
The Picture's Out of the Frame
The Target's Out of Your Range One of These Days
It's Comin' Outta the Grey
I'm Gonna Hit That Screen Door
I'm Goin' Out to Play
One of These Days
One of These Days
One of These Days
One of These Days
Copyright 2002 by Bob Story & Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
My Billie Ain't Much to Look At
And Mama ain't Much Surprised;
Cuz' Daddy was a Looker
Who Didn't Care Where He Took Her
And Didn't Care to Say Goodbye.
Now I Didn't Do That Well in School
Tho' I Guess I Did Well Enough
But Sure As Hell I Learned Mama's Rules
About Findin' . . .
That Diamond . . .
In the Rough
CHORUS
You Can Judge the Cover
Better'n You Can Judge The Book
But Only a Gambler
Would Judge a Man by How He Looks
God Knows When the North Wind Blows
You'll Be Glad Enough
That You Dug a Little Deeper
Lookin' for a Keeper
And Got Yourself
A Diamond in the Rough . . .
It's Enough . . .
To Find a Diamond in the Rough
VERSE TWO
Now Billie Ain't Much For Talkin'
At Least While the Race is Run
But Daddy was a Talker
And a Midnight Walker
When that Bottle of Dewars Was Done
And All That Glittered
Was Glass on the Floor
And That's Not a Girl's Best Friend
And All That Mattered
My Momma Swore
Was That I Might . . .
Find a Diamond . . .
In the End
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL SOLO
DOUBLE CHORUS
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
I Loved Your Every Move From the Start
Cuz No One's Even Close
To Your Style
But No One's Ever Close
To Your Heart
You Only Let 'em Close
To Your Smile
CHORUS
Sweet Eliza May
Told Pretty Lies Today
Sweet Enough to Make Me Stay
And Sweet Enough to Make Me Pay
VERSE TWO
Cuz the Sweetest Lies of May
They're the Alibis
Of June and July
And If I Could Change You
In Any Way
God Help Me I'd Still Want You
To Lie
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm a Product of Your Own Invention
But I'd Like to Know Your Intentions
By the Way
You Got Me Hangin' Like an Executed Spy
On Every Word That You Breathe
And I Feel As Independent As A Lemming
Jumping Into the Sea
That's What You Do To Me
It's What You Do to Me.
VERSE ONE (Repeat)
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Copyright 2003 by Bob Story and Dennis Wanebo
VERSE ONE
Car pulls in the parkin' lot
Skids sideways to a stop
Someone throws a bottle out
And someone calls the cops,
Then you got your Roadside Sobriety tests
And the Parkin' lot's filled with flashin' red and white
And if it weren't for all the heat outside
there'd be a hell of a time at Dan's Place tonight
There's nothin but long-necks at the bar
And cheap whiskey on the shelves
And the pickups and paramedics
Can all get there by themselves
And Dan's Bud sign is so big
You can see it 'bout a half mile through the woods
And you can tell by the way it's flickerin'
That like everyone inside, it's buzzin' real good
CHORUS
If you're goin' out to Dan's Place
Lock that Four by Four;
And park it out to hell and gone
Cuz' it ain't insured no more.
And if you're goin' out to Dan's Place,
It's two bucks at the door
they're two-timin' at the tables
While they're two-steppin on the floor
VERSE TWO
Well there's tight blue jeans and halter tops
Movin' cross the floor
And jilted guys with jealous eyes
Standin' around and keeping score
Some people are still arrivin'
And some are wonderin' why they stayed
And the band keeps playin' somethin'
Outta Willie Nelson's hit parade
Someone walks into the bar
And he steps into a fist
A Guy breaks off a compliment
And Another guy breaks his wrist
And now the pool cues are being swung around
Hell these guys think they're Jedi knights
And if it weren't for all the commotion
There'd be a hell of a time at Dan's Place tonight
CHORUS
If you're goin' out to Dan's Place
Lock that Four by Four;
And park it out to hell and gone
Cuz' it ain't insured no more.
And if you're goin' out to Dan's Place,
It's two bucks at the door
they're two-timin' at the tables
And they're two-steppin on the floor
VERSE THREE
Well the band's broke down, and bar's backed up
and the tender's cleared the til
And old Dan is there at four a.m.
And he's sortin' through the bills
He looks out over the dance floor
And . . . somethin's movin' in the faded light
There's some guy under a table
Who missed out on a hell of a time at Dan's Place tonight.
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