by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

Why do you go off and on your own? What'cha lookin' for, where did you go? Won't you come back, won't you come back home? I've almost given up, now that I'm grown Lookin' for the other, I want anothe

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

Cigarette Ashes And tickets to free dinners A buck bottle of wine Under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I have, son It may be less than I have, son Don't cut the lines that border us,

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

The fortune teller drops his books And searches for some better hook To try on someone not as wise as you A renegade in cheap cologne With a mishap's dreams, and love old And gone, the smell of whiske

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

It gives me time to think To play around with notes That I retrieve from the kitchen sink It makes me stop and see It gives me opportunity To seek, destroy, believe All of my of my time, alone Is so

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

She’s an effortless amnesiac She don’t listen to what she’s told Is it all an act, is she playing you? You can’t really say, you don’t know She’s always on her own

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

You're so covetous So avaricious You covet empty tokens and false treasures I'm a bust And I'm a fraud Full of lust and aimless save for seeking pleasure The preachers and parishioners all pray As we

by Swingin' Utters on album Miscellaneous

Nothing comes over me Nothing like inspiration Not even on the seaside No fantasies to ration The swell looks mighty slim The water levels there are down The dirty sea adds to the junk I'm in Until t

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

standing up to the world and all you see, now telling yourself you've gone away for good, now but there's not enough time and there's no really good reason to return now feeling horrid

by Swingin' Utters on album Poorly Formed

Pretty bed to the uncle day, you can't be sad we're gonna go shop down in New York square in this behave and drink margaritas with a passion kid it make her sick another..souls what she did she sa

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

Directly outside turdy locks I gave a hand to broken clocks and fixed them What a drip, man Erected outside tower blocks Were raising hands for choking cops for kicks and Get a grip man Come on down

by Swingin' Utters on album Hatest Grits: B-Sides And Bullshit

He resides on Mt. Olympus where no mortal goes He is my charming mentor and everybody knows He’ll bring you ecstasy and fill you with his grace Careening carelessly he’ll coax you to his p

by Swingin' Utters on album Poorly Formed

Oh won't you come and see Sevita sing She can bend you back to a sweeter thing And the trail you're on keep a rockin' and swing Oh won't you come and see Sevita sing Oh don't you run and hide co

by Swingin' Utters on album Here, Under Protest

Funny funny funny little go getter It's funny funny get's me home for free In my funny funny little love letter It's funny funny gives me hope for free I may have seen the stomach cancers What skille