The zeppelin of World War 3 just bought another pint of gasoline.Sits in the background, watches the foreground. Every day, he is a brand new poem. He can't be read, 'cause he's al...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
The grass is always greener on my side. But oo, has there ever been a tree like you? Green, like you, a plastic tree, standing in the lung of a big bloodbath. I can read the news f...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
This weird world is rewiring me, to speak and think like a human man, to walk the streets like a citizen, and talk about the weather, whenever I can. Did I tell ya? We found an ali...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
I don't know what I wanna do, so I'm gonna take you to the space between life and death, love and hate, my moon and your planet; ooh-ooh, I'm gonna make music. Dragon flies over th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
On the ground, the crows are eating the wasps, and the wasps are dying in the mouths of the crows on the ground, at sunrise. Kellogg's diner is under new management, my brain is sp...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
He moved out of the park, when he dropped out of high school in the basement. The new magician and his car; green fugitives. 'Cause when you've got the blues... ...and on the F tra...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
A man with a badge stopped me in the deli today, and asked me for any identity that I had. I stopped, I was shocked, and I rustled through my coat to find my wallet, as I listened ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
Driving at night on the highway, eyes fixed on the road. Someone told me just that night, it was hard to let things go. I've been avoiding this feeling that nothing much was real; ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
A patient on ward 13 South at May Rèves hospital center told me that in the Fall of 2007, our world was taken hostage, by an evil being from another dimension. I nodded, and stare...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
This smoke rises from below me. This smoke rises from below the trees. I call you up, and I talk to you on the phone; you're not really listening. "If there's a tornado in Brooklyn...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman