Electronic book Electronic reproduction. New York Atria Books 2012 Available via World Wide Web
Contents:
The Gut Bomb King The place I loved the most A new kind of man As my mind bends clouds into dreams Oh geez, let's make a band Break out the guns and ammo, everything's gonna be just fine For personal reasons this has to be my last song Somebody else who was a little crazy in the eyes Now I wanna see if you've got any ears I am finally, finally, where I'm supposed to be Listen to your junk man ... he's singing Hyperactivity was our business Then again, let's just let it ride A classic case of be careful what you wish for It was me and you, Baby, I remember the night you promised There's always room to throw something out Big man! Are they still standing? That's your time clock, my friend Deliver me from nowhere The blue-collar troubadour Smilin' kind of funny, everybody happy at last I didn't even know the language of partnership Get the hostility out now, I can take it Holy shit, I'm back Hope, dreams, and rededication The country we carry in our hearts is waiting That's a big shark, man The next stand of trees
