07 - Ali/Spinks 2
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It's New Year's Day in New Orleans
And I'm walking to the Red Room with the girl of my dreams
And while we're walking I have thoughts I'm not sure others have
Like how the most underrated actor in the world is Steve Railsback
Who played Manson in Helter Skelter
And who played Ed Gein
And he's been in a few Rob Zombie films too I'm pretty sure I think
Yesterday we were at a honey out on the swamp and I
Was thinking about the new year and what I'm gonna do
And I thought about the movie Southern Comfort with Keith
Carradine, Fred Ward, Peter Coyote, and Powers Boothe
And the slide guitar soundtrack of Ry Cooder
And how Powers Boothe could have played
Vince Bugliosi in the movie Helter Skelter
Manson's famous prosecutor
Could pursue that
I was thinking maybe he would have been one of those soundtrack guys
But I'm a songwriter and writing
Songs is my calling till the day I die
Gonna write songs that make people laugh, cry, happy, angry
Songs that make grown men shit their pants like little fucking babies
Songs about lazy little cats sleeping all night on the porch
Songs about pit bulls howling in cages in police stations
While the cops process their pimp dog owners
In the first chapter of a book about Maurice Ravel
He was born a few years after my home
Was built and that's put me in a spell
Thinking about Marx, Freud, and Einstein in the late 19th century
Then we started dozing off in the afternoon '
Cause we were feeling pretty sleepy
From all that good rich southern food that we ate
Til some grits, salmon, creme fresh
Remoulade shrimp, and fried catfish plate
Last night we watched fireworks along the Mississippi
I got a call from my friend in Tennessee
It was his grandmother's 97th birthday
She's the closest thing to a grandmother that I've ever had
She makes oyster stuffing every Thanksgiving
But the last time that I had it
I was sleeping in her basement in 1990 reading Riders on the Storm
I was obsessed with The Doors but didn't
Care for the perspective of John Densmore
This past Christmas Day my dad's friend Dan Engleberg died
In a hospital bed at the age of 99
Weeks away from turning 100
And Saturday before he talked to my dad and said he was ready to go
He loved my dad and dad was one of the best friends he's ever had
And I called my dad Christmas night and
He was quiet and said Dad quieted yet
I talked to my friend last night
She was at home with the shins
Was all alone on New Year's Eve someone else was watching her children
She's not well enough to handle them by herself these days
She was tuned in now watching True Detective on DVD
And right now me and my girl are gonna go find a place to eat
Try to dodge a drunken fan from the Alabama College Football Team
That's playing at the Superdome right now as I write
It's hard getting out of this big soft bed tonight
Just back from St. Charles Tavern where they're blasting The Game
She had bread pudding and I had chocolate chip pancakes
She's talking about adopting a dog or a cat
And I keep talking about which guitar song I'm gonna bring to Japan
When I finally go to sleep I hope to have a nice dream
About my old kitty cat sniffing at the Christmas tree
Not a nightmare where I'm lost in a Malaysian sea
Snakehead fishes tearing me apart with their nasty teeth
You never know if it's gonna be a good or a bad dream
But nothing beats falling asleep to the
Sound of the streetcar in New Orleans
And I dreamed that it was 1978
I lived in Central City and it was a warm autumn day
And me and my friends went to see Ali spin his two at the dome
Walked back to someone's house so excited
About the fight of the decade in New Orleans
And we laughed all night on a muggy front porch till the sun came up
And the dream cut to a back bedroom of a shotgun style house
I was looking around the room and the walls were purple and gold
And the radio was on it was January 2nd
I picked up a guitar that I bought at a pawn shop
And I'm walking to the Red Room with the girl of my dreams
And while we're walking I have thoughts I'm not sure others have
Like how the most underrated actor in the world is Steve Railsback
Who played Manson in Helter Skelter
And who played Ed Gein
And he's been in a few Rob Zombie films too I'm pretty sure I think
Yesterday we were at a honey out on the swamp and I
Was thinking about the new year and what I'm gonna do
And I thought about the movie Southern Comfort with Keith
Carradine, Fred Ward, Peter Coyote, and Powers Boothe
And the slide guitar soundtrack of Ry Cooder
And how Powers Boothe could have played
Vince Bugliosi in the movie Helter Skelter
Manson's famous prosecutor
Could pursue that
I was thinking maybe he would have been one of those soundtrack guys
But I'm a songwriter and writing
Songs is my calling till the day I die
Gonna write songs that make people laugh, cry, happy, angry
Songs that make grown men shit their pants like little fucking babies
Songs about lazy little cats sleeping all night on the porch
Songs about pit bulls howling in cages in police stations
While the cops process their pimp dog owners
In the first chapter of a book about Maurice Ravel
He was born a few years after my home
Was built and that's put me in a spell
Thinking about Marx, Freud, and Einstein in the late 19th century
Then we started dozing off in the afternoon '
Cause we were feeling pretty sleepy
From all that good rich southern food that we ate
Til some grits, salmon, creme fresh
Remoulade shrimp, and fried catfish plate
Last night we watched fireworks along the Mississippi
I got a call from my friend in Tennessee
It was his grandmother's 97th birthday
She's the closest thing to a grandmother that I've ever had
She makes oyster stuffing every Thanksgiving
But the last time that I had it
I was sleeping in her basement in 1990 reading Riders on the Storm
I was obsessed with The Doors but didn't
Care for the perspective of John Densmore
This past Christmas Day my dad's friend Dan Engleberg died
In a hospital bed at the age of 99
Weeks away from turning 100
And Saturday before he talked to my dad and said he was ready to go
He loved my dad and dad was one of the best friends he's ever had
And I called my dad Christmas night and
He was quiet and said Dad quieted yet
I talked to my friend last night
She was at home with the shins
Was all alone on New Year's Eve someone else was watching her children
She's not well enough to handle them by herself these days
She was tuned in now watching True Detective on DVD
And right now me and my girl are gonna go find a place to eat
Try to dodge a drunken fan from the Alabama College Football Team
That's playing at the Superdome right now as I write
It's hard getting out of this big soft bed tonight
Just back from St. Charles Tavern where they're blasting The Game
She had bread pudding and I had chocolate chip pancakes
She's talking about adopting a dog or a cat
And I keep talking about which guitar song I'm gonna bring to Japan
When I finally go to sleep I hope to have a nice dream
About my old kitty cat sniffing at the Christmas tree
Not a nightmare where I'm lost in a Malaysian sea
Snakehead fishes tearing me apart with their nasty teeth
You never know if it's gonna be a good or a bad dream
But nothing beats falling asleep to the
Sound of the streetcar in New Orleans
And I dreamed that it was 1978
I lived in Central City and it was a warm autumn day
And me and my friends went to see Ali spin his two at the dome
Walked back to someone's house so excited
About the fight of the decade in New Orleans
And we laughed all night on a muggy front porch till the sun came up
And the dream cut to a back bedroom of a shotgun style house
I was looking around the room and the walls were purple and gold
And the radio was on it was January 2nd
I picked up a guitar that I bought at a pawn shop