Get Out of My Stations

Scalding Creek

In the scalding creek
We were happy
Just to be happy oh yeah
In the morning dew
We were living
But now we're giving oh yeah
How are you today
How are you today
Yeah
In the freezing lake
We were thinking
About drinking oh yeah
In the morning dew
We were hoping
But now we're groping oh yeah


Mobile

Fuck fuck fucking fuck
I'm going mobile
I'm on the road now
Now watch my feet move
Go go
I'm going mobile
I'm gonna move now
I'm on the go now
From room to room now
Go go
From street to street now
From town to town now
I kept at moving
I kept at moving
I'm going mobile
Go move move go
Move
I'm going mobile
I'm going mobile


Melted Pat

Damn good, Mr. Jam
Melted Pat knows where she's at
She's copping a buzz
On something that was
Melted Pat thinks that it's good
And maybe she should
Cause it's always good
She's knocking around
She's always up to knocking around
She's always up to knocking around
She's knocking around
She's knocking around
Melted Pat she's losing her care
She's losing her hair
And now she's not there
Melted Pat she's telling me that
I'm living a lie
I'm wearing a tie
She's going away
She's always up to going away
She's always up to going away
She's going away
She's going away


Queen Of Second Guessing
(I have no idea, but he says
"queen of second guessing" a couple times)


Dusty Bushworms

This song will hold you in its arms
This song will fill you with its charms
Wrap it around me every night
It's gonna love you with its light
Are you lonely in your life
Pick you up from all your strife, oh
I won't disown you in this hour
Not like a man who doesn't care
Dusty bushworms in your life
Crusty humans make you blind
Some of them grounded just can't fly
Come up and hit you in your eye, oh
Some of them grounded just can't fly
Come up and hit you in your eye, oh


Spring Tiger

In the evening
She calls for time
A beckoning
Upon each cozy corner
Talking ones ??a cocking hit??
Oh oh
In the morning
She crosses lines
??Of cocking pitch??
??A fatting?? moment
A child in chime
A locking hitch
Oh oh
If you chance to break your neck
Upon the slippery what the heck
Your older will stand in line
And break their necks all the time
Oh oh
And so take another drink
Everybody please stand back
And pray godspeed and dare to move
La la la lo lo lo
Oh oh
Gurgling, gurgling all the way home


Blue Moon Fruit
(no idea)