The Truth At Last

I can sing this to you cause you seem so kind and understanding
I can sing this to you cause you seem sort of scant but undemanding
I could drag out the line just to buy me some time or nod out
And you could try to decide if I'm wasting your time and get out

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do
No, not what I'm about to do

I could run for the hills, get some quality pills and check out
Yeah, I could go for the thrills, put myself through the mill and check out
Or I could feather my nest, lay down for the rest and miss out
Or I could beat on my chest and compete with the best and win out

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do
Not what I'm about to do

Somewhere there's a sentiment in mind
One minute it's your money, the next it's your time
Well I could block up the system with a bottle of wine
And give the resident madman a chance to define

Well as the world's greatest liar I could walk through the fire and sit down
I could take all the pain, play it out as a game and sit down

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do, I said
Not what I'm a-b-b-b-bout to do
Not what I'm about to do, d-do, d-do, d-do, d-do for you

No (x 19)

A Quick Fix

Most of my time, I've been staring in the wrong page
Maybe standing on the wrong stage
For a lesson not found
Yeah I still like to get low down
I'm not a drunk you'd wanna be around
I'm never willing to face up or make up
For that I'm renowned
Like some kind of clown

If I thought I could cheat each emotional need
Then I'd fake 'em all day cause they're free of all consequences
Maybe then I would get my release

I'm second to none when it comes to giving in to my rage
I'm always sounding out the same phrase
Leastways, that's what I'm figuring out
And I gotta find someone
That's not afraid to give it up to me
Cause I'm sick of being numb, I've got bite marks on my thumbs
And I'm sour in my mouth
I'm always pacing my house

If I thought I could cheat each emotional need
Then I'd fake 'em all day cause they're free of all consequences
Maybe then I would get my release
Or instead I'd get a slap 'round the head
And wouldn't that be a sick twist
On the way to my quick fix

Yeah!

If I thought I could cheat each emotional need
Then I'd fake 'em all day cause they're free of all consequences
Maybe then I would get my release
Or instead I'd get a slap 'round the head
And wouldn't that be a sick twist
On the way to my quick fix
On the way to my quick fix
I'm on the way to my quick fix
Oh, on the way to my quick fix

The Feeling I've Been Waiting For

Well I'm indebted to another man
That keeps me feeling like I'm just a hired hand
And there's some things I don't talk about
Some things I don't understand
Like why does he walk with his ass in his hands
Now I'm taking my position
In a world that don't listen
And I'm mapping an escape route
Lacing up my big boots
I'm ready to rise from these tangled up lines

Cause there's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for

And I've walked the long corridors
Won the battles but not yet the wars
But I smashed enough glasses
Kicked enough asses
And picked myself up off of too many floors
To give in to the masses
Or lay down in long grasses
Cause I'm all out of patience
So get me to the station
There's a ride I can make that gets me up on the plate

For the feeling I've been waiting for
It's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for

Well I don't know what your plans are
Or how far you're travelling
But could you get to the point
Or to nearer what's happening
I may miss the lesson
Cause I'm not one for schooling
I don't care what your game is
Or who you think you're fooling

There's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feel, there's a feel, there's a feel
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feel, there's a feel, there's a feel...

Smoked

The man they look over isn't cherished by design
He's busy trying to write the line that might just get him some attention
And they're out there smoking one on the back step
And they're saying

We've got the news for the news-less
The hope for the hopeless
And the sights for the scopeless
They've got the news for the news-less
The hope for the hopeless
But absolutely nothing for the terminally fucking useless

And it must feel good to be so right
Their wives must be really pleased to see them each night
For that kiss on the forehead
The brushed teeth before bed
And we all know what comes next
He asserts all his success with a hard-on and no caress

Cause he's got that news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
And the sights for the scopeless
He's got the news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
But absolutely nothing for the terminally useless

And this may be where I come in
Cause you're always welcome to smoke one with me
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if you need to scream when it's dark and all the hope is gone

And the next step might be the one too far
And I wouldn't want to be around to count all the scars
When he says it's not important to be up on the scoreboard
But we all know that we'd all like to be handed the cup
It's just too fucked up
When you finally figure out
You've been going ahead backwards
With no breaks (brakes?) just fractures
And a half-empty statement
That says you're all out of credit
Now who would have thought it
Let alone made a bet on it

And I think we're going to need some kind of insurance
To leave room for the best and the purest
To hold off from the cruisers, let's give it up for the boozers
That hand the poems across the bar
Cause I'm heard no news that goes to prove
There's anything we stand to lose
Admitting that we're happy with who we are

And this may be where I come in
Cause you're always welcome to smoke one with me
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No, no matter what they try to take
They're just as fucked but they're the fakes
And if you need to scream when it's dark and all the hope is gone

You're not the only one

A Yes And A No

I got up this morning
Put my head in my hands
My word's hiding in darkness
They don't come when they're asked
There's a car in my courtyard
With a woman at the wheel
She looks almost as bad as I do
I should go ask her how she feels
But gone is the wanting
To share any moment at all
Cause I've heard too many of my own truths
To care too much at all
If I stand or I fall

I know a man with a mission
And the ability to have
But then the human condition just went and stopped him in his tracks
And how his hardest decision
Is his choice at the bar
And by my own admission
Then I know exactly where you are
And here comes the real twist
Could you tell me what to think
Cause I've heard too many of my own truths
And I'm all out of energy to think
If I swim or I sink
If I swim or I sink

And there is a yes and there is a no
And there is a yes and there is a no
No...

©2000 Miles Hunt (Miles Hunt Music/BMI Music)