LYRICS

Charm of The Northwest

They call me Scotty Real the way I’m reelin’ in the deals

The way I’m taking in these bags

You’d think I’m copping up a feel

Just North of the Big E, South of the S

Burnside, you can meet me up on Yamhill and 10th

Glisan, you can catch me wrapped in a tent

Silver Bucket in my hand, I need a 5 and a 10

Catch me in a chase, I got a check and a pen

Don’t need kragle cause I build it up again and again

I’ll be rich once I turn all these bands into yen

But I’ll be poor once I turn it into cheddar again

And I’ve explored every building from the top to the end

Til I get bored cause I don’t got any money to spend

My neighbors plastered, bastard

A real walking disaster

But I’ve since past heard, i've mastered

And bringing in that cash herd

I’m a walking biohazard

Built from sticks and leaves and other things that I've Gathered

I can go where I go,
But I think I wanna go anywhere you go
We can't go far, but it's the best
That's the Charm of the Northwest

Tired of Everything

Woke up on a Monday and I thought to myself

Welcome to the first day of your personal hell

You'll get another good day if you do your job well

So I'm putting on a winning smile

Until there's nothing left to sell

I got back home from work and sat in my car

It took a little while before I could get far

Sat there on my phone, didn't wanna get out

Because then then the rest of my day would start

I'm so so tired of everything

I am gеtting tired of everything

Wakе up in the morning

Trudging down the stairs

Seven O' clock going down to

Miss O' keep my lair

I can barely feel my feet

During the day

Always doing the same exact thing

Once, twice, three times

Meet me in the middle

Let's Cross State Lines

I'm no better than a tumbleweed,
I'm taking it in and letting it breathe
I pull back like a fleeting dove,
I'm open for all to see.
Though I don't think I've seen enough,
On the day that all doves leave

By the way, baby
By the way, I am not here anymore.

Is This Really It?

Is this really it, tho? I just learned to let go,
Kick me while I'm down, don't worry I got it.
Is this really it tho? I just learned to let go, baby.
Don't worry I got it!

Shit tho, I forgot my raincoat.
So I'll run until my legs give out so you can make me run again
And I'll just stand there, in the pouring rain
Until the water fills my shoes, baby - make me run again
You need to make me run again!

I'll ride until my feet fall off, I'm a puppet of my skin
I'm on my drive back home from work, I'm getting tired of this shit
I am dirt, I am trash, pull me under or bury me.
Carry me out, carry me up.
And I'll crawl until my arms fall off on every table,
Since it's even I will still grasp for the uattainable
I still stand where I belong, but it's wrong at every angle
So tie me down and beat the shit out of me.

Is this really it?

Dormat at the gun, there's something that I'd rather be
You gotta make me run, I don't need you to carry me
And every time you pass by my house,
A newly born chick hangs from a loose line.
You'd better hold it tight,
and when you go, I hope you won't lose mine.

Slip Away (I'll Forget You)

Flights of wrist on Wednesday night,
I grind and drool, and I will bite
The hand that tries to switch the lights
Can you talk at the same time?
Mr. Man once said to me, "there's someplace that I'd rather be,
so spinning like a tumbleweed's the future that I see for me"

If you won't keep your legs at bay, then I will grind my teeth away
The only thing I ever do is give up who I am for you.
Trying hard, I need a hand.
I met the farm, I kissed the sand.
The cactus bleeds, it's hard for me
To give to the joshua trees.

And I know every time, my love
That with time, my love
I'll forget you after you're gone.
I know that with every day,
I watch you slip away on the down-tide

And I, I know that with time, my love
Every time, my love,
I'll forget you after you're gone.
I know that with every day,
I watch you slip away on the down-tide
All that you hear is sounds of cheer,
when I needed you here turning out the lights;
an empty bedroom, or a good night?
Your parking space never looks the same,
since you moved away.
On the down-tide, and we're in the clear.

A Different Man

I played my cards, and now I'm giving them out
And every little thing's becoming new in my house
I double down and I'm giving it in
Baby this is new, I don't know where to begin
My eyes evolve into a different type
The kind of hurt the soul that leaves the future behind
And if I could change, I guess I better soon,
Maybe someday soon I'll be a different man for you

A little bit of this can get me far, sitting in the backseat of my car
Ask yourself "what are you waiting for?", never got a chance to grab a star
I can give you all that I can give, before I shrivel up in whiney bits
I think that I've given all I can, before I end up a different man

How can I be blue, if I'm already red?
It holds my head against all the things that I said.
On the picket lines, so signs, just a white fence -
Guess I lived another life, thrived in the past tense.
How can be I be hear when the check clears,
if I'm on the stage jumping up when the crowd cheers?
It might be a while if you wait for me,
But if you give me the time, I'll give you all that I can
Time always tends to slip away from me
But I swear by the end I'll be a different man

City of Roses

I know sometimes I might not be enough,
Denim and t-shirts and frays at the cuff
I don't know what I keep trying for
I've been this way since 2004.

I can feel it on my neck, on my back, it don't feel right
to enjoy another second, 'nother minute, 'nother night
And now I'm back on my shit - yeah, y'know it's just a habit.
I feel it chemically, I can feel the static.
I can be real funny baby, toss it up i'll catch it
This safari searchin' goal has got me jumping like a rabbit
Looking really happy babe, I'm feeling empathetic
Daniel Day Lewis, I can be dramatic.

You better keep your guard up, kid.
You'll only hurt yourself and everyone else around you
Like how you breathe, excel
I'll open up to about anyone
But I'll close it up soon
It won't last long
You're on the 101 kid, with your windows up
Driving south to Hollywood, but you know that you've given up
I don't think you really get it, do you?
Don't you think you've had enough?
Between the screaming and crying,
The reading and writing got really tough.

And at the end of that long, long road is an endless steram of thorns and roses.
I don't think that anybody took like I did that day, I did that way.
And once you're knocking at the door, you'll know it
Pulling off the chosen path into a psychosis.
Separate yourself, you're entering a psychosis...
Until you give yourself away to the City of Roses.

My Ringtone

Pick it up baby, let's go for a ride
Now we're goin' down south on the 405
Pick it up baby, let's go for a ride
Even payphones only cost you a dime

I know it's only 10 digits, are you missing a piece?
I keep a mighty fine place baby it's clean and it's neat
I got my telephone, baby rockin' AT&T
We both got service in the mountains and the floor underneath
Baby, what am I to do when you don't call me?
Cause I can do that too.

I stand by, and I wait for my ringtone all night
Sometimes it starts to pry, but deep down I know
Call me back, I feel alone
Dial my number baby and when it rings, I'll be picking up my phone

And here's a little number that you might not miss:
Go hard, got you breathing down my back like this.

Los Angeles

The print of my boot still sits on the sidewalk at the bottom of the courthouse stairs,
And the kiss from her lip gloss stains the white collar of the work-shirt that I left at her apartment.
I try to stand where I once was, but my feet have changed -
These clothes that don't fit you anymore now adorn her closet floor
For it's no longer with you, but atleast you haven't lost it.

Los Angeles, it will all be over soon,
And I'll be somewhere new when the time is right
My angel is watching me from up above
But he doesn't interfere a lot,
So I am always fucking up.

Los Angeles, it doesn't matter what I think of you.
I'll always be your number two, and you'll always be the one.
Los Angeles, can it please be over now?
I'm getting tired of moving out.
Won't you stick it? I'm just a nail in your wall,
Won't you move a little closer, baby?

We can't go home again, my friend
You've seen the end, and I know that you're trying to bring me in
We can't go home again, my friend.
We can't go home again, my friend
You've seen the end, I know that you're tryna' bring me in
We can't go home again my friend.

So keep it together, keep it together baby
Keep it together, keep keepin' it togeter baby

I miss the rocks and I miss the leaves
I miss the winding, rolling rivers and the debris in-between
I miss the sound of traffic, windows down in the heat
I miss stopping for rabbits as I watch them cross the street
I miss the rocks and I miss the leaves
I miss the winding, rolling rivers and the debris in-between
I miss everything.

Chocolate Chip Ice Cream

I can ride in red pajamas,
Cars start slow but they get faster
I can run quick like a panther
(I belong in greener pastures)
Westward facing, always craving what belongs but never taking
Once alone, but now I'm facing ones I love in pictures taken

And my girl looks like a dream
I like my clothes up, hanging clean
Not jackets ripping down the seam
And chocolate chip ice cream!
Skin glowing like the sea
Her hair is flowing like a stream
I keep on going, being me
Like chocolate chip ice cream!

Shallow Pool

I can't fight that big wheel, hot spash
In my shallow pool
I can't fight your big-ass backlash
When you listen, cool
It's okay if you don't like it,
Just don't fucking come along.
it's okay, just go and type it,
I don't care what you like.
Why am I truly even here?
I didn't agree to meet you here.

I can make it two times faster, if that isn't fast enough
I can set my phaser blaster, so that it can blast enough
I make moments linger laster,
Linger past your service pastor
But I make it two times faster
With my special service blaster

Unfortunately,

Best things best remain unheard,
I got a beer in my hand and a stain on my shirt.
I got my toes in the sand, and the wind in my hair
I got some sand in my crack, it's like a hit in the air
Did you write it, did you write it,
Did you write it in the book?
Step right out, but both ways, did you look?
You can reel me in a story, put some bait on the hook
Both reels, right quick, the oldest trick in the book.

You lost me there, when you told me you don't care
"Unfortunately," - guess these roles don't grow on trees.

Five figures, eight minutes
Coming on a year, sitting in the same business
Go figure, front seat tickets
Who the fuck are you?
I tell them "I'm stilll in it"
But I hear a drum inside my mind
I hear it beating on rewind
Like a pulse, beating all the time
Just like it's feeding, all the time.

A Song for The Birds

I fell from the top, grateful that I got
I got what I sought, I get that a lot
I fell from a tree, I got what I need
I scraped up my knee, I laugh til' I scream

Listen up, sing a song for the birds

Scare them off, giving off never hurts.

Yeah, I can see the birds
They rise above a starry sky.

Glitter and Gold

Crusing down the road,
Windows tinted but my records are sold
Baby that's how it goes, glitter and gold
I'm not following my plan, but atleast my soul ain't already gone
Baby that's how it goes, glitter and gold

I found myself at my cardboard limit,
I haven't been back out in a damn good minute.
Life without some risk is not a life worth living,
So I'm living my own life, and god-damn, I'll live it.

I'm bringing back my beat,
The people that I meet,
Love me for me.

Walll Street

I don't mean to sit high and mighty,
But you play with bulls, you should expect a little fighting
You play with the slope, you expect some declining
It's "Buy High, Sell Low" while the piles keep climbing.
And I don't mean to stoop so low, non-residing
Mortgage on a brand new home, so exciting
Pick a nice blue for a trim, or a siding
Money for a brand new rug, so exciting!

Fly by, hang low, drive fast and crank the stereo
Buy high, sell low, know now that's just the way it goes

I don't mind, if you take your time
I don't mind, cus' lunch is on my dime

And I'm always hanging outside of my window,
Catch me in my wheels, rolling like an armadillo
Catch me in the bistro, gobblin' down red meat
I'll pay for it in hundreds, it's obsolete in wall street.

And maybe you can try a little coke
That you bought off a little a green man in a coat
All racks, no drink when you hide it in a cloak
My thoughts don't think when I get a little broke.

How Do I Know if I'm Doing it Right?

How do I know if I'm doing it right?
My mind is home, but just for tonight.

My hands wash me down,
Both feet on the ground, am I doing this right?

Baskets of laundry all sit on my floor,
Winning or losing, I'm begging for me
Open a trunk like I open a door
Sit on my ass til' my legs become sore
How do I know if I'm doing it right?

That's Hollywood

Cut me in my lane if you feel so entitled,
Just don't call me by name, only call me by my title
I only make progress with my hands in the sink
And I have selective hearing, so you can tell me what you think
I only put my pants on one leg at a time,
And I keep my phone on silent because I'm sick of all the chimes
Dish me watermelon ends, cus I only eat the grind
I wanna make more progress, but I'm running out of time

That's Hollywood, Hollywood
Turned around and burnt it out
much quicker than I thought he would
Find a lake and check it out, and make a shelter out of wood
So maybe he can understand where he gets his gaze from

I don't really know where my stomach comes from,
Like a bendy straw, like where it starts and ends
I don't really know where the wheel takes me
Around the tightest corners and the widest bends
If I threw it up, would you catch it?
Or would you let it fall and break and bend.
Feelings in a cup, and when you drink it
It controls your body, makes you see the end.

Self Indulgence

Waking up is all I've known
Making it up as I go,
Left pant leg, I hike it up
"It's alright, It's cuffed. it's not something to brag about"
I can step up and get it done,
But I'll get laid off, and that's something to complaint about.

Burn inside of his room, I said
"In this moment, I love no-one else"
He said "Start thinking of yourself and go,"
I said, "I know" - he stepped back to the beginning

"Self Indulgence is key, if you're riding with me" he said to be myself.
But the roads and the sea, and the space in-between.
My home is somewhere else.

And I know it's been a long time coming, a lone tide rolls
And I know, you're stuck in the middle tryna' reach your goals.

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