Mexican Radio (the album) Lyrics to the first few songs

the demon

by Frank Lee

Only problem I got with drugs and alcohol

Only problem I got with drugs and alcohol
Got the demon in my veins
Got the demon in my veins
Cant control it
Cant control it
Starts off innocent
Starts off innocent
Always ending up in jail

Got the demon in my veins
Got the demon in my veins
I know I got a good heart
I know I got a good heart
But I only know when to start
But I only know when to start
Always ending up in jail
Is when there aren’t any.

Is when there aren’t any.

10/21/2006

Motel Floor Music

by Frank Lee

She woke up upset,
upside down, and
empty.

Only wearing pantyhoes
with holes
and shoes

that didnt fit.
Swore she would
quit,

but, now here
she was
all alone,

all upset,
all depressed,
and empty.

There he was
another 11:00 am
happy hour,

another cocaine line
to devour,
and another whore

to leave
all alone and
empty.

the motel floor
it squeaks,

the motel floor
it squeaks,

the motel floor
it squeaks,

the truth,
it speaks.

01/18/2007

hello

by Frank Lee

i say hello to a stranger
who thinks before she speaks
and only smiles as her words repeat
her retreat into silence
so i sing a song

hoping someone will sing along
but instead people just stare
scared
to say
hello (hello)

Hop off the bus
avoid fuss
as the glow of the night embraces me
i gaze at the stars
for a moment forget all my scars
for once it all seems serene

i whisper a song
hoping the clouds will sing along
and say hello to a stranger
who hangs there head, embarrassed
it's impolite to notice anothers existence

in todays society
people are obsessed with individuality
but untouched by originality
ev'ryone is mimicking television
that is mass produced by conglomerates (all for profit)

i walk into my home and cook a dish of lasagna
play guitar till my hands bleed
then drink till i forget
repeat
then hop back on the bus

where people sit in silence
lost in the sound of their headphones
trying not to look at anyone
meet eyes
afraid of being vulnerable

i say hello to a stranger
who thinks before she speaks
and only smiles as her words repeat
her retreat into silence
so i sing a song

hoping someone will sing along
but instead people just stare
scared
to say
hello (hello)

11/04/2005

Calculated Contradictions

by Frank Lee

I've been sober now,
for three weeks.

I sit and sigh, as my temptress speaks.

she smiles and slurs,
and hisses and purrs.

I pay attention
to my nerves.

I'm over lust,
i'm beyond desire.
Somehow somewhere it lost its fire.

I've been lonely now,
for three weeks.
I shake and tremble, feel unique.

she smiles and slurs,
and hisses and purrs.

I pay attention
to my nerves.

My head is tired,
and my feet are numb,
I wonder how i did succomb.

I'm over lust,
i'm beyond desire.
Somehow somewhere it lost its fire.

The drugs are strong,
but they never last.
I come down way too fast.

My temptress speaks,
and I sit and sigh,
I try too hard to get by.

she smiles and slurs,
and hisses and purs.

I pay attention to my nerves.

03/09/2007

rumors

by Frank Lee

I hear rumors
Of forgotten
Illusions. Of hallucinations
Causing contusions.

Woke up on a random couch,
On a random street,
In the middle of a random town,
That I did not recognize.

Had it been one night?
One week?
One year?

I hear rumors
Of forgotten
Illusions. Of hallucinations
Causing contusions.

The house, like my pockets,
is empty, and
I hardly have the energy
To think.

The walls all have faces
That I cannot recognize.
And won’t stop spinning,
As I search for some medicine.

I stumble over my feet
And my face
Catches my fall.

I hardly have enough energy
To cry.
As I remember my younger days,
When I would swing on the swing
In the woods and sing love
Songs to the dog.

I hear rumors
Of forgotten
Illusions. Of hallucinations
Causing contusions

But, I cannot put a face
To the name.
Or remember what I had for breakfast
As I seizure on the cold, damp, kitchen floor.

I choke as I try
To breath.

Was it a lonely walk home
From another bar?
Or a monotonous day
In the office?

I swore I would quit both.

But, woke up on a random couch,
On a random street,
In the middle of a random town,
That I did not recognize.

01/30/2007