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BOLINAS

I’m living on the edge of a cliff
Living on the edge of an ocean
The devil is inside my head
I’m troubled by too much emotion
And everyone here is slightly skewed
They’re used to the ghosts and the demons
What about what the Indians said?
By sunset you ought to be leaving

Bolinas
Lost men and angry girls
Bolinas
Slipping off the edge of the world

Now you can conjure Tibet and the 60’s and peace
And dance like a Sufi shaman
Here we are in America
But let me be Australian
I know you’re all fighting for peace
There’d be peace if you just stopped fighting
This is not an unholy place
But it’s on the edge and it’s frightening

Bolinas
Lost men and angry girls
Bolinas
Slipping off the edge of the world

Now the crows are counting the sorrows and joys
Of those getting high on the mesa
Who hide behind flags while they’re counting their spoils
Dancing on dead men’s faces

Bolinas
Lost men and angry girls
Bolinas
Slipping off the edge of the world
Bolinas
Lost in a Boho world
Bolinas

© AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2005 (Control)

 

MORPHINE

I have been alone in this cruel world
Never had much schooling
Hard knocks are all I’ve ever known
And must say I’ve been a fool

But still some smart folks
Supposed to be so swell
Would be surprised to know the meaning
Of the word that I’m about to spell

M is for the million kicks it gave me
O is for the oaths I’ve sworn to quit
R is for the rocks I’ve spent to get it
P is for the pain I’ve got from it
H is for the hell on earth it gave me
I is the illusions I have seen
N is ‘no’ I’ll never use it
E is for the end that all dopes meet

Put them all together they spell ‘morphine’
A word that’s ruined this world today

Put them all together they spell ‘morphine’
A word that’s ruined my world today

© Arrangement AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2005 (Control)
Lyrics – Bonnie Parker/Music – Johnson/Morse (Albert)


LAST SEEN IN GAINESVILLE

Last seen in Gainesville
Getting in a car
Maybe 12.30
Maybe too far
It’s not like there were problems
That I knew about
Maybe she just got restless
Had to get out

Last seen in Gainesville
Last Friday night
She went out for cigarettes
Maybe she needed a light
Saw that open window
Made her getaway
Without a word or looking back
She took that lost highway

Now she won’t see her baby grow into a man
And I tried to be the best husband
Where oh where oh where is that girl?
Did she go by choice or against her will?
That is the question that haunts me at night
When she went away
She took my life

Last seen in Gainesville
What did I do wrong?
To make her run so fast from where she belongs
If I’d only listened
To what she never said
Then I could sleep at night
Quit thinking she’s dead

Now she won’t see her baby grow into a man
And I tried to be the best husband
Where oh where oh where is that girl?
Did she go by choice or against her will?
That is the question that haunts me at night
When she went away
She took my life

Last seen in Gainesville
Ten years ago
I should stop waiting
But you never know
Once I thought I saw her
But I was wrong
I leave a light on
Maybe she’ll come home

Last seen in Gainesville

© AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2005 (Control)


BUCK HUNGRY

If I lay down with a tattooed man would I have a tattooed baby?
And when I tried to sell the prints would he still call me a lady?
And when the child was fully-grown and working in a bar
Would he take money on the side to show his work of art?

There’s a girl in Aberdeen and she breeds Appaloosa
Feeds ‘em burgers, coke and fries trying to produce a
Horse that bears the logo of a major fast food chain
So she can charge a dollar for a ride on Burger King

It’s a buck hungry world, full of side show girls
And clowns for a dollar who smile as they swallow
Every lie they’re sold
It’s a buck hungry world
Every man for himself
Freedom’s for sale
Kill all the whales
And live on pots of gold

Farmer Ned in Isa West had a prize stud bull
The envy of the neighbourhood, especially brother Paul
Paul declared, “A bull like that I’ve wanted all my life”
He was glad when Ned replied “I’ll swap him for your wife”

It’s a buck hungry world, full of side show girls
And clowns for a dollar who smile as they swallow
Every lie they’re sold
It’s a buck hungry world
Every man for himself
Freedom’s for sale
Kill all the whales
And live on pots of gold

Freedom’s for sale
Kill all the whales
And live on pots of gold

© AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2001 (Control)


LOOKING FOR LUCKENBACH

I got lost looking for Luckenbach out on 1888
Chasing a big red setting sun
Trying to make it before too late
The river was still, the road empty
Not a dance hall to be found
Then I blinked and I missed Luckenbach
I drove right by that town

I got lost looking for Luckenbach
Yeah I drove right on past
But when you’re driving an Oldsmobile
Nothing goes by too fast
Then I saw the lights
And heard that Texas music in the air
The pilgrimage was over
And Luckenbach was there

I got lost looking for Luckenbach
Late one Saturday night
But i found cowboys and fireflies and bikers
Dancing in the neon lights
The beer was cold, the music hot
Ray Wyle growled and grooved
And now I wanna go back to Luckenbach
And I’m singing the Luckenbach blues

I found Willie and Waylon and Jerry-Jeff
And all that you don’t wanna lose
Lost looking for Luckenbach
And singing the Luckenbach blues
Lost looking for Luckenbach
And singing the Luckenbach blues

I’m going to Luckenbach Texas
Willie and Waylon and the boys

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


HALF A WORLD AWAY

The stars above they are not my stars

And the faces show no trace of comprehension

They head south for the winter
Well I’d be heading north
But that was in a different place
And I’m a little off-course

Half a world away
Way down under
I wake while they sleep
Is it any wonder
That the gum trees are sad
And barely whisper
Cause like me they’d rather be
Half a world away

The water flows the other way or so I’m told
It’s getting warmer at home but here it’s cold
Camille had a child
Kasey’s engaged
Lisa was a bride
Paul passed away

But that’s half a world away
Way down under
Goes on while I’m gone
Is it any wonder
I eat Vegemite on lonely nights
And dream of mother
Cause she knows I’d rather be
Half a world away

Half a world away

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2006 (Control)


WE CRY

The phone call comes
It’s sad news
A soul has passed away
The world stands still
It’s all changed
There’s nothing we can say

So we cry for those of us left behind
We cry to ease the pain
We cry because there are no words
To make us whole again

We cry to god, what have you done?
We cry cause we don’t understand
We cry for all the injustice
We cry for every man

We read the daily papers
The news is always sad
How can we see a peaceful world?
With our heads stuck in Western sand

We cry for the families of soldiers
We cry cause we can’t say goodbye
We cry and it makes us stronger
We cry and we cry and we cry

We cry for little Rosa Jane
We cry it’s so unfair
We cry for all the life she’ll live
Without her Daddy there

But life calls us back to the living
We try to carry on
And keep alive the memory
Of loved ones who are gone

We cry for fatherless children
We cry for widowed girls
We cry for all the suffering
On this mortal coil

We cry to staunch a bleeding heart
We cry in loneliness
We cry cause we know someday soon
It’ll be our death

We cry cause we are angry
We cry cause we don’t believe
We cry for the fear of loving
We cry cause we all will leave

We cry for dreams unfulfilled
We cry and we cry and we cry
We cry and we cry and we cry

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


CLINCH MOUNTAIN PRAYER

I’ll say a prayer for thee
Sara and AP
As your spirits fly
With Maybelle in the sky
I’ll say a prayer for thee

You sang Clinch Mountain blues
With a heart so true
Anchored in love
With God above
You sang Clinch Mountain blues

The hills hold your songs
The trees and valleys hum
With the sweetest harmony
In joyful reverie
The hills hold your songs

In the cold Virginia wind
I feel your ghosts so near
But the echoes of old
Warm a pilgrim’s soul
In the cold Virginia wind

Your music’s in the air
Your spirit’s everywhere
More precious than gold
The Carter Fold
Your music’s in the air

Anchored in love
With God above
I’ll say a prayer for thee

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


DOWN IN A HOLE

I never grew up in a mining town
But I’ve been down in a hole
I never cried while my lungs turned black
But I cry for the black of my soul

I stood in fear as the walls caved in
Trapped in the darkness alone
I cried for help, no one heard
So I cried for the black of my soul

Down in a hole, down in a hole
Crying for the black of my soul

I’ve seen the yellow birdie die
I heard my poor mother moan
I’ve been below the water line
Down in the black of my soul

If love is the shelter in this forsaken place
Why am I down in a hole?
Digging through years of blood and mud
Mining the black of my soul

Down in a hole, down in a hole
Mining the black of my soul

There is a prayer the miners use
“Don’t bury me in a hole”
I’m praying hard so I won’t be
Buried in the black of my soul
I’m praying hard so I won’t be
Lost in the black of my soul

Down in a hole, down in a hole
Lost in the black of my soul

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


NOT I

Who will mourn you when you die?
And cry and cry
Who will mourn you when you die?
Not I, not I

Who will go inside your house?
And moan and moan
Who will keep your memory close?
Not I, not I

Who will take your soul to keep?
And pray and pray
Who will feel the sorrow deep?
Not I, not I

Who will walk in the parade?
And sing and sing
Who will light a candle flame?
Not I, not I

Who will throw a fist of dirt?
On you on you
Who can wash away the hurt?
Not I, not I

Who will dance upon your grave?
A crowd, a crowd
Who will stand still on your grave?
Not I, not I

Who will ring the devil’s bell?
In shame, in shame
He’s the one who’ll say your name
Not I, not I

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


SELF-HELP HELPED ME

I’ve been trying to find myself
But I don’t know where to look
My friend found himself in a Buddha book
So I went down to the city mall
To the new age store
But when I got there I forgot what I’m looking for

So I signed up for yoga at the local gym
And I paid fifteen dollars to find out what’s within
Well it’s kind of like the garage
Full of twenty years of junk
Hey look there’s that old vinyl skirt
I wore when I was punk

I’ve been trying to find myself
But I don’t know where to look
My friend found herself in a Chicken Soup book
So I went down to the city mall
To the crystal store
But when I got there I forgot what I’m looking for

I went to see the Dalai Lama and his band
He’s still rocking hard
Though he got kicked off his land
And I left with a t-shirt and a warm and fuzzy grin
Now I’m smoking incense and I’ve learned to love again

Now I’m eating real food
Like organically grown beans
And I don’t wash my hair now
Cause it’s not about being clean
If I had fifty dollars well I’d give it all away
But there’s this course on sharing
And the deadline is today

Cause I’ve been trying to find myself
But I don’t know where to look
My friend found himself in a Dr. Phil book
So I went down to the city mall
To the psychic fair
But when I got there no one knew what I was looking for

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2003 (Control)


DUBLIN BOY

The landscape of an Irish heart
Is wild and strong and free
It’s brave and proud
And laughs right out loud
And is not as green as it seems

You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy

The stories of an Irish heart
Are long and misted with tears
They’re covered in blood
And sung at the pub
For nigh on hundreds of years

You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy

The roaming of an Irish heart
Will carry far and wide
With a yearning for home
And sorrow in song
Longing for the Green Isle

You can drink like the Irish
And dance like the Irish
And laugh with your eyes full of joy
But none can love with all of his heart
Like my Dublin boy

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)


LULLABY FOR BABY TAYLOR

Baby
Don’t cry
This is how
It’s meant to be

You will find
Over time
All your dreams
Will appear

Ease your mind
Dry your eyes
Let the wind
Carry you

Little bird
Fly away
To the sky
That waits for you

Baby
Go to sleep
Wake in dreams
That will come true

©  AUDREY AULD MEZERA 2004 (Control)

 

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