oh boy
sweet nicole
my widow
red, green, yellow
don't tease the lion
a clown too fat to walk across a wire
the dog song
the bastards of eden
you can use me
funeral train
rain on your rooftop
alabama

calm me down
good morning
psycho killer
sinners, saints, and accidents
laid down
milk and honey
waiting for tonight
commotion
fuck you my friend
for a nickel in the road
good respiration
bang our glasses again
goodbye my friends dead and living
outro

capo 1
ballad of page
mama's little baby
bird on a wire
one son gone
orchestras and highways
2:30
a promise
painter's pub

hospital windows
grin for grief
the robber
one son gone
crack
tickle me twice
couch the comfort
tweekin on main st.
old man's mantra
network the jerk
drum beat bird hum
chant

We are the bastards of Eden,
or so it seems.
Another orphan dreaming,
of what they can bring.

Would you care for a pipe?
Can I get you a drink?
Would you care for a woman?
She might help you think.

We are the ones they pray for,
So I was told.
Another Sunday wasted,
Another story told.

Would you care for another whiskey?
I'll have one too.
Would you care for a woman,
who never cared for you?

You can take my hand,
put it over your heart.
You can take my soul,
we'll make a new start.
You can trust my friend,
you won't be alone.
We are the bastards of Eden,
and we'll make a new home.

We are what’s left of Eden.
I guess it's true.
This world feels so small,
when you’re feeling blue.

I need a second chance,
to set things right.
I don't need an army.
No, I don't want to fight.

You can take my hand,
put it over your heart.
You can take my soul,
we'll make a new start.
You can trust my friend,
you won't be alone.
We are the bastards of Eden,
and we'll make a new home.