Songs from Paul Thorn's Still No Hits CD - 2001 |
Mission Temple Fireworks Stand I saw a black man with a bible And a sparkler in his hand He was holding a tent revival And running a fireworks stand He said the end of the world is coming So you better get on your knees Today bottle rockets two for one But salvation's free He said I quit my job at a big church Where the milk and money flowed To sell cherry bombs for Jesus In a tent beside the road I ain't in it for the money Most cars pass on by But I pay the rent on New Year's And the Fourth of July Here at the Holy Ghost Big Bang Theory Pentecostal Fire and brimstone Mission Temple fireworks stand He said fireworks are dangerous They can blow up in your face So you better read the instructions Light the fuse and get away These things are made in China So it's easy to see How a man who worships Buddha Ain't got no guarantee This is the: Holy Ghost Big Bang Theory Pentecostal Fire and brimstone Mission Temple fireworks stand He said everything I'm selling Is all going up in smoke This world is like an atom bomb It's ready to explode When the trumpet sounds And the lord comes back I promise you one thing I'll be a human bottle rocket And I'll go out with a bang I'll leave this: Holy Ghost Big Bang Theory Pentecostal Fire and brimstone Mission Temple fireworks stand Yeah I'll leave this: Holy Ghost Big Bang Theory Pentecostal Fire and brimstone Mission Temple fireworks stand Yeah I'll leave this: Holy Ghost Big Bang Theory Pentecostal Fire and brimstone Mission Temple fireworks stand Rocks Some you throw at enemies Some you give to girls Other lay in driveways All around the world A small one in a sling shot Can take a giant out A flat one is a solid place To build a yellow house I'm talking about, rocks A big one is a mountain Somehow we've gotta' climb A rolling stone will break your heart Every single time When Jesus walked up And they were stoning a whore He said, "If anybody's perfect Step up and throw one more" Of those, rocks Holes in the road The radiator's hot Sticks and stones And life's hard knocks All you gotta' give Is all you've got Yeah life ain't easy It's all about, rocks When a gambler met his maker They put him in the ground Beside a marble headstone His family gathered round I think he owed some bookie A thousand or two Cause they found him in the river Wearing concrete shoes Or was it, rocks? Holes in the road The radiator's hot Sticks and stones And life's hard knocks All you gotta' give Is all you've got Yeah life ain't easy It's all about, rocks A former Gold-Digger With red and gray curly locks Said, "When Dean was alive I used to pour him dry martinis On the, rocks Holes in the road The radiator's hot Sticks and stones And life's hard knocks All you gotta' give Is all you've got Yeah life ain't easy It's all about, rocks We May Not Have A Future (But We Sure Do Have A Past) In the summer of 1984 I borrowed my daddy's car We stole some Chivas Regal From your mother's mini-bar We drove down by the levee And just laid there in the grass Yeah, we may not have a future But we sure do have a past We'd never seen New Orleans So we went to Mardi Gras We slept on Jackson Square After dancing all night long We had to call my cousin After we ran out of cash Yeah we may not have a future But we sure do have a past Young and crazy Wild and free Everything was you and me The way we laughed The tears we cried The dreams we shared For a little while Like a star falling from the sky We burned out too fast Yeah we may not have a future But we sure do have a past The last time I saw you Was in the fall of '95 You had a pretty little daughter And a husband by your side I would have said "hello" But there ain't no going back Yeah we may not have a future But we sure do have a past Young and crazy Wild and free Everything was you and me The way we laughed The tears we cried The dreams we shared For a little while Like a star falling from the sky We burned out too fast Yeah we may not have a future But we sure do have a past Yeah we may not have a future But we sure do have a past Time Changes Everything She wants a man With a lot of cash I clean her windshield And pump her gas My name is Paul But she calls me Curt She never sees the name On my shirt I sure would like To have her loving But she thinks I ain't about nothing I smile at her But she just frowns I bet she'd love To turn me down Yes she would But time changes everything And nothing stays the same Time changes everything And nothing stays the same One day later Luck smiled on me I won the power-ball lottery I quit my job And I called her up It was amazing how quickly She fell in love We got married that afternoon We had a supersonic honeymoon All my dreams Are coming true We bought a big white mansion With a swimming pool Like movie stars But time changes everything Nothing stays the same Time changes everything And nothing stays the same Two months later It all went to hell She was like living with The devil himself To add further insult To my misery The judge gave her half Of everything Yes he did But time changes everything Nothing stays the same Time changes everything And nothing stays the same Time changes everything Nothing stays the same Time changes everything And nothing stays the same It Don't Feel Like Saturday Night Yeah yeah oh oh There was this club I loved The Boss Ferry Lounge Last night a faulty gas line Burned it to the ground Arson or accident Nobody really knows There's a pile of old matches Where its neon used to glow The gravel parking lot And they're all pouring in Five dollars at the door Couples only ten It was full of rednecks A few city slickers too But now all of them Are out tonight With nothing to do It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night I read about it In the paper today A hot new night spot Two counties away I bought myself a new shirt And wore my gold chain I was gonna' get my groove on With some local Jane There were lots of people there With hair blue and green One cute little southern waitress Was no where to be seen I felt so out of place there In my 1980 clothes I danced with a girl Who had an earring in her nose It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night Am I out of touch now? Am I getting old? I wish I could find a place To let the good times roll It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night It don't feel like Saturday night Livin Without You I'm sitting on the front porch swing Staring down the road I should have seen you top that hill An hour ago Once again I've got a reason To not let you in my drive When I finally see your headlights I swallow my pride Now I don't have to take this But I've made up my mind I'm gonna' love you forever One day at a time See even when you're losing There's a consolation prize Cause living without you Wouldn't be much of a life Where could I go? What would I do? If I ever stopped loving you I should just walk away But I won't even try Cause living without you Wouldn't be much of a life I could go out with my friends And have a lot of fun I could settle on a redhead If she'd dye her hair blond The one that takes your place girl Might even treat me right But living without you Wouldn't be much of a life Where could I go? What would I do? If I ever stopped loving you I should just walk away But I won't even try Cause living without you Wouldn't be much of a life Living without you Wouldn't be much of a life Living without you Wouldn't be much of a life |
Mission Temple Fireworks Stand Rocks We May Not Have A Future Time Changes Everything It Don't Feel Like Saturday Night Livin' Without You |
