Kim Jong Un just nuked the Moon for a leg up in the arms race His speech was proud while the mushroom cloud went spilling into space He said, "Now everyone will know and fear the strength of North Korea!" And a rain came down as his people bowed to their triumphant leader The United Nations had lost their patience and met that afternoon They hotly told Kim, "What the fuck? You can't just nuke the Moon!" He said, "The US has been testing nukes from the desert to the sea. All I did was nuke the Moon, so why you mad at me?" Donald Trump got roarin drunk and was meeting with his cabinet He said, "That Moon is ours, it's been ours ever since we stuck the flag in it. This right here's an act of war, so send out the platoons. I'm the king of the U.S.A., nobody nukes my Moon!" So people stared while the airwaves blared, "Attack on our home soil!" Scripts written by the monoliths of banks and guns and oil Soon everybody wanted war, and the drones and missiles flew Straight towards North Korea, and the man who nuked the Moon Well if you've seen a bar room brawl, you know what happens next Big man hits big talker, and each of them's got friends Kim jong un's still reeling after Donald's upper cut When Xi Jin Ping steps between and says, "Whoa guys, break it up!" But Trump just swings his tiny fist and catches Xi Ping in the nose So Putin dawns brass knuckles and he says, "Come at me, bro." al-Baghdadi breaks a bottle and he rams it up Trump's ass He yelps for help but NATO says, "You didn't have our back." Then May attempts to stop the beating, because Trump is bleeding desperate But Merkel's pissed about the Brexit, and strangles her with her own necklace Putin's poised for the knockout punch when Trump sends the bombs to blastin One atom splits, sets off an atomic chain reaction I watch this madness from the trenches, and I know I'll be dead soon Everyone nuked everyone cuz someone nuked the Moon And now that Moon is looking down while the Earth below it burns I hear it sigh and ask the Sun, "Will people ever learn?" And now that Moon is looking down while the Earth below it burns I hear it sigh and ask the Sun, "Will people ever learn?" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-ldJkMEieE

I heard what you said to Rosie on the way to Gili Island As I sat there sweating zipped inside my case You said you shouldn't have brought me along As if somehow I'd done you wrong, then complained about my figure and my weight After all the pubs and clubs we played, the beach bonfire serenades, did you really think that I would let you down? That's when I decided once we landed on that island that I'd flirt with every musician in town. You pulled me out that afternoon, got all of my strings in tune, then carried me with your hand around my neck. And I flashed my mahogony, and ebony, so all could see, me teaching you a lesson in respect. A fisherman named Alan asked if he could play a song, then ran his fingers up and down my frets. As he cooed in soothing Japanese, some tourists threw a few rupees, and you stood there swaying by his fishing nets. Then a man behind the curry cart, stared at all my curvy parts, you told him he could take me for a spin. He served you all Nasi Goreng, then sang a little Kurt Kobain, while you and Rosie sang along with him. I've been with you to Nicaragua, Australia, Sumbawa, El Salvador, Chile and Mexico I've been through Yosemite, Zion, Bryce, and Death Valley, and everywhere on California's coast. I've seen you make love, seen you crying, heard your laughing and your sighing, I've seen you at your best and at your worst. That's all there is to it, our path is paved with music, the healing force of this whole universe! Then came Markus, that Norwegian bloke, who you met on the snorkeling boat, who played everything from metal to bepop. With tattoos on his neck and hands, he played one from his Doom Metal band, that's when I finally let my G-string pop. You shoulda seen the look on your face, you had no extras in your case, but along came Alan and he told us "Wait right here." He ran back with a brand new 3, you strung me up and strummed a G and we all sang for hours drinking beer On the walk back, just before sunrise, I caught a nocturnal local's eye he ran up and said "Please let me sing for you." He put out his cig and cleared his throat, and sung in smoky, creaking notes the most heartfelt ballad I ever listened to Rosie asked the man his name, and from behind his lighter's flame, he said "All of my friends call me BT" You asked him what that stood for and with a Jack-O-Lantern smile he blew out his smoke and told us "Broken Teeth" I've been with you to Nicaragua, Australia, Sumbawa, El Salvador, Chile and Mexico I've been through Yosemite, Zion, Bryce, and Death Valley, and everywhere on California's coast. I've seen you make love, seen you crying, heard your laughing and your sighing, I've seen you at your best and at your worst. That's all there is to it, our path is paved with music, the healing force of this whole universe!

I crane my neck to watch the coastline As it fades to different shades of blue California, I'll be back in no time Leavin what I know for what I know I gotta do City streets and jungle streams I travel Searchin for the next line in a song I was so wound up but something came unravelled By something in the way you came along Every moment had momentum And every sentence was a song When we were bodysurfing naked in bioluminescence seemed like every bit of sky was demanding our attention we were beaming, beaming Leaping from the cliffs to the waves of Uluwatu I was jealous of the water, the way that it could touch you so completely, completely And if my life flashed before my eyes, I know I could laugh and sigh Ahhhhhhhhh I think with our combined Bahasa we could motor scooter through these foriegn isles Tre makasi, sama sama, and the things we say with hand gestures and smiles Volcanic hot springs, pruny fingers You trace the lifeline on my hand I tell you old regrets that linger You said I was just becoming who I am And every moment had momentum Every sentence was a song Bodysurfing naked in bioluminescence seemed like every bit of sky was demanding our attention we were beaming, beaming Leaping from the cliffs to the waves of Uluwatu I was jealous of the water, the way that it could touch you so completely, completely And if my life flashed before my eyes, I know I could laugh and sigh Ahhhhhhhhh

I've got a neigbor, a really cool neighbor We ripped out the fence and planted some tomatoes Orange habaneros and green jalapenos Red bell peppers zucchinis and carrots I build houses and he builds pools We borrow eachother's power tools I bring all of our kids to school And he brings all of em back His wife coaches soccer for our little girls' team My wife made the banner, "The Green Machine." They dribble and they pass and they shoot and they scream And they run in for half time snacks I've got a neighbor (I've got a neighbor) A really cool neighbor (really cool neighbor) I've got a neighbor, and he's got a neighbor in me (he's got a neighbor in me) I've got a neighbor (tengo un vecino) A really cool neighbor (un vecino muy chido) I've got a neighbor, and we're like family We're deckin the halls with boughs of holly We bring them cookies, they bring us tamales Put some peppers from the garden in some fresh guacomole And sing feliz navidad They're teachin my daughter espanol You should hear those little r's roll she says, "Quiero ir a Mexico." And I'm the proudest Dad I've got a neighbor (I've got a neighbor) A really cool neighbor (really cool neighbor) I've got a neighbor, and he's got a neighbor in me (he's got a neighbor in me) I've got a neighbor (tengo un vecino) A really cool neighbor (un vecino muy chido) I've got a neighbor, and we're like family They'd been here for fifteen years then one weekend they disappeared I got a fuzzy phone call from Tijuana He said, "They're calling me an alien. They said I'm not American. I'm callin just to tell you where I've gone to." I don't know who's job he took but I can tell you what they took they took my friend, a man who gave his all I know Jose's gonna be okay, and we're gonna visit him some day, Even if we have to climb that god damn wall I've got a neighbor A really cool neighbor I've got a neighbor, and they've got a neighbor in me I've got a neighbor (tengo un vecino) A really cool neighbor (un vecino muy chido) I've got a neighbor, and we're like family I've got a neigbor, a really cool neighbor We ripped out the fence and planted some tomatoes Orange habaneros and green jalapenos Red bell peppers zucchinis and carrots

Sippin from the moonlit pond the midnight maddened vagabond is perched upon the border of a dream Slippin in it chills the skin He breathes to let the memories in Then sends them sailing softly with the stream I seem to find low places like the water finds the sea I seem to find a way to wind up lost I wonder and I wander Like the roots below the trees Searching for a place to plant my cross As thunder shook the sheets of rain He shook his head and thought of ways to make them think his death was just bad luck Up the mountain, through the storm His clothes were soaked, his throat was torn from screaming skyward begging to be struck I seem to find low places like the water finds the sea I seem to find a way to wind up lost I wonder and I wander Like the roots below the trees Searching for a place to plant my cross He came to rest on ashy ground And when the morning rose he found the smoke-stained forest glazed in dazzling white As if the stars had crystallized Fell earthward from their brightblack sky and burst like blizzard bombshells through the night I will find my way back like the winter finds the spring I will find a way to take the loss I can feel myself growin Like the roots below the trees Searching for a place to plant my cross Searching for a place to plant my cross Searching for a place to plant my cross

Baby, let's go to Sleep I know a guy there I've been there every night this week The bouncer knows my name Baby, we can skip the queue He'll lift the red rope and find us a booth There's plenty to dream And a dance floor too Baby let's go to sleep Baby, let's go to Sleep I got two front row tickets I won't lie, they weren't cheap But these guys are our favorite Oo don't it take you back? Remember how those crickets in slow motion sound like angels? Baby let's go to Sleep I know it's been a while And life can get so wired like buzz saw neon thunderstorms Now don't you feel tired? Baby let's go to sleep And let's stay there til noon Breath out sweet and slowly like honey comin off a spoon Baby don't it take you back? Remember how those crickets in slow motion sound like angels? Baby, let's go to sleep

I'm the funky folkadelic, devilish angelic finding any trouble that I can I'm the roadside livin, soul love givin border of a boy and a man I'm the puff puff passer Anybody ask ya, what the hell I gotten up to Tell em, I'm God knows where doin Lord knows what with Jesus Christ knows who I was trompin through the snowy high Sierras where the alpine glow ignites Cathedral Peak Aside from trees and coyotes and sparrows I hadn't seen a single soul all week When I saw an old man sittin on the granite with a palette and a paintbrush in his hands I scampered up the stones to see his canvas and my jaw dropped at his portrait of the land He caught the sunlight shattered on the river and the shadowed emerald glow of lodgepole pines His glittering ice-capped mountains made me shiver As they pierced the clouds that hung in rosy skies I smiled and I said, "Man, that's unbelievable. No artist that I know can quite compare." He said, "The hard part's pickin where to put the easle. I just plagiarize the Earth and Sky from there." I'm the funky folkadelic, devilish angelic finding any trouble that I can I'm the roadside livin, soul love givin border of a boy and a man I'm the puff puff passer Anybody ask ya, what the hell I gotten up to Tell em, I'm God knows where doin Lord knows what with Jesus Christ knows who No rope, no phone, no sense of any plannin Just a feelin I should head back to the valley That's how I got lost in Tenaya Canyon A place where people go missin and things tend to go badly I slipped and slid down slopes of frozen boulders While the waterfall was roarin by my side The forest ripped the pack off of my shoulders Five miles later I swear I almost died Perched on the edge of stupidity and bravery Next to a slippery cliff of melted snow I looked up to the sky and said, "Lord, save me!" Then I looked down at the rapids far below That rock I kicked fell shattering to pieces, but the trees caught me and set me on the ground And that ground I kissed as I said, "Thank you, Jesus, I'm just here to spread your Love from here on out!" I'm the funky folkadelic, devilish angelic finding any trouble that I can I'm the roadside livin, soul love givin border of a boy and a man I'm a sinner and a pastor Anybody ask ya, what the hell I gotten up to Tell em, I'm God knows where doin Lord knows what with Jesus Christ knows who

You set the bats inside my heart cave all a'flutter When you waltzed in with your torch Cleared away the cobwebs and the clutter to reveal rosy quartz You threw my belongings out the door To make room for your gypsy dancing floor Your gypsy dancing floor It’s all barefoot stomps and cosmic twirling Stay up late and wake up early, I’m not worthy of someone like you I’m too ugly broke and bony Nerdy dirty stoned and lonely Then you say you see it in me too Then you say you see it in me too I tell you, "Time’s a taloned bird of prey that drags us towards its nest of endless night." You smile like the dawn and say, "Well, I guess we best enjoy the flight." The voices in my head all quiet down To listen to you whistling through town It’s all hummingbirds and chickadees and sweet rosella melodies I’m not worthy of someone like you I’m too ugly, broke and bony Nerdy dirty stoned and lonely Then you say you see it in me too Then you say you see it in me too

Monday morning, Stagecoach over Pool is full of booze and soda There ain't no cure to country hangovers Like gettin out on the road Two best friends and a car named Kiki Trunk is stuffed and the cooler's leaky radio's broke but we got a CD: Old Crow Medicine Show Moonshadow, Morningfire Give each other names in Navajo Two angels standing out on Angel's Landing Gas, schmas, Kiki's gonna last, Let's get out on the road Dirty jokes over wine we drink Zion's blushin orange and pink This canyon's grand, makes us think, "How many ping pong balls could fit?" Snack uncle, snack uncle Pass the Tapatio Mama mia, stuffed quesadillas and gourmet chocolate Moonshadow, Morningfire Give each other names in Navajo Two angels standing out on Angel's Landing Gas, schmas, Kiki's gonna last, Let's get out on the road Runs-with-rashes, Runs-with-blisters Brooke's just laughing taking pictures I'm their brother, their my sisters Since we were eight years old We squeeze in caves and tiny tents and calendars and camera lenses round the fire, the thing with friends is they keep you from the cold Moonshadow, Morningfire Give each other names in Navajo Two angels standing out on Angel's Landing Gas, schmas, Kiki's gonna last, Let's get out on the road We say hey to a hundred strangers And pessimistic park rangers that warn us bout a thousand dangers but we're gonna be okay Sagebrush meadow, lightning tree Dehydrated buffalo wings Berries from the bush, water from the stream What a wonderful day Moonshadow, Morningfire Give each other names in Navajo Two angels standing out on Angel's Landing Gas, schmas, Kiki's gonna last, Let's get out on the road Now I'm in Melbourne, she's in Austin, and she's in Berkeley, but it's all awesome Cuz roads like ours are always crossin through this mountain range Moonshadow, Morningfire Give each other names in Navajo Two angels standing out on Angel's Landing Gas, schmas, Kiki's gonna last, Let's get out on the road

Underneath the overpass, the sergeant plays trombone In a castle made of trash, that's what he calls home Shopping carts and old umbrellas in a geodesic dome Mmm-mmm home sweet home Underneath the overpass, the sergeant combs his hair Up above the cars roll past, they pay their tolls and fares He says, "Come to my living room," and he pulls out an old lawn chair Mmm-mmm, "I got somethin to share." He says, "I can't tell you nothin you won't find out on your own. The years, they show you some things that the days could never know. It takes a lot of livin in a place to make it home. Mmm-mmm, so make it home." Underneath the overpass, the sergeant throws a bone to a dog that makes him laugh, he named him Al Capone Coke bottle windchimes, and a beat up radio Yeah, mmm-hmmm home sweet home Underneath the overpass, the sergeant downs his drink Crawls beneath his colored dome, pets his dog and thinks He lies there while the raindrops slowly carry him to sleep Mmm-mmm him to sleep

Roadside memorial, four unlit candles bouquet of bruised roses and a soggy stuffed animal Day of the service, the forecast was rain We brought our umbrellas, but the tears never came Once in a while, the Sun burns, Once in a while, the Earth turns There's ghosts in the city, the white plastic bags The one-legged pigeon in the park by the flag The man on the corner is shaking his can But she turns towards the window with the porcelain mannequin Once in a while, the Sun burns, Once in a while, the Earth turns... He stands on a bridge, and looks down at the river His rippled reflection looks back towards the sky The sun on the water, both lovely and blinding He squints as he watches himself flowing by Once in a while, the Sun burns, Once in a while, the Earth turns...

I play for the wall when my cat gets bored I got too many words, and not enough chords Just runnin my mouth pickin G's and C's again I strum on my bed and mumble bout my feelings For my only fan, spinnin on my ceilin Just runnin my mouth pickin G's and C's again "Do you have an alternate form of ID?" says the airport security official suspiciously I said, "Look man, I swear it's me." Handed him a drivers license and a student ID He said, "Well, you've certainly lost a lot of weight..." Then he continued to elaborate "Maybe you're just tired...definitely less tan... Well, go on ahead." "Gee, thanks man." "Hello?" my mom says from the other end "Hey, it's me, how you been? "Who?" "Ma, it's me, Tim." "Jesus, sweetie, you been smokin again?" G's and C's, C's and G's Runnin my mouth pickin G's and C's again I had a gig here last night with this here guitar It's a seven kilometer walk home from the bar 3 ks in I look longingly at a taxi When I was young I used to dream about being in a kick ass band Doin stage dives on the raised hands of all of my fans These days, I don't think that my sister could catch me When I die, I'm gonna meet my maker He'll give me my wings, and give my harp I'll head to the clouds and chill in the breeze Start strummin those G's and C's G's and C's, C's and G's I'll be runnin my mouth for the rest of eternity G's and C's, C's and G's Runnin my mouth, pickin G's and C's again