Andy Guthrie - Milk and Waste

Words

See it come

See that gun then I,

pull my smile but I,

got no time to waste my time,

see that girl then I,

see that boy but I,

have to keep my mind.

Of all those things you said,

they will come back to you in time,

and all that’s in your head,

it will come round to you in rhymes.

See that man he got

all your answers he put,

everything in terms of you,

it’s so appealing you’ve got your,

excuse from thinking,

just on this I’ll waste my time,

Of all those things he said,

they will come out of you in lies,

and all those choices you’re fed,

they will collect or else you’ll rise.

Don’t you tell me what I’ve done,

I made the world bleed rivers so I’ve run,

with rocks and pleas how you preempt me,

one man’s strength is the weakness in man,

one man’s soul is worthless in hand.

But you’re old and tough,

and your heels more rough,

they don’t believe it just collapsing in the sand,

now your talk is cheap,

and your acts more deep,

well don’t relieve it just go on and fill your glass.

Of all those stones you’ve thrown,

they all come out of your own eyes,

and on that land you roam,

it will erase before your time.

See that guard he knows,

what you’re thinking he says,

we can talk until we’re blue,

I don’t care I know it’s,

just not fair and we should just,

get together me and you.

Of all those walls you’ve laid,

they only serve to keep out you,

and all those wars you’ve made,

they always come back twice on you.

Do you hunger for me

Do you hunger for me like my arms still linger,

or am I slipping inside of your touch,

do you care what I needed when I’m calling for your help dear,

or am I going away like your plane,

when your eyes get sick and I’m getting older,

I’ll make sure that you won’t be alone.

To be redeemed in your graces,

I hunted the lips of those killed for,

to make seeds grow in scars that lay bare,

I’ll use the water from the tears I cried,

I’ll make the hunger be the food that I lived out of in you.

Do you know what I’m going through I’ve been better,

land becomes oceans too idly watched,

do you hunger for me like my lips they taste sweeter,

than any you’ve ever know,

more than any you’ve ever shown,

more than any I’ve ever told.

Far too deeply

He gave you what he had to give to get you,

and told you all the lies you longed to hear,

you fell so fast as if you knew,

everything you thought he’d do but,

dramas what you need.

You’ve given what he wanted you to give him,

now you wonder why he’s nothing more to say,

so you do exactly what you shouldn’t do,

and exactly what you shouldn’t say,

but tell me who wants more.

Don’t you think your love far too deeply,

when the attraction that you feel’s only skin deep,

you don’t walk away from the lies love diluted rather run back to him.

You warrant your displacement with the excuse that he gave you,

your words are acknowledged for it’s he that is in you,

but you don’t ever change,

the way you go about this,

oh no he’s the one,

but there you go it’s all amiss.

So if you took away all he had to offer,

and everyone or thing you think he is,

would you want this petty world to see,

how little your big man could be,

and could you ever know.

Sit alone only for one minute,

and in that time justify one thing,

that you don’t have to show no one,

that I don’t need to have someone,

but that’s not what you’re about.

Though you see it first,

and your touch is thirst,

for going on with love there’s more you need,

so look in deeper,

is there anything there,

does it agree with the person you know,

and do you still care.

Come out of the rain

If it don’t go away,

I’ll climb the clouds and steal its grey,

and take all this pain that sits there,

give it back to the wind there,

come out of the rain.

Still it refuse to shine,

some days are black and still that’s fine,

‘cause somewhere there’s sun that’s glistening,

here’s the part that’s just missing it,

come out of the rain.

Sit till it leaves from your eyes,

smile then you see they ain’t gonna’ cry,

most of this gloom was made up all by you,

I’ll make sure it’s old,

you make sure it’s old.

It’s gonna’ start to heal,

don’t turn your back that’s not the deal,

when there’s a child that hungers,

give him all that he longs for,

come out of the rain.

Night begins to fall,

what’s not the same after all,

you take all this pain from anger,

turn it into what's sweeter,

come out of the rain.

Go with me

Walk away,

nothing different,

break down,

something happens,

distracted in habitual stare,

is it a piece of me for I’m still here,

does nothing outweigh or is it all of me,

I’ve never known of this, this is personal.

I said what I had to say and I want you to go with me,

I told you what I had to be and I want you to be with me,

but I don’t want what could have been we lost it now.

Sometimes she thinks of it,

but usually her minds on what’s on mind,

though more seldom than often do I know,

I know nothing ever seems to work,

I’m entangled but I don’t remember,

so I close my eyes so I might see your face,

but they don't see you nothing turns around,

reflections only magnify what’s empty,

step from my chest I’ll follow.

Spin in my head I’m awoken,

pain in my throat I’m broken,

move from my side I’ve spoken and I’m unfulfilled.

Do it once

Do it once and you might not feel a thing,

do it twice and it’ll wrap you around like a ring,

nothing’s really important to you,

except what gets you high,

everything seems better now so sigh.

Drop it once and it might just shatter you,

drop it twice and people say what’s a matter with you,

it’s hard to distinguish real from dreaming

I am, feeling numb but I’m going fast

I get it so cheap I think I’m a thief,

but it’s my brain that I am stealing

Hit it again and a million more times over,

hey what’s a matter you look so sad being sober.

Said you don’t like that smell that gets all over your clothes,

so take a hit of the stuff that, smells so good you’ll be wanting something for your nose.

Did it once and I still am getting high,

did it twice and it kills my buzz when asked why.

Why you trying to talk when I can’t even see you, so blow the smoke from your face and, know that there’s no reason unless you know what I’m feeling.

Do it once and I might not feel a thing,

do it twice oh God I think I finally got my wing.

You be king

If time is our lesson,

and crimes are our rules,

then signs will not be blessings,

as blinds cannot be tools.

It shuns and goes in confessions,

and lines with rings in dry pools,

black water to bathe all the lepers,

broken promise given from fools.

You be king and we’ll be all your slaves,

you break backs and we’ll submit and praise.

First kind then comes undressing,

with wine in walks the truth,

red faces swollen with dirt,

keep them buried the blood and their worth.

Just as Jesus was condemned those that praise him still do,

turn your back on a world if they live not as you,

evil chokes on its own dressing,

as it bites, spits more than it chews.

Like what can be fooled without none to eat,

like what can be hailed with two feet on the street.

If time were to be blessings,

and evil overruled,

than greed would not be envied,

as love shall not be cruel.

It shines now in prisms and bathes in clear pools,

what first had it taught us it taught us in rules.

With little to go on now further with speed,

leave devils to wander and goodness to heed,

what came as a savior has always been fools of our own,

we've seen what was written we’ve heard what was used,

missions, grave, jackals, ghouls,

the human condition likes what it’s sold to maintain,

put me on trial put me to death,

raise me on high bury the rest,

we don’t need miracles only no pride for respect,

none be kings and none will be our slaves,

with strongs backs we rise up.

Racist

Mamma taught me to be a racist,

mamma taught me to be a bigot,

she said you don’t go hanging out without your kind,

those people ain’t like us.

Daddy taught me not much,

daddy told me he said son,

you better listen to what your mamma says,

’cause that’s what I’ve done.

Mamma gave me the diamond of all love,

mamma said to me now you go out and you be someone,

but if you don’t come back looking like me,

then you ain’t my son.

How do you insist that we all must be judged by the color of our skin,

and look who you enlist those apples don’t rot far from their trees,

we’ve been raised so well, we believe it comes naturally.

Why can’t you see what is not right in front of your face,

and look whose image and what’s more put black and white,

I thought not to judge,

if they don’t act like you, speak like you, dress like you, fuck like you, pray like you.

Mamma said to me I just want you to be happy,

and mamma left me in tears,

I won’t be coming home with your kind,

don’t leave the lights for me.

Mamma taught me to be a racist,

daddy taught me to be a bigot,

they said you don’t go hanging out without your kind,

don’t go raising up kids that ain’t mine,

cause all in the world that you’ll ever find is unhappiness.

Milk and waste

And it takes so long to make you see,

how you slowly destroying me,

no the words never come out right,

they attack me with rage in the night,

Missa love is gone,

Missa can’t be wrong,

Missa try some compassion you only one giving you fight.

Milk and waste sweet honey,

dried from the moon and though some may,

be aware of the same girl,

eyes as lovely as the locks in her brown hair,

showing the wind come embrace me,

screaming to him come out and race me,

with a stare of an old man,

and the stones of a gone man,

skipping far across the hills,

as I watch from on my sill.

Insolence,

fools strike good intents,

keep yourself,

and no one feels your breath,

always want to,

always half of what lets in,

get on back,

further now you snap,

and good luck,

that was good love,

never want this,

never can seem to get enough.

What goes up

What goes up,

must come down,

like your love for me,

must come ‘round,

you could try and stop it,

but that won’t do you good.

‘Cause I got love,

that means I got power,

to release you from hate and say,

I’ll make you my flower,

that goes on forever,

goes on for sure.

All wrapped tight and caught up in your race,

making love is never a waste,

all these other things what are they here for,

anyone could see they don’t much care for,

than all of your wasted time,

in this I’ve been so glad for times,

‘cause I found the love inside,

much better than gold.

All by myself,

you could stay all by yourself,

who said that’s what God,

that’s what God put us here for.

All by yourself,

now who’s gonna’ stay without someone to call for help,

what keeps you alive,

keeps you on earth.

Now all I ask,

is one thing,

all I’m taking from you is,

what you’ll bring,

you can call me foolish,

I will call it right.

Do you know,

do you feel,

what I got for you is more real,

than any other lover,

they could put much forth.

Milk and waste II

My mother don’t fuss and fight,

my father make love all night,

my brother don’t stand for much,

my sister don’t care as such,

I want them near to me,

but when left unsaid you see,

they go on like before,

just as we always ignore.

Andy Guthrie – vocals, guitar, piano, keyboard, wurlitzer

Martha Colby – cello

Miki Hirose – trumpet

Thomson Kneeland – double bass

Rob Perkins – drums and percussion

All songs written and produced by Andy Guthrie

Recorded and Mixed by Jim Sweeney

at Laughing Buddha Studio,

Mastered by DB Plus