Beefheart - Olivver the Kid

I woke up singing your verses again

My voice is pitchy but it pays the rent

Sometimes my head is cloudy and something ain’t right

And I can’t feel nothing, so I sleep through the night

I’m dreaming a chorus, the hook is your name

I’m fishing for something or someone to blame

Sometimes I feel a pull or a push on my line

Wake up on ringing but I keep with this rhyme

But I don’t want to be anyone else

Though I’m flawed

But I hope you can’t tell

I’m not sure

What patience would do

For a man like me

The colour bruise

I’m just damaged goods

Led you out of the woods

And into the light then

But I’d do it again

And if I could speak true

Beefheart, here’s an ode to you

Nothing is honest or naked or true

And I’m searching for something I’m bound to lose

Nothing is perfect or bearing of fruit

And I’m just my own selfish depressive muse

But I don’t want to be anyone else

Though I’m flawed

But I hope you can’t tell

I’m not sure

What patience would do

For a man like me

The color bruise

I’m just damaged goods

Led you out of the woods

And into the light then

But I’d do it again

And if I could speak true

Beef heart here’s an ode to you