A Greg High
By Glenn Stenson
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another seattle wrist slitting day
cloud coming down for 66 and 44 more
until greg comes here in may
can't get enough of your music Mr. Brown
love your lyrics, your music, your incredible sound
impossible to appreciate it in the background
words about real life
how bad it can be and how nice
argue about who is the bigger fan
me or my wife
kids want to go to kansas now you know
just to listen to that late night radio
about twice a year, it's clear here
gaze at the stars near the equator of Heaven
think about my grandparents, wish i was still eleven
you might wonder what goes on this fella's head
still got that loaf of bread
the bottle of wine went and the $50,000 is all spent
maybe i hung around a little too long in my hippie tent
don't turn on the tv or radio news
push in my cd and listen to you
then i can fly away if i want to
i get the good blues
just listening to "think about you"
all the money's going, going, gone
gotta listen to another song
i never would have thunk it
be online in a Greg Brown junket
this bozo's in love again
playing non-stop "Further In".
had lotsa kind of money 'til christmas came around
i just want to be in the dark with you in our little town
sitting outside smoking my cigs
i do this and that and this for my kids
dream on, little dreamers
ok, just one more good night kiss
i guess the wild geese go
with that little man in a boat
or followed john muir in his overcoat
sometimes feel my whole life is one wrong turn
i don't know who i think i'm foolin'
oh man what am i trying to say
it's kind of like "have a nice day"
i don't want to hear "happy holiday"
alright already, I admit
i'm a happy,happy, happy addict.
yes, you're right, I am sick
a hopeless Gregoholic.
like that fish in the mucked up lovely river, I am hooked.
uou can read about it my new book.
i'm on a greg high aren't i?
i don't know that guy
thank you and goodbye
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