Featured Tracks
Casino Man (3:17)
Lady Luck smiles on him
Deals the cards, guides Roulette wheel spins
He enjoys craps and can
Impress the ladies as Casino Man
High rollers wait for him
He may lose but more often wins
All of his drinks are on the house
A woman for each day, none are his spouse
He knows someday it will end
You can’t always trust that you’ll win
But until someone ends his hand
He enjoys the perks of being Casino Man
(The following verses sung as a round)
Orlando and Disney
Jesus and Constantine
One needs the other
Or why would we bother?
The world is in our brain
Not thinking keeps us sane
A new year is nigh
Expectations are sky high
Readings and liturgies
Reflect absurdities
Interstellar Bar (2:03)
Hey baby let us fly past Mars
Slow night, so let’s reach for the stars
We won't tell anyone where we are
We will stop by an
Interstellar bar
Maybe bring a coat and some gloves
Cold out there we don’t wanna freeze
I’m sure the bar you're gonna love
How about an
Orion daiquiri?
Just get me home before it's late
The Deneb bus will take us far
Through the window view the Milky Way
And catch a glimpse of an
Interstellar bar
Goddess of Mine (1:07)
I needed a miracle
to pull me through
Then out of nowhere
I met you
Through it all
You’ve been at my side
With the tough love
I needed to survive
Your pictures get better and better
All the time
Just more proof
You are a goddess of mine
You are my everything
And blanket of security
Thank you
For taking good care of me
Southern Nevada (1:09)
I’m walking down the Strip
Though I ain’t no gambling man
The slots are calling, I admit
Gonna win some if I can
I’m freezing head to feet
But it's Christmas so it don't matter
Paris and New York on the same street
I’m home in Southern Nevada
Got pot? Oh yeah I do!
And gas and electric and a book
Lovin MGM and Bellagio, too
More blocks ahead, I’m hooked!
The Strat, standing oh so tall
I can vacuum my car for free
I don't look back at all
To the old Willoughby
Tactical Crap (2:20)
I need that desk lamp
Oh yeah, it’s in bubble wrap
which box, space is so cramped
Getting tired of this tactical crap
I picked a helluva week
To get back on track
But the booze I can’t even sneak
Somewhere in them boxes, it's packed
Called up Dan’s
moving vans
Dan says “Sorry, man”
“All booked up, no can”
Hotels too, full and crammed
Just try calling, lines are jammed
So what's the plan?
KOA or roadside fruit stand?
Tactical crap
Boxes, tape, and yet magic flows
Tactical crap
Free as a bird, no mortgage, no worries
And no place to go