Small Time from Guitool (album) by Flip Nasty

You could never fit in my bed. I would never steal a car for you. Still, my heart falls like through water --slow and deep and always blue. I burnt icthyosaurs and the missing link, sped through the rain just to smell you drink. Over bristleblooms and the kitchen sink, I tell you now I'm on the brink. Chorus: I want to love you but I'm small time, small time. Nickel in my wallet with a dollar on my mind. Small time, small time nickel. I should tell my horoscope to try to join the program, here. When the stars are in your eyes, he's got to make the message clear. I did stupid things from the secret sack, burbled toxic grey in the fire out back. Let the mirror man practice how to ask such a pretty girl for the love he lacks. Chorus. Oh I should tell my scrappy shoes to stand and wait for better news than you're not sure if you can choose between zero love and mine. Then I'll have a word with the silent mouth --time to shape it up or ship it out. I have had it with my tongue gone south when I'm alone with you. Chorus.

• Rock
• acoustic rock
• blues rock
• jazz-rock
• scat singing
• singer-songwriter
• Portland