A Good Man’s Got Nothing To Prove
D/D/G/D/A/A/G/D Bm/Bm/Em/A

The world won’t abide by an unspoken rule
I gotta get my ass on the move
Riding in the sunset on a broken mule
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Say another prayer try a different tune
And meet me at the end of the record groove
They’re waiting like an Uber with a big balloon
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Just like with the Sour Patch Kids
I always got a thing for the blues
And gossip makes me exhausted
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Hear about a crime on the six o’clock news
They can’t find who did it they will pin it on the Jews
The killer is running with his big tattoos
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Chowing down a foot-long on the Berlin Wall
Sweet pickles taste better with rouge
Getting on the subway for a booty call
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Wrap your head around the credit score
Be thankful you were pre-approved
Jerry Seinfeld said it all before
A good man’s got nothing to prove

Fidel Castro surrendered
Now the world can really improve
To every Cuban a computer
A good man’s got nothing to prove
To every man a computer

Crazy Blue
C/Em/F/G C/Em/F/G C/Am/Dm/G/C
F/F/C/C/G/G/G/C

Getting some on the rollercoaster
My time has come Flirting With Disaster
I’ve got a chip on my shoulder
And it’s stuck with a drop of Crazy Blue

Today’s another day it ends with Why and you’re getting high
On the Lost Highway going down for DUI
The story is uncanny
But it ends on a note of Crazy Blue

Crazy Blue
You never saw it coming but did it beat you
Punch you in the stomach to defeat you
Now your heart is bruising
And the only kind of soothing
Is Crazy Blue

It’s the birthday song that is Bringing Out The Dead
There is nothing wrong but I’m not getting out of bed
If I’m being dragged if I’m being pulled
If I’m being force-fed with a spoon of Crazy Blue

Just a Boyhood crush and a decade down the drain
With the royal trucks and now I’m weeping in the rain
With my dreams of Orange County
Where all the clementines are Crazy Blue

Crazy Blue
You never saw it coming but did it beat you
Punch you in the stomach to defeat you
Now your heart is bruising
And the only kind of soothing
Is Crazy Blue

Crazy Blue
Is filling up the spectrum of a worried mind
With a tiny little speck of dust I truly find
That the world I see is not just you and me
It’s a world that is painted Crazy Blue

All We Have Is Our Love
It’s hot I sweat my eyes are red
I see you naked as I lay my head
Lonesome in my hotel bed
I dream a dream of our love

California delirium
Paranoia on the run
They took their guns out in the sun
And all we have is our love

All we have is our love
All we have is our love

I need you now I need you here
I hope that in a thousand years
Long after we disappear
The name a star for our love

Sticks and stones and telephones
Comfort zones where we’re all alone
My home is with you my skin and bone
And all we have is our love

All we have is our love
All we have is our love

I know it can’t be over
I feel it in my blood
This war won’t last for ever
We’ll swim after the flood

 
It’s late at night the moon is blue
I drink a few beers maybe twenty-two
I feel sorry and I hope you do too
Cause all we have is our love

All we have is our love
All we have is our love
All we have is our love
All we have is our love

Undiscarded Jacaranda

I know what you’re gonna say
I don’t want to hear it anyway
I hear the mariachi play
Randy Newman’s I Love LA

You say California is just a movie
New York is real, New York is groovy
Don’t need to tell me what makes a city
What makes it pretty what makes it shitty

I’ve been in shitholes I’ve been in ghosttowns
I never felt home until I found

A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda

J’ai peur dans le noir tiens-toi près de moi
Reste avec moi ce soir prends moi dans tes bras

You dream of stories you dream of heroes
You say you worry about my ego
I get the message loud and clear
But I wish I saw you standing here
By the beautiful Jacaranda

A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda

J’ai peur dans le noir tiens-toi près de moi
Reste avec moi ce soir prends moi dans tes bras

Don’t need a reason for staying in
Can’t pick up the phone anyway it’s not ringing
I might be missing out I might be shying
Might be scared of living I’m not scared of dying
By the beautiful Jacaranda

A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda
A Beautiful Jacaranda
A beautiful Jacaranda

I Found A New Me

I used to laugh at people’s expense
Some say I was a bully, and I guess it’s true
I’d sneer and make faces whenever I’d get a chance
Now I found a new me when I found you

I found a new me
I found a new me
I found a new me
When I found you

All the wonders and all the signs
They gather like oceans whenever I’m around you
Now our love gets older but it’s not dying
And I found a new me when I found you

I found a new me
I found a new me
I found a new me
When I found you

Now the little raccoon with his little black hands
He’s digging for food he’s right by my studio
Someday soon I’ll grow up and make amends
I found a new me when I found you

I found a new me
I found a new me
I found a new me
When I found you

Man On The Road
Packed my things onto a little truck
Snuck it in the carpool lane
Picking diamonds in a state of shock
Driving families insane

They say they’re splitting the atom
And the universe shatters
Strings and dimensions at random
And the chosen don’t matter

I can never go home he says
‘Cause home is where it hurts
I once was and always will be alone he says
In the glittering dust

All my traveling
My unraveling
The scores I’ve had to keep on
Whose floors I got to sleep on
All the meandering
And the wandering
It made me what I am now
And I am just a man on the road

Man on the road
In a three-piece suit
One last ride
With a beautiful route
He will stand tall
Stick to his opinions
Won’t take an obsolete order
From the Soviet Union

Man On The Road
He won’t look back
He’s got a dreadful ghost in the backseat
With a six-beer pack

All the mingling
All the jingling
The coins that I got tossed at
In the towns where I was stopped at
All the scrambling
All the rambling
It made me what I am now
And I am just a man on the road
It made me what I am now
And I am just a man on the road
It made me what I am now
And I am just a man on the road

Freak Out ‘til the Morning Dew
G/C/D/G C/Cm/G/D
It’s 2:37 AM I’m reading the news in the dark
The hills are burning but from where I am I can’t even feel a spark
My lipstick is spitting rage
My cat’s eyes are going blind
Feel like Betty Draper or Bettie Page
Insane of body and mind
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
The piano won’t take my notes
There’s white shooting out of my pink
Can’t read a song I wrote
My eyes are too heavy to blink
My car’s spent the week in the shop
I can’t even look at the bill
The country’s too crazy to stop
And talking’s just making me ill
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew
I know what I’m gonna do
Freak out ‘til the morning dew

Ballad of Herman Dune (High on Rye and Lost at Sea)
D/G/A/D
The old Main Street is fumes and vapes
I’ve been driving Downtown with the Basement Tapes
There is nowhere else I’d rather be
Except for being here if you’d be with me
There’s a guy on the corner of Pacific and 8th
He spins all day in his roller skates
Carries a Chihuahua in a pink backpack
And he’s giving me a heart-attack
Someone asks me what it is I do
And I say Moby Dick what is it to you?
My job is just to drive around
Like an Uber around town
Picking words along the way
Take them to my piano at the end of the day
Hope they line up into a tune
Good enough for Herman Dune
Now I’m doing 90 on the express lane
I’m going to Carls and so I can’t complain
I can’t exit ‘cause no one blinks
Now I’m starving and my hair is pink
I’m looking out for the yellow star
I’ve got no GPS in my car
My tooth is rotten like Harley Quinn
You can only lose if you’re trying to win
I use to dream of the LBC
Watching Snoop Dogg on the MTV
Now I miss my youth and I miss my tooth
But I’m cruising and sipping on Gin&Juice
Going over the bridge and Eva Green
The cherry boats and the sweet sixteens
You just can’t count on experience
They’ll go for your neck if they’re given a chance
Throw a buck and get in line
You’ll get a piece of me for your piece of mind
I hate the sound of the ghetto birds
But I’ll dig your song if you dig your words
Terminal Island is the place to be
If you really really really wanna be like me
High on rye and lost at sea
Coming up the LBC

Vinegar Hill
D/G/A/D
I took my baby to Vinegar Hill
She planted a kiss on me and it gave me a thrill
I said I’ll keep you in my pocket like a two-dollar bill
She said alright I’ll make you lucky and I know she will
We passed the halfway house and the Italian store
She was tiny as a mouse and pretty as the shore
I said I’ll keep you in my pocket like a handkerchief
A secret in my heart a true belief
Down by the beacon where the walrus sleeps
I sounded like a promise and she sure looked like keeps
I said I’ll keep you in my pocket like an M&M
A fine cut poem or a stolen gem
No money no crime no crime no money
All I got is time and you my honey
I’ll keep you in my pocket like an antidote
A cigarette butt or a Kinky quote
It’s the fancy car that won the war
Not tequila and beer not my local bar
I’ll keep you in my pocket like a pair of dice
A shot of libation a sacrifice 

Mookie Mookie
A/A/D/A/E/D/A
Mookie Mookie you’re making me say please
Pretty as a doll prettier than Dita Von Teese
Mookie Mookie you got me on my knees
You say I’m a monster you say I’m mean and cruel
But the way I see it you’re playing me for a fool
Mookie Mookie making me lose my cool
I’ve got my mind on the whiskey I’m drinking 5 Jessica Jones
I feel it in my body feel it in my sour mash bones
Mookie Mookie leaving me on my own
Sometime I feel stuck sometimes I get out of line
I get on my truck and drive towards the Hollywood sign
Mookie Mookie making me lose my mind
I’ve got a chip on my shoulder driving on the 101
Making me do things that I never ever would have done
Mookie Mookie the end has only begun
In the wee small hours tomorrow when the rooster crows
I’ll go down to the harbor honey where the foghorn blows
Get on that ship Mookie Mookie wherever she goes
I try my best but everything I do is wrong
I thought I could make it but maybe I’m not that strong
So goodbye Mookie Mookie
Mookie Mookie so long 

Birds Of Prey
F/F/Bb/F/F/F/Bb-C/F
I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won’t seem too short
Going through the Park on my roller skates
Going through the Park on my roller skates
Going through the Park on my roller skates
Oh what a lonesome fate
I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won’t seem too short
Now I’m going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
Now I’m going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
Now I’m going through Red Hook with a pink bouquet
My robin is running away
I wish I was a bird of prey
I wish I talked New York
I hope that at the end of days
Our lives won’t seem too short
Our lives won’t seem too short
Our lives won’t seem too short