Songwriting works best when you're bored as shit.

DARK ROOM
You gave the baby the microphone
When you got home
from playing the club and
You thought you'd hear a gargle like salt water
A burp or even
A coo like a dove and
The baby babbled when you set her down
And turned around
Like a baby oughtta do but
That baby knows the microphone
Like it's her home
And she got up
Singin like the crib was a stage
Sayin Mama Mama Mama
Put me back in the dark room
I came out too soon
The world wasn't ready
For a child like me
They're too busy eatin
And cutting down trees and
I like milk but I wanna play guitar
Booze it up with the stars
Tell the world who we are
but Mama Mama Mama
Mama Mama Mama Mama
Mama
I can't play when I'm chokin on smog and
I can't sing cause I'm barkin like a dog
Cause this world is turning too slow
I can't take it no, no
Mama made me too soon
Put me in the dark room
Cause you ain't ready for
A child like me
I said this crib ain't big
Enough for me, baby
I said you weren't ready for a
child like me, no
The world wasn't ready for
Me, baby!
You took away the baby's microphone
Took her real home
Outta her hand and
You kinda hoped she'd keep
doin her thing
Though how she could sing
You just didn't understand
The baby babbled when
you put her down
And turned around
Just like a baby oughtta do but
That baby needs the microphone
Like it's her home
So she just STOPPED
Mama Mama Mama
Put me back in the dark room
I came out too soon
The world isn't ready for
a child like me
They're too busy eatin and
cuttin down trees and
i like milk but I wanna play guitar
Booze it up with the stars
Tell the world who we are
And Mama Mama Mama
Mama Mama Mama Mama
Mama
I can't play when I'm chokin on smog and
I can't sing when I'm barkin like a dog
Cause this world is turnin too slow
I can't take it no, no
Mama made me too soon
Put me in the dark room
Put me in the dark room
Mama, put me in the dark room
Just STOP

PARROT BAY
She's a pretty good excuse for beautiful
And she wants you up in her room
You could feel the satin touch of love on your skin tonight
She wants you to buy her another
Go ahead, I'm all right
Go ahead, I'm all right
I'm all right, I'm fine
She's got a funny curve in th the
Bridge of her nose
Her cheekbones are too high
Can you still see that through your third Parrot Bay?
Do you remember when I was your
Good excuse for beautiful?
Your good excuse for beautiful?
Your good excuse for
Sneaking out into the summer night
And kissing under the city lights
And finding someplace where we could feel all right
Do you remember in the August heat
How we sweated our clothes off, let our bodies meet
You were a good excuse for beautiful
We were a good excuse for beautiful back then
THe past will stay with you
All we once went through
Will follow you, will follow through
I'll follow you, and the other girl, too
To Parrot Bay, to a place to stay
To your next excuse for beautiful