Invisible Highway

by Stacey Sanders

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1.
This is getting old, what else is new The times we've borrowed somebody blue It's getting late, passed my curfew You're always itching for a fight Same old song, second verse Took you for better, took you for worse Now I feel like small change in the bottom of your purse I'm going to get spent tonight Sixes and nines are so confusing We're in the eights, mama, love ain't amusing Spit and molasses but, nothing ever sticks It's the same old seven, same old seven and six Pony rides used to cost a quarter Now they're a dollar but, they're out of order Planned obsolescence, I can't afford her Something here just don't feel too right Sixes and nines are so confusing... We're out of shape, we're out of form You kick the covers when you're too warm If I steal your thunder when there's a storm That ain't unusual, baby, that's the norm This is getting old, what else is new The times we've borrowed somebody blue It's getting late, passed my curfew You're always itching for a fight Sixes and nines are so confusing...
2.
Shelly didn't go to work today She stayed at home in bed Feeling like she just fell from Picaso's canvas Three shades of blue, two of red Through cloudy eyes she spilled her coffee Left a note and burned the toast She's going to leave this planet having the last laugh Out there in the ether, chasing Garbo's ghost down that Invisible highway With the see-through sagebrush She is hitchhiking with her imaginary friend If they ain't doing eighty they're standing so still Just part of the scenery with their hair in the wind Vitamin V used to help her get to sleep If one will work, why not choke the whole bottle down That's always been Shelly's philosophy "It's all or nothing, there is no middle ground" on that Invisible highway With the see-through sagebrush She is hitchhiking with her imaginary friend If they ain't doing eighty they're walking backward Waiting on a semi with a thumb in the wind Peekaboo, I can see you, but you can't see me Has always been Shelly's favorite game Walking down that asphalt transparency There re no mile markers and all the headlights look the same Shelly didn't go to work today She stayed at home instead Feeling like she just fell from ol' Pablo's canvas Three shades of blue, two of red Three of blue, two of red So she pulled the covers over her head
3.
Standing Bear rode bare back naked in the rain He was hungry, cold and thin Ate some peyote buttons, washed 'em down with snake juice Sat back and watched the world spin Standing Bear didn't want to be a bear anymore Spread his arms like an eagle and he started to soar Into the wild, wild blue Into the wild blue yonder The old man clutched at his chest and fell to his knees As he began to cry Howling like a banshee at he top of his lungs He took to the sky Standing Bear didn't want to be... Sometimes an old man's mind might wander As the secret of life he tries to ponder Deep in his lullabies it's not far as the crow flies Into the wild blue yonder Standing Bear thought the world was flat 'cause he'd been to the edge Feeling no pain or fear Smearing on his war paint, he called out his maker Then he disappeared Standing Bear didn't want to be... Standing Bear rode bare back naked in the rain He was hungry, cold and thin
4.
A stranger to me stopped me just the other day Just to ask me how you've been Well, I froze for a moment trying to think of what to say And I hated to lie to one of your friends But, you know it's true, we seldom have a chance And when we do someone slips in between You're so off and busy in your own two little worlds And I'm stuck between a few I've never seen Time heals all wounds I hope the time is now I'll see you soon 'Cause I'm going to get to you somehow You know I ought to tear down these crumbling walls And make room for someone new But, I'm still hearing echoes of your footsteps in my halls And this prison I call home still welcomes you You know I'm used to the cracks in the ceiling now And some of the holes that you made I'm so comfy with security of boarded windows and locked doors And besides, I have our second mortgage paid Time heals all wounds... But, can time repair the damage that you've done To this house in my heart I built for you The place has been condemned and the "for sale" sign is gone I'm just waiting now for the wrecking crew Time heals all wounds...
5.
We've all heard the one of the traveling salesman and the farmer's daughter But, the punchline to that sick joke isn't funny anymore Not after what they found this morning floating on the water And you've been thumping bibles, true believer, selling Jesus door to door I've never trusted city slickers carrying a briefcase Neck tie, hard shoes, shiny and black Sweet Susannah, she sure had a kind face Kind heart, kind eyes, the kind that take you back Was it you who held her hand Was it you who kissed her cheek And is it true you held her under And took her walking to Griever Creek Old men with shotguns, pitchforks and torches Brothers and sisters selling off their farms Mothers left crying, standing on their porches Vigilante justice for the girl left dangling in your arms Was it you... She never knew that the creek was taboo She was so naive in her youth Now nobody swims on a dare or a whim But, you'll hang from a limb for the truth Was it you...
6.
It's raining again, oh lord, it's raining again I guess I'm complaining again 'cause it's loud against her roof Cobblestone, foot and hoof Her carriage being drawn away, petticoat against my face A slice of gingerbread, thunder echoed in our heads We scampered beneath our beds and giggled until we turned blue She teased me 'cause I loved you We blew out the candle, said our prayers and went to sleep For every one time you've thought of us, I've thought twice Three times ain't good enough, four times suffice Amnesty's sweeter than ecstasy, friends with agony But, it's not for me, it's too concise The looking glass, funny how the time would pass We showed up late for class much to our surprise Your secret's still secret and your lies are all lies Ashes to ashes, dust to dust For every story read to me I've told it twice Tales of heroes and heroin, of men and mice A damsel in distress, my lord, how quaint, but nice She has big bay windows, big blue eyes Big bay windows, big black skies Big bay windows, long goodbyes She has big bay windows, big blue eyes Now it's raining again, oh lord, it's raining again I guess I'm complaining again 'cause it's loud against her roof
7.
I was a Desert Strike baby conceived in 1964 But the Mojave Desert was no place to start a war So they packed 'em up and shipped 'em out Courtesy of good old Uncle Sam Their next destination some country called Vietnam He's government issue Daddy's got the G.I. blues Mama's crying during the nightly news He was never a sailor, just a worn out soldier from the war So when the wind left his sails he said, "What am I fighting for?" Blue as a tattooed anchor, especially when the waves got high He bounced me on his knees then he tossed me up in the sky He's government issue... I was a Desert Strike baby conceived in 1964
8.
This morning baby left me She left me down and blue Said she met herself a stranger And she loved him through and through She met him on your side of town Now she's coming after you She'll spray you with the primer Then she'll paint you down and blue Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord What's this crazy world coming to I thought I was on my feet again But, now I'm feeling down and blue My sweet baby she freight trained me From the other side of the tracks Said she left me at a bad time But, she was not coming back She asked me for your address And your home phone number too What's the best time she could reach you And your favorite shade of blue Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord... This evening baby called me She was feeling down and blue Seems the stranger told her a pack of lies Believing they were true She was crying on my shoulder There was not much I could do So I just cried with her 'Cause whe was feeling down and blue Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord...
9.
Okie Winds 04:05
I dream about crossing the border Every day when the sun goes down I only make four and a quarter an hour In this dirty red-mud town There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust I can't afford no trailer house So I stay in a roach motel Owned by some fat Texan With some dried-up oil well There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust Let those wild Okie winds blow May the best and worst of friends come and go My heart's tied up in knots 'Cause I don't like leaving loose ends Sure as you're born, I'm ragged and worn And torn by these Okie winds We ain't got no tall mountains We ain't got no tall trees Just a bunch of double-negative-talking hicks And one hell of a gale of a breeze There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust Let those wild Okie winds blow...
10.
Tijuana Time 03:52
Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana She said, "Ooooh, babe, I wanna do it to you Twenty miles south of San Diego There's a dirty cantina that sells cold brew!" "I gotta be back tomorrow night If you're coming bring your stash and your cool sun rays Border guards won't put up no fight I got cold, hard cash and my slick-talking ways!" We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime We'll drink tequila til we go blind I got a room and now we're living on Tijuana time Whoa, Tijuana time Dancing naked on the veranda like Carmen Miranda Gotta hand it to you Fruit in your hair a rose in your teeth Hand on your hips doing the hoochie-coochie-coo Chicano boys whistle when you walk They like the wind blowing up your skirt Careful not to break my heart When the sun goes down it's easy to get hurt We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime We'll drink tequila til we go blind Take off your watch 'cause now we're living on Tijuana time Whoa, Tijuana time Oh Lupe, let me bust your piñata I think you oughta give me two or three swings And when the money and the honey and the candy fall out We'll have to try out those old box springs Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana She said, "Ooooh, babe, I wanna do it to you All the way back to San Diego In my '73 Impala, mess up my new hairdo!" I said, "Thanks Lupe, I enjoyed the ride!" She said, "Ooooh, don't forget your souvenirs!" I said, "Would you like to come inside? I got a greasy spoon and some flat, warm beer!" We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime We'll drink tequila til we go blind It sure was nice living down on Tijuana time Whoa, Tijuana time Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana She said, "Ooooh, Big Daddy, I wanna do it to you! Nobody but you!"

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released July 29, 1999

Recorded at Skinner Audio in Enid, OK 5/98 - 6/99
Engineer ~ Dave Skinner
Photography ~ Jim Nay

All songs written by Stacey Sanders
Copyright 1999 Stacey Sanders

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