Casey Hallas Art

C-Town Blues

(blues in G#)

I’ve got the C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
Porter says I shouldn’t
But there ain’t no stopping me

I kapo up a fret
I kapo up a fret
Sharks upon my neck
I kapo up a fret
Porter says I shouldn’t
But there ain’t no stopping me

He, fraternal twin
He, fraternal twin
A commie from Ohio
He, fraternal twin
He’s a holy roller
Like a bird on roller skates

I’ve got the C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
Porter says I shouldn’t
But there ain’t no stopping me

Porter has a cult
Porter has a cult
Commie from Ohio
Porter has a cult
He’s a holy roller
Like a bird on roller skates

You kicked me in the face
Kicked me in the face
Kicked me in the rain
When you kicked me in the face
Did you tell you Grandpa
You kicked me in the face?

I can’t find my phone
I can’t find my phone
My toilet’s overflowing
I can’t find my phone
Did you tell your Grandma
You kicked me in the face?

I’ve got the C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
C-Town Blues
I’ve got the C-Town Blues
Porter says I shouldn’t
But there ain’t no stopping me


Love Island

The desert, what desert?
The desert can’t hold my pain.
This desert, what desert?
The desert can’t hold my pain.

I am an island, I am an island
I am an island in my pain.
I am an island, I am an island
I am an island in my pain.

Love, love, love, love
Love is an island –
Everyone has a place.

Love, love, love, love
Love is an island –
Everyone has a place.

Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love

Everyone has a place.

One Million Kisses

Roughed up like a mesa, a bone from my spine.
By now I am a man it’s happened a million times. 
You should think before you go
And learn to say the words. 

Rubbed down like a mesa, a flower from my spine.
By now I am a man it’s happened a million times. 
You should think before you go
And learn to say the words. 

All I had to give to you is all you left behind. 
You made it just one step in the longest line.
You should ask before you go
And learn to say the words.

All I had to give you is all you left behind. 
Red road leads to Paradise –
Not gonna get there but that’s life.
Get my dog go straight to hell –
Go get my dog not going there. Oh well.

One million kisses – that’s the way it ends.
Ten by ten and five by five. Would take a life.
Would take a flight.
Would take its life.
Would take a wife. Silent type.

Chipped paint on a millennial toad, easy baritone now hitting the road.
Nothing going down in the town – a dollar off gave someone Tao.
A magic card in my hand, got extra rocks got extra sand.

You think it’s him you think it’s me – it isn’t him it couldn’t be!
It isn’t you it isn’t me. I guess some birds just like the sea.
I guess some birds just like the sea. Oh well.

Remembering

Remembering.
Remembering.

Why you look so sad girl?
You’ve got a Chad girl.
I ain’t got nobody.
Why’d I have to see?

Along to the song I wrote for love…
Along to the song I wrote for you.
Along to the song I wrote for love…
Sing along to this song.

A man buries sorrow
In his heart for what he loves.
He hopes that it flowers –
That it grows into peace.

Sing along to the song I wrote for love…
Sing along to the song I wrote for you.
Sing along to the song I wrote for love…
Sing along to the song.

A man buries sorrow
In his heart for what he loves.
He hopes that it flowers –
That it grows into peace.

Sing along to the song I wrote for love…
Sing along to the song I wrote for you.
Sing along to the song I wrote for love…
Sing along to the song.

I don’t feel justified,
I don’t feel right.
I did what I had to
To survive.

A.C.O.D.

Travelers in time get a check,
They go town to town following Flesh;
Funny thing is they’re not ever there.
Not like the man who goes to work,
He doesn’t have that many days off.

I know a guy, goes to the Met;
Goes to the park, fishing days off;
The new Avant-Garde,
It isn’t Avant-Garde at all

We live in a house like the rest;
Our place has four walls closing in.
We try to forget what we learned
Is it right or is it wrong
When we read that funny guy Karl?

Cellular life, creepier thoughts;
Look in the sky, it’s getting thin.
The new science kids,
I don’t think they really get off.

They say you can be whatever you want;
Sounds great to me, I want to make art.
The places for me are run by the state.
I only want to find a way out,
I gave it all up for somebody’s cause

ACOD volatile me;
had to grow up when I was three.
I want to be loved, I don’t believe
A drug can do that.

I met you blind,
I met you blind when I met you stoned;
Later on love, later on when we get alone;
Try to love me, I’ll ruin your life.

I Won’t Learn to Lie

Behind these homes
Behind these homes
Is a road
The road that we’re on
Taking us somewhere
Beyond

I’d like to learn
To be reborn
Without the pain
Choking all my
Smiles

Pastor semen
Movies making light
Of hell
The devil
Luxury

I, me, mine, me
I’m not good enough to be
Yet I won’t learn to lie

Whisper it here
Whisper, it is what you say
Say it to me,
Hey, if it’s what you’re
Thinking

No friend of mine
Would think to put me on the right
Yet I won’t learn to lie

Be a man
Sticks and stones will break
My hands
Yet I won’t learn to lie

I, me, mine, me
I’m not good enough to be
But I won’t learn to lie

Making the bread
Breaking the bread
Made of death
Eating the bread
Eating and freezing
The rest

Sit at home
Sit at mine and what me gone
I won’t learn to lie

Sit at home
Sit at mine and want you gone
I won’t learn to lie

I me, mine, me
I’m not good enough to be
I won’t learn to lie.

The Dying Schools

Making violence by your home
In sacred wealth to pass the day;
Foreign roads and well lit stores
While eat the poor in target hall.
Drive fast today, the gangs behind;
They close the deal with powered death.
You want their land to fill your walls,
No rest for free while in the land.

Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools.

Suing death you will not win;
Poison make and laugh behold,
The poor, the fool, the violence by,
And while the war is standing by;
The war began without a glance –
It’s good to see more suicide.

Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools.

Your numbers shine, go dust them now.
They do not live without the sun;
The Earth machine, the power play
Of public shares and puppet banks.
Without the bombs, the killing fields.
All at once go block the doors;
Once they clear the world of you,
They start again the greedy men.

Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools.

Rise up the walls, the seas, the tide;
And while the war is standing by;
You must bite the devil’s throat
And go outside to use your skin.
Every art will now be sold;
Among the wire mesh of souls.

Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools;
Love among the dying schools.

Stay Here With Me

Summer, I know, is pushing the roses;
When cut from the earth
They’re not meant to last.
I am a sign, I am a road.
You must be seeing to know where I go.

Stay here with me, please;
Stay here with me.

I am suspicious that nobody hears
No matter how hard I pray –
It’s not what I need.
You are my garden, you are my heart.
What can I tell you
Now that you know?

Stay here with me, please;
Stay here with me.
Here we are one,
Here we are one.

You’re kind. That mind!
You say things, your feelings.
I’ve been here some time –
Just wishing someone needs me.

Stay here with me, please;
Stay here with me.
Here we are one,
Here we are one.
Here we are one…
Here we are one.


The Love Idea

Everything is named;
All styles and everything
We put into a box.
Every study has a name; this style suck, end;
The pleasures on the inside mind, body, bank.
Now when you go out looking
I’ll tell you what you’ll find;
The bullshit train, the trashcans full.
You’ll hear all the voices, all the noisy teachers,
No one teaches Truth.

So what you going to do?
Gonna be a better man,
Gonna be a kinder friend.
It’s like the rebel said –
What would be your will
If you could own the world?

Now if we lived in public everyone could learn.
We could watch the sacred puppets try to be the men.
Personal crusader spiders went out weaving,
Spiders weaving Christ. The players at the turnstyle
Trade suicide for brawn; a name is on the can.

So what you going to do?
Gonna be a better man,
Gonna be a kinder friend.
It’s like the rebel said –
What would be your will
If you could own the world?

And words like line and line like song.
You must know the price, that choosing is the life.
Ask for simple pieces and hope for better ones;
Get lost in Babylon until you find the love.
Saluting to the tribe, grumpy men with wives,
I ride a bike.

So what you going to do?
gonna be a better man
gonna be a kinder friend
It’s like the rebels said –
What would be your will
If you could own the world?

That’s the Love Idea, ye-ah,
That’s the Love Idea.

Carnivore

At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
Says she wants a weatherman
But I am a storm

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you
I wish I never knew

At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
Temperate or tropical
She is a carnivore

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you
I wish I never knew

At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
At 60th and Lexington
That’s where my baby stays
I see everything
A panopticon

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you

How beautiful
Your shadow
I loved you
I wish I never knew