I Sit Brushing Your Hair


I sit brushing your hair
Taking in my favorite sight
You’re stretched out on the bed
Making my underwear a little too tight
But it isn’t my time
This night is all about you
I want you to be relaxed
To sleep soundly when I’m through


Feed My Soul With Rock & Roll

Feed my soul with rock & roll
I need you to turn up the noise
The raw & dirty guitar licks
You tried to seduce little rich boys
My heart broke in the shadows
Don’t tell me to relax, I’m out of proportion
You’re a cruel woman, ya know
I’m gonna need to turn up the distortion
I feel ridiculous for trusting you
Gimme that dial, I want it loud
Let me forget my woes tonight
& that I’ve been before this soulless crowd