Sun Kil Moon, Mark Kozelek, Rhds Schlr - Full of Life lyrics

July 6, 2020
I just finished John Fante's 1933 Was
A Bad Year reading it made
Me realize I can't write not
With emotional impact like that
Anyhow that book has it all at 17
Dominic Molise tries to
Fuck his best friend's sister, he
Steals tools from his dad
And believes he'll be a rich
Southpaw pitcher within six months
Caroline and I are just back from
Martinez i went into the Amtrak
Station there and asked the lady

How far east it went she said "Chicago"
I said "How long does it take
Two and a half days?"
She said " That's right, two and a half days"
"Does this train go as far south as LA?"
"Yes" "How long does it take?"
"6 hours or 12 hours, depending"
"Depending on what?"
"If you want to take a bus
From Bakersfield it's six hours"
"How far north does it go?" "Seattle"
She watched me pacin' around i finally said
"yeah, I'm thinkin' about just getting on
A train and taking off"
She said "yeah, well
There are a lot of people
Doing that right now"

I was just checking it out thinking out
Loud she didn't seem to mind
Caroline and I were the only people in there
Besides a kid sitting on floor looking at
His Iphone he looked like
He hadn't washed his
Hair or cut it in a year
I don't know what to read now i'm
Going to open Henry Miller's Moloch
See how it makes me feel but nothing
Makes me laugh like John Fante but
I don't have any of his other
Books here with me right now
I just watched a little news
There were fires today one
In Gilroy one in Fairfield and
One right under the
George Miller bridge at 2 pm
It looks like things are

Heating up over a confederate
Monument in Downtown Shreveport
Came home from six days of bein' away
Checked on the dove who'd been
Outside my bedroom window
Protectin' her eggs
This last time I peeked she was gone
And there were her two little fuzzy ones
This past month the dove's nest comforted me
Like a guardian angel the
Mother dove protected me
Have been so down this year, out of work
No work in sight
And now it's July and for some
Reason I just came home feeling full of life
So full of life I picked up
John Fante's Full of Life
At City Lights on Columbus
Ah they might have to change
Name of the street
Because as of late Christopher Columbus
Is gettin' a lotta heat i gotta ask you
People burnin' down statues
Yeah I gotta ask you

Did you knock down that statue
Just after cashin' the check
The Donald Trump wrote you I don't get you
You go knockin' down statues
Well maybe I'd join you
But, I got somethin' better to do
For in this song I might just take
The opportunity to knock down you
And if I may
Whoever this song is speakin' to
May I suggest that your great
Great great great grandaddy
Probably ain't no better than that man who
Got the plaque or the statue
Like said I said, I came
Home walked in the door, full of life
So full of life, full of optimism
Knowin' everythings' gonna be alright
Like said I said, I came
Home walked in the door, full of life
So full of life, full of optimism
Knowin' everything' gonna be alright
But, I slept alone last night
And I missed you

I read Henry Miller's Moloch
Or This Gentile World
Readin' about his days as a young
Boss in the telegraph world
All about the racial tension between
Races in The Bowery, new York 1920s
For laughs I read Fante
For confidence I read Nietzsche
For the truth I read Henry

I closed the book missin' my mom and
Dad and my sister and her girls
Feeling disconnected and adrift in
This 2020 world
I watched Walk Hard The Dewey Cox
Story from beginning to end
I rewound the part where
Dewey's' brother was halved
When Dewey with his machete cuts
His brother in half
Yeah I laughed and laughed
I rewound it so many times for laughs
I love when the doctor says to
His parents 'this is the worst
Case I ever seen of a
Kid gettin' cut in half'

(speak English doc we ain't scientists)

While we were gone, i walked in circles and
Circles through the graveyard
In a state of cogitation
There are usually two deer in there
A male and a female
But the last time I walked through there
I saw two people fornicating
Yeah fuckin' in the graveyard
Hey I don't blame 'em
Looks like fun, fuckin' in the graveyard
Bein' young
I don't blame 'em, looks like fun
Fuckin' in the graveyard bein' young

Yeah where they gonna fuck with everybody
Stuck in the same home
And an above ground pool and
A flamingo in the yard
With a garden full of watermelon
Squash and chard
They take their fuckin' to the graveyard
You ain't gonna stop nature no you can't
You can file complaints, vent your hates
Let the blood boil in your veins
You ain’t never fully stop human nature

If someone wants his fentanyl fix
He will find it
If somebody wants to fuck behind a gravestone
They will do it
And of all things god damn those
People were fuckin' behind two tombstones
Husband and wife
Each stone engraved with a pentagram

There hasn't been a lot happenin'
This year I guess if I'm singing about kids
Fuckin' in graveyards
But, I have you and your love the two
Deer and now I have these three doves
But, I turn on the TV and all
I see are the cases of obliquity
If I spend too much
Time sittin' around sedentary
I get panicky and take a few globules
Of melatonin to make me sleepy
I hate the news it gets me down
I'm so crazy Fox makes me
Laugh CNN makes me frown

Everybody's talkin' "Black Lives Matter"
And now they're sayin' "Don't
Forget to include brown"
How come when I was in New
Orleans all those many years
Black on black murders
I'd tell my white friends
And they'd say 'and?'
I'd tell my white friend's
'Hey blacks killing
Blacks in New Orleans is outta hand'
And they say 'and?' and they say 'and?'
And they say 'and?'

And I said
Hey are you sayin' it don't matter
Because there were drug dealin
Gang bangin' or chasin'
Somebody' else's tang"
They said well all that stuff
You just mentioned is felonious
I'd say 'no, you are erroneous
I always knew intuitively that
Black lives mattered
Some kids are brought up in situations where
All they know is what they see
And I can see in your eyes that a kid who
Got shot by kid in a New Orleans' shoot out
Is less important than you and me
Because when I used to tell you about
Black on black crime in New Orleans
You would yawn and now you're tellin' me
That Black Lives Matter
On the phone keepin' me up until dawn
As it never dawned on me
As if this whole time
I'm been sitting' unobservant
Not noticin' white-owned restaurants and
Hotels with black servers

It's not a trend I follow or
Information I've just come to gather
Donn't need to see it stenciled on a sidewalk
Don't need to be reminded by
Don Lemon's smirky talk
Don't need to be taught by teacher's chalk

And hey if Black Lives Matter
Why do you live in an
All-white neighborhood in Portland Oregon?
Of course your protests are peaceful
Because in Oregon there are no Black People
And why am I even listenin' to you
Tellin' about race
When my girlfriend is Vietnamese
That's right when I kiss her skin
It tastes sweeter than light girl's skin
Can I say that? Is that alright?
If a woman can say that she prefers
A man of to be certain height
Or that a man with a
Certain accent is her type
Can I say like that darker skin woman
Turns me on more than light?

And maybe as I'm white I ain't
Supposed to speak on this
Well, anyone who tells me that
Eats fish 'n' chips

Maybe 'cause I'm white they want me
To sound like 'Dear Prudence'
Or John Fogerty, or Ted Nugent
Or REM who met as college students
Or that just me singing about
The subject is impudent

I'm just trying to I always
Knew that Black Lives Mattered
And I'm so glad that in 2020
So many of you have come
To gather and acknowledge
That Black Lives Matter
To me it should be Blacks
Lives Matters A Lot!
'cause where would Jim Carrey be if
Was not for Keenan Ivory Wayans?
You see what I'm sayin'?
Where would boxin' box be Jack Johnson
Joe Louis and Sugar Ray Robinson?
And where music be if it
Weren't for Robert Johnson, louis Armstrong
James Brown, Isaac Hayes, Marvin
Gaye, Michael J, NWA
HR from The Bad Brains, Fats Domino
Chuck Berry sammy Davis and Miles Davis?
Where would art be without
Bill Trailor and Basquiat?
And where would writing be
Without Maya Angelou, james Baldwin
And the autobiographies of Mike Tyson?
And where would comedy be if it weren't for
Richard Pryor and Red Foxx and
Garret Morris, Eddie Murphy
Arsenio Hall and Martin Lawrence?
And who would have guessed that the
Highest paid comedian of all time
In all the world's history is Kevin Hart?

So as the sun’s comin' up I look
Next to the window at the nest
At the mother dove and her young
Feelin' their comfort
Feelin' their detachment from
This world situation
Feelin' their love will continue
On no matter what
The political situation on the ground
They are three doves and all they
Know is love and protection
I feel their appreciation for the
Nook I've given them i feel their affection
I open Henry Miller's book Moloch
One-minute Pregosi is ebullient
The next minute he is crestfallen
Isn't that the way it is for all of this?

Data are presented on 694 criminal
Homicide victims killed in the
City of New Orleans during four
Years 1979, 1982, 1985
And 1986 the homicide rate for
Black males was 65
Times higher than that for white males for
The years studied over 70% of victims
Were killed by handguns when
Victims were assigned
To one of five socioeconomic strata
Homicide rates for blacks exceeded those
For whites by a
Factor of at least 25 times for
Each socioeconomic stratum white victims
Were more likely
Than were black victims to be
Legally intoxicated at the time of death
But black victims were nearly four times more
Likely to have illicit drugs
Other than alcohol

Detected during the time period investigated
There was a marked decrease in the number
Of victims with pentazocine
And tripelennamine
("Ts and blues") detected and an
Abrupt increase in the number
Of victims with detectable phencyclidine
And cocaine levels further
Studies are needed to investigate risk
Factors for homicide victimization
So that effective intervention strategies
Can be employed