Rumor has it that you’re back in town. I’m
reachin’ for the hatches gonna batten them down.
High time we met eye to eye
over glasses of rocks and rye.
Maybe I’ll learn what’s been brewin’
behind those lips of ruin.
At five ‘o clock we’ll get our highball kicks
then you can play your dirty tricks.
Have some fun just like we used to do
I’ve waited years to be here with you.
Every night I’ve been sittin’ and stewin’
thinking ‘bout those lips of ruin.
There’s always more than meets the eye, say what you want those lips don’t lie.
What we had was more than a hit-and-run.
It’s high time we knew where we stand ‘cause things didn’t turn out like we planned,
And it’s not over until it’s done.
One of us had to hit the road
the situation was set to explode
Not a surrender more like a retreat.
Life without you would be incomplete.
I can see you’ve been chewin’
on those lips of ruin.
Let’s go down to the Salton Sea,
taste the end of history.
Watch the oil rigs bowing low
All the way to Mexico.
Diggin’, twistin’, screwin’
like lips of ruin.
There’s always more than meets the eye, say what you want those lips don’t lie.
What we had was more than a hit-and-run.
It’s high time we knew where we stand ‘cause things didn’t turn out like we planned,
And it’s not over until it’s done.
Someday soon we’ll see the sign where
you’ll go your way and I’ll go mine.
It could be around the next curve.
I might get what I deserve.
It’s gonna be my undoin’,
those lips of ruin.
© Jeffrey Galinson 2022