Bullets and Canned Goods

words & music by Geoff Bartley 1988
Published by Joshua Omar's Music BMI
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Broken teeth in a bloody mouth
You get a tattoo on the back of your hand
And you grow up young and you grow up tough
When your daddy only makes ten grand
Ten years of night school and a program degree
Marry Susan with the small town eyes
And you work so hard to be honest for your kids
You wonder how much proof a week's work buys

Sometimes I fear for my old friends
Do the deep wounds ever really mend?
Sometimes I fear for the women I know
Do you still have faith in the love of your men?
Don't you miss the simple passions of your girlhood?
June's velvet nights aren't the same
How much longer can you keep on
Building matchstick love in a hurricane?

I don't quite believe nuclear winter will come
But in the end we all believe what we want
But do you ever think of taking your family
To the iron cold of Vermont?
Would you start to build shelter underground
Of earth and rock and wood?
And despite your own better judgment
Would you stock it with bullets and canned goods?
Bullets and canned goods
Bullets and canned goods

One day I awoke before sunrise
And it seemed that the world was young
And I walked out upon the sparkling grass
With the taste of God strong on my tongue
I saw oceans raising islands
As this blue-green pearl was spun
And I saw the dark-breathing forests
Climb beneath the sweet burning sun
Sweet burning sun
And I saw oceans raising islands
As this blue-green pearl was spun
And I saw the dark-breathing forests
Fall before the slow dying sun
Slow dying sun



I Am the Heart


Geoff; vocal, 1971 Martin D-35 in standard tuning, capo 1, B minor shapes, key of C minor


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