I walk in shifting shadows
Cloaked in the evening crow
I dwell in darkened places
It’s dinner and a show
My bite’s as bad as my bark
Where teeth and target meet
My smile and charm is sneaky dark
My dreams are rusty sweet
All it takes is one little bite
A one way trip, a cold dark night
The breathless bite, the hungry pour
Let me tell you one thing more
-I’ve got a tall pine box with swingin’ doors
My confession
This obsession
Takes possession
Without discretion
If life is what you value
Pray to the gods you know
(that)You’re never on the menu
For dinner and a show
All it takes is one little bite
A one way trip, a cold dark night
The breathless bite, the hungry pour
Let me tell you one thing more
-I’ve got a tall pine box with swingin’ doors
S. J. Tucker spins soulful stories with a mix of fairytale and myth steeped in a healthy heartfelt dose of rhythmic jazzy blues. Yum! The Scrap Merchants