1. |
If You Could See Me Now
04:07
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If you could see me now
I know you would be proud
I had a wife and we had kids
A good dog, a warm place to live
If you could see me now
If you were here right now
I’d make you laugh somehow
You could hold me to your heart
And you could tell me I was smart
If you could see me now
If you could see me now
If you could see me
I won’t tell you what you’d done
What you did to your own son
I just know that you would smile
To see us walking in the sun
If you could see me now
I know you would be proud
I couldn’t do what you had done
I would never hurt my son
If you could see me now
If you could see me now
If you could see me
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2. |
Bad Move
03:53
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The fall from Olympus is steep, steep, steep
Beware every step that you take
You can sway you can swerve in the car you deserve
Till a pot hole ruins your day
You can start each day with a grin on your face
Motor hummin’, no one callin’ your bluff
You’re on cruise control, down the high way you roll till some d’bag cuts you right off
It was an ass hole move
Yeah just an ass hole move
I was a man on the move
With nothing else left to prove till I got busted with the ass hole move
There was a girl I met through a friend of a friend
He said, ‘the two of you would hit it off fair’
Until I had to go away for a week and day
When I got back, he and she were a pair
It was an ass hole move
Yeah just an ass hole move
I was a man on the move
With nothing else left to prove till I got busted with the ass hole move
Well there’s a lesson learned every time you get burned
A word to the wise let me state
You can sway you can swerve in the life you deserve
But a land mine is laying in wait
It was an ass hole move
Yeah just an ass hole move
I was a man on the move
With nothing else left to prove till I got busted with the ass hole move
It was an ass hole move that truly blew my groove
I was a man in the flow
Every row did I hoe till I got busted with the ass hole move
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3. |
A Home
05:17
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Homes for the homeless, homes for the transient
Home for the needy among us
Homes for the sickly, homes for the elderly
A Home for the poor, for the young
A home
Home for a moment - for all eternity
A home for the children - a home
Home for the weekend - for some a luxury
For some an impossible dream
A home
Go Home if you’ve sunken to the lowest of lows
Go home, when you’ve reached your mountaintop
Brother help brother, sister build sisterhoods
And mother, bring all of us back home
Bring us back home
How much is enough for you
A bigger house, a grander view
Will that make you happy and free
Your face in the mirror - Is love behind those eyes
If not then your house is no home
Go home
Go home
Go home
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4. |
Dance Alone
08:39
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What I tried to say
In my month of May
When I was not of age
Can I join you up on stage
No one heard my call. Was that it - Was that all
My life inside a shroud, just another face in the crowd?
Call on me this time, pick me for your side
I can’t skate but that won’t ever stop me trying
Let me fall if I must fall, let me rise if I’m to rise
Just recognize that I am here - I’m trying, trying, trying
What I mean to say
(You’re not listening anyway)
I should feel like I belong
Like I can stand and sing along
Hey, I can play that role, hey I can bare my soul
Slap me in the face or wrap me in your warm embrace
Let me l fail if I must fail, let me shine if I’m to shine
Just recognize that I am here and trying, trying, trying, trying
I’ll Dance alone., I’ll dance alone
Though it’s a little like, ’I’m alright’
And it’s a lot like, ‘Oh, you know’
And they really should have told us it’s the writing on the wall
And now September’s gone and winter time has hit full on
I look across my bed, where she used to lay her head
The only one who understood the only one who thought I could
The only light to guide my way
And when our hair turned silver gray
Her memory failed and finally slipped away
And if she were here beside me she would say
Go dance alone, go dance alone
Though it’s a little like, ’I’m alright’
And it’s a lot like, ‘Oh, you know’
And they really should have told us it’s the writing on the wall
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5. |
Blue Martina
04:35
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She’s a queen but her head ain’t straight
Sets her sadness to percolate
And she sobs like the rain falls, pitter patter
Oh she’s off on a crying jag
Holds her heart in a shabby bag
Now here’s mine on a scuffed up silver platter
Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right
Dinner time at the five and dime
I’ll have yours why don’t you try mine
Here’s the keys, here’s the change now, jingle jangle
See the fool in the sunny glade
If you can’t swim it’s alright to wade
We are waves on the water, ebbin’ flowin’
Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right
There’s no need to be fitting’ in
I’ll be Yang, Honey, to your Yin
And it feels like the first time
When it could be the last time
And it’s always the best time
So grab your shoes or let’s go barefoot
Grab my hand, grab your pocketbook
It’s the moment the time is ticken’ tockin’
Blue Martina come away tonight
I will, Blue Martina, make it right
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6. |
Dance Alone Reprise
00:39
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7. |
Mind & Smarts
03:11
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Jaclyn Glenn, Jaclyn Glenn
I can honestly say that I knew you when
It’s not your boob job that won my heart
But it’s more that you are clever, atheist and smart
Jaclyn Glenn
Julie Taymor, Julie Taymor
I call out your name but I’m gonna say more
Your art, your keen eye, I think I can cope with it
You’re uber talented and we’re age appropriate
Julie Taymor
(Across The Universe was exquisite - like you)
Kristen Wiig, Kristen Wiig
You could almost say I’m your fannest big
It’s really not the movie that you were naked in
Cuz your comic genius thhad already raked me in
Kristen Wiig
Norah Jones, Norah Jones
I’m not the only one wants to jump on your bones
Our relationship I never would sever
Sure you are a beauty, yet so sharp, witty and clever
Norah Jones
Heather Graham, Heather Graham
You could say I’m not but say I am
Taken with you more than for just your body
You’re bright warm and thoughtful, you’re not just a hottie
Heather Graham
So gals…
Your body may kill like a Tyrannous Rexy
But it’s your mind & smarts, to me, that make you sexy
Mind & Smarts
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8. |
Believe Now!
03:33
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I look out my window
I don’t see what I saw just short years ago
A town we all called home
Where we could speak and roam freely
Once we pulled together
All at once it’s come untethered
Where did our country go
What we fought world wars for lay
wounded
Money is the new God
Profits over people nouveau monde
These are the dark-ass days
Its set our souls ablaze
Believe Now!
A melting pot from sea to rising sea
Everybody has a right to be, hear me, hear me
Believe Now!
We fight the fight
It’s within sight / We sacrifice
Believe Now!
In flashlight, flood light, firelight
Believe Now! Believe Now!
As I look out my window
I hear clearly in fortissimo
We’ll raise our voice in song
No note can be sung wrong
Believe Now!
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9. |
Train, What Train
08:00
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I’m here waiting on a train
Let it be no train in vain
People here don’t know my name
S’pose in that there ain’t no shame
I can wait some more, another day can end
It’s a trend, I don’t stand out I just blend
I can leave, i have a choice
No one here can hear my voice
They seek refuge in their caves
Now they’re hemmed in by the waves
See the rain slip down the drain
Then evaporate again
There’s no trick to standing still
It’s just your will
You know I will
I have lasted, I’ve sustained
So, I wait here for the train
Every day begins with hope
I’ll break through this envelope
I can wait some more , another year can end
It’s a trend, I don’t stand out I just blend
I feel movement on these tracks
Heavy tell-tale clicks and clacks
I’ve grown old but just the same
I’m here waiting on a train
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10. |
Bones in the Bedroom
02:27
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When I was a little child
I was frightened and scared
Skeletons roamed my parents bedroom
Oh, the creaky rocking chair
The moaning never ended
But in time I comprehended
The unknowns in the bedroom were the bones in the bedroom
There were bones in the bedroom on a Saturday night
By Sunday morning it all seemed all right
A big commotion and some major locomotion
‘Bout the bones in the bedroom
Oh the clones in the bedroom
Jumping this way and that
Two people playing, going tit for tat
At times it’s more like hand-to-hand combat
Between the clones in the bedroom
Every morning when the sun comes up it goes down
The morning coffees need no sweetener on that commute to town
Lying prone in the bedroom
Well it could be all right
But then, who knows someone may have up and died there of fright
it all depends upon your appetite
When you’re prone in the bedroom
Every morning when the sun comes up it goes down
The morning coffees need no sweetener on that commute to town
Bones in the bedroom on a Saturday night
By Sunday morning it all seemed all right
A big commotion, a number 9 love potion
Such locomotion, I think you get my notion
It’s like that horse that hood-winked all of them Trojans
‘Bout Bones in the bedroom
The Bones In The Bedroom
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11. |
Look At Me
03:52
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Look at me, my life is hell
Today I heard from Personnel
They took my job away
They never liked me much anyway
I guess we’ll sell the second car
And three or four of my guitars
You call that country club
Their food was way to rich anyway
There’s a dead man on the ground
It took four men to hold him down
For minutes three he made no sound
Look at me, my life is hell
We’re getting low on Zinfandel
I sold some stock today
My broker said so anyway
There’s a black man on the ground
Two shotgun blasts, one took him down
He took a jog in white bread town
Look at me, my life is hell
My image one big show and tell
The pool needs cleaning
And it’s much too cold out anyway
Your bumper sticker says choose life.
“What does that mean” I asked my wife?
It means we’re hypocrites
It was starting to bleach out anyway
There’s a dead girl in her bed
"They shot my girlfriend" Walker said
They didn’t knock they just sprayed lead
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12. |
Look To The Sky
07:26
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There's an awful lot that changes in a life
From the time you scrape your knees it seems like everlasting strife
Listen my child, I gave you all the love inside of me
But my time is running short now, my future's hard to see
I'll sing to you my thoughts, a little like a lullaby
I'll wrap you in my words and then we 'll look to the sky
Once there was a boy/girl, he wore his heart upon his sleeve
He took far too much to heart, to all he seemed naive
But here is the thing, the gist, the point I wish to make so clear
That it's time, yes it's time that golden-throated gondolier
I sing to you my thoughts, a little like a lullaby
I wrap you in my words and then we'll look to the sky
We'll look to the sky, We'll look to the sky
And sing and dance with stardust in our eyes
We'll look to the sky and nevermore look back
I could never say the words, I know, I should have said to you
But I tried, how I tried, it was the best that I could do
There's never been a better word in any song since time began
So I've got to go with Love, that time-worn, age-old signalman
I sing to you my thoughts, a little like a lullaby
Wrap you in my words and then we'll look to the sky
We'll look to the sky, We'll look to the sky
And dance and sing with stardust in our eyes
We'll look to the sky and nevermore regret
You can sculpt a block of ice, over time that art will melt
You can build your house from cards if that's the hand your dealt
I have loved you and I know that you loved me
It's a dance we danced together, I led you, you led me
I sing to you my thoughts, a little like a lullaby
I wrap you in my arms and then we'll look to the sky
We'll look to the sky, We'll look to the sky
And dance and sing with stardust in our eyes
We'll look to the sky and never more regret
We'll look to the sky and never will look back
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13. |
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Tan in the land of the Midnight Sun
Cinnamon blood in the Amazon
Wildebeest slides to Oblivion
Now the Curse of the Golden Child
Laughable loons in the noonday sun
These are the days of the Halcyon
Myriad stars in a Polygon
Now the Curse of the Golden Child
My mommy and my poppy made me in a jalopy
But that didn’t stop me and then out popped me
I can do everything quite well but that don’t mean that I’m well done
Eternal days of the Pathogen
Conical runes flow in Bethlehem
Stanislav Lem pen a sci-fi gem
Now the Curse of the Golden Child
My mommy and my poppy made me in a jalopy
But that didn’t stop me and then out popped me
I can do everything quite well but that don’t mean that I’m well done
Mackerel mint in a wine filled bowl
Dragonfly bones in an dry sink hole
Nikita Boone in a Dead Sea Scroll, troll
Now the Curse of the Golden Child
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14. |
Corona Serenade
03:25
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Instrumental. Just hum along.
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15. |
Cul de Sac
06:20
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I don’t own a gun
Never will own one
Don’t need your killing machine
It may portend your death
At a dead end
I’m sure, you’re a marksman fine
So sure, Bull’s Eye every time
Then a killer confronts you
It may portend
Your death at a dead end
Buy a bigger gun
Get the faster one
You’ll still cry for your mother
On that day when they find you
In a pool of your own blood
At a dead end
Shy away from strife
Seek a peaceful life
Don’t need no killing machines
Or someday they’ll find you
In a pool of your own blood
At a dead end
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16. |
Every Blue Moon Is Mine
03:43
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Every Blue Moon seems to be mine
Upon this matter there can be no denying
I'm counting sheep
Now that every blue moon is mine
Like every sad tune that's ever been sung
Like every guitar that's never been strung
I'm losing sleep
Now that every blue moon is mine
I was but putty when I was in her hands
Like taffy pulled deep in the south
She sure was nutty like a sugared pecan
Her aftertaste’s still haunting my mouth
So if you're listening and I don't think you are
You'll believe me one day (When you read my memoir)
I'm losing sleep
Now that every blue moon is mine
I was but putty when I was in her hands
Like taffy sweet but now gone tart
She sure was nutty like a sugared pecan
Her aftertaste has hardened my heart
So if you're listening and I don't think you are
You will miss me one day (I’ll read it in your memoir)
You counted sheep and cried that every blue moon was…
You lost the sleep and sobbed that every blue moon was…
But until you do, it's me
Now every blue moon is mine
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