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"Short Introductions to
Circular Dreams"
"Oh,
Cleveland" The
Lies That Hurt The Most Butterfield 8 Butterfield 8
Luckiest Guy In The World
Short Introductions to Circular Dreams
Circular Dream
The shape of the words as they left my tongue
Were visible to you
And I you looked at them like they were something that you knew
The light in your eyes gave to my head a
completely unknown tune
So
I climbed the tallest ladder to get closer to the
moon
The moon always had more soul than the sun
It
shines a different light on everyone
And six bright sisters shine a light for you
It’s Love, Its love, it’s love it’s love
It
all seemed pleasant and wrapped in a circular dream
And you appeared in every single scene
What sound does your heart make and is it different at night
I’d like to be the one that makes it feel alright
The moon always had more soul than the sun
It
shines a different light on everyone
And six bright sisters shine a light for you
It’s Love, Its love, it’s love it’s love
Through the haze I see tear droplets floating in space
And I thank those lucky stars as I look into your face (your face, your face,
your face)
I
see our voices speaking
And I start to breathe more deeply
Is
this the marriage of reason or a different level that we seek
And Someone real to believe
The moon always had more soul than the sun
It
shines a different light on everyone
And six bright sisters shine a light for you
It’s Love, Its love, it’s love it’s love
Through the haze I see tear droplets floating in space
And I thank those lucky stars as I look into your face (your face, your face,
your face)
The moon has a lot to learn a lot from the sun
Nothing is the same for anyone
The lone lost sister’s alive among us
It’s Love, Its love, it’s love it’s love Mary Mittens They call her Mary Mittens She loved her horse and
kitten She’d run down to the north
side of the lake It was always hers to take She’d meet her boyfriend
Steve And they promised they would
never leave Til they saw the sun come
down In their own special little
town Oh It all hit Mary in a
million different ways A cool breeze, dulcet sounds,
a hushed and brittle day They called her Mary mittens Her thoughts were never
hidden As she looked into her
favorite face In what was their memory
place Oh Love surrounded Mary but
it was different that day Mary knew that this one would
never go away, was here to stay (A tired sun opts to end the
daylight and every sound they heard
felt right Their perfect world is so in
sight) Steve hears Mary say-Does
this day have to end, does this day have to end) They call her Mary mittens Her thoughts were never
hidden As she looked into her
favorite face In what was their memory
place Mary Mittens, Mary Mittens,
Mary Mittens Different
The dullness in your eyes,
barely blinking The change upon your face,
and its restless thinking Something Cruel stole your
tongue and robbed me of your voice You know I didn’t want to,
but I had no choice You will always be my gold no
matter how you change I know this new world for you
is very strange (that part will pass) I see you and I don’t know
where to start it was a coup de couer a real
blow to the heart and every stage has been a
different and painful test Forget denial and anger,
acceptance is hardest You will always be my gold I
told you every day And I’ve never had to regret
the things I didn’t say And you don’t have to worry
about anything more I know....I know And when I tell our story
I’ll remember for both of us And I’ll color that whole
tale with your tenderness You will always be my gold You will always be my gold
………. Mistaken Vanity Wandering souls are tropes
for a lonely heart Why was a I afraid from the
very start Did a vacuous truth cause me
crippling doubt Couldn’t see how it could all
turn out Was it the mud between my
toes Or a worn out set of clothes That made me wait? A life of Tuesday is all that
I had But I gave myself hope when I
made you laugh Was it the mud between my
toes Or a worn out set of clothes Was it thinking it’s to late That made me hesitate From being with you? Never the mud between my toes Mistaken identity I suppose Or the shock of the new, Finding I could be with you All’s right You, Selflessly The sweetest sound I ever heard, didn’t come from a bird, It wasn’t a specific word, (it sang) The vision of your deference, making a true difference Not expecting dividends, (I saw) It was you, selflessly The timbre of a certain voice left me with no real choice get rid of the other noise (move on) And that was you
from hello to now The care of another life, can cut one like a butter knife But you kept souls alive (They knew) it was you The softness of your deft touch, really means so very much Thankful eyes says as such It was you,
you didn’t care who knew You had
something real to do I have to try, you don’t need to ask when or why You just understood, the love of the good The sweetest sound I ever heard, didn’t come from a bird, It wasn’t a specific word (you, you)) The timbre of a certain voice left me with no real choice To find with you the simple joys (a life) Never been
a blurring of the true beauty Of you
living selflessly Walk When you walk down the street
do you look to see The boy who walked behind you
but now has ceased to be Do you see his smile in
another’s face And for one second feel
you’re in a different place You can cry,I understand why But he’ll live on if you let
him You bring me a
smile when you pass me by I used to kid myself, but I
know why, know why I still see you the
perfect pair You so strong and you so
fair, so fair I see you in familiar places,
I see you in familiar faces But you’ll live on because
I’ll let you And when I see a cottontop or watch Jack McCoy I get a glimpse of you and
that’s enough You’re there all the time be
it a look or a random sign And I’ll live on because you
let me And when I see a cottontop or watch Jack McCoy I get a glimpse of you and
that feels right When you walk down the street
do you look to see The boy who walked behind you
that happy memory Don’t be sad if you look
he’ll always be If you listen close you can
hear that voice with glee
Open up your heart and you’ll feel the heart beat
Lemonade Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade I will Bring You lemonade, lemonade You can have it in the morning or at night In public, or just out of sight Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade I will Bring You lemonade, lemonade You can have it when it’s cold or it’s hot You can mix it with sugar...or not Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade I will Bring You lemonade, lemonade You can sip it in the park or the zoo As long as I have it with you Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade Always with you lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade I will Bring You lemonade, lemonade…….
"Oh,
Cleveland!"
King & Queen
of the Metroparks / Jinni Fontana / © 2017 First
Horse Publishing We used to
take fast corners, in your bad machine Driving down
the road, crickets singing Hot summer
nights, I was wearing your ring, yeah Listening to
the buzzard on the stereo
Commercial-free rock and roll. You at the
wheel, and I was rolling a joint or cracking a beer. We used to
be so tight (so tight) It used to
be so right (so right) You and me
the King and Queen of the Metroparks, yeah, yeah, yeah! Muscle guys
revving their GTOs Open up the
van doors, dancing to the Stones. Where we’d
end up, nobody knew and who cared, yeah, yeah, yeah! We used to
be so tight (so tight) It used to
be so right (so right) You and me
the King and Queen of the Metroparks, yeah, yeah, yeah! You and me
the King and the Queen. And now
we’ve grown apart But that's
okay, because you’re still in my heart To me we
will always be the King and Queen, yeah, yeah, yeah! We used to
be so tight (so tight) It used to
be so right (so right) You and me
the King and Queen of the Metroparks, yeah, yeah, yeah! We used to
be so tight (so tight) It used to
be so right (so right) You and me
the King and Queen of the Metroparks.
Bill
/ Jinni Fontana / © 2017 First Horse Publishing You’re out
of control, Bill. Bill, you’re
out of control. Get a hold
of yourself, Bill. Bill, you’re
out of control. We’re your
friends, Bill, We think
you’re out of control. Hope you
understand, Bill, You’ve got
to stay in control. If she
didn’t love you, Do you think
she’d even be here? Do you think
she would have called me, Bill, If she knew
that no one cared? Doesn’t this
seem strange to you? Doesn’t this
seem strange? Think about
your future, Bill. Bill, think
about your kids. You’re out
of control, Bill. Bill, you’re
out of control. Get a hold
of yourself, Bill. Bill, you’re
out of control. We’re your
friends, Bill, We think
you’re out of control. Hope you
understand, Bill, You’ve got
to stay in control. Things will
get better, In my heart
I know they will. Put down the
gun, Bill! Bill, please
put down the gun! Think about
the future, Bill…
Cul-de-sac / Jinni
Fontana / © 2017 First Horse Publishing Cul-de-sac,
cul-de-sac Cul-de-sac,
cul-de-sac You’re
living on a cul-de-sac in a cornfield You’re
living on a cul-de-sac in a cornfield I’ll tell
you what you can do To make
things better for you You gotta
move out, gotta move out You gotta
move out, gotta move out Get out of
that cornfield! Twenty miles
out from the nearest city You got lost
in fields so pretty Far away
from unwashed masses Snug behind
your rose sunglasses Lower taxes,
whiter schools How did that
work out for you? Overdosed on
processed food An IV drip
of cable news Cul-de-sac,
turn and come back! I’ll tell
you what you can do To make
things better for you You gotta
move out, gotta move out You gotta
move out, gotta move out You gotta
move out, gotta move out Get out of
that cornfield! Cul-de-sac,
turn and come back! Cul-de-sac,
cul-de-sac (turn around and come back)! Cul-de-sac,
cul-de-sac (turn around and come back)! Cul-de-sac,
cul-de-sac (turn around and come back)! Lipstick
/ Jinni Fontana / © 2017 First Horse Publishing Mommy put
her lipstick on, Mommy put her lipstick on, she put her lipstick on. When Mommy
puts her lipstick on, that means we’re going downtown. Daddy’s at
work, and Grandma’s watching the baby. We’re
leaving behind all the older kids, we’re going downtown. There’s
nowhere that we’d rather be, my lipstick Mom and me. We won’t be
back, until a quarter to three. I’ll get a
uniform, she’ll get hat You can’t
tell me what’s better than that! There’s
nowhere that we’d rather be, my lipstick Mom and me. We won’t be
back, until a quarter to three. I’ll get a
uniform, she’ll get hat You can’t
tell me what’s better than that! No, you
can’t tell me what’s better than that! Mommy put
her lipstick on, Mommy put her lipstick on, she put her lipstick on. When Mommy
puts her lipstick on, that means we’re going downtown. Daddy’s at
work, and Grandma’s watching the baby. We’re
leaving behind all the older kids, we’re going downtown. We’re taking
the bus down Broadway we’re going downtown. When Mommy
puts her lipstick on, that means we’re going downtown. Rabbit in The
House / Jinni Fontana / © 2017 First Horse
Publishing I was
sitting on the front porch, thought I’d get up, go inside When I
walked into the parlor, saw a little ghost run by. “That’s no
ghost,” my grandma told me, “Much too fast and much too spry.” “I don’t
know what it could be,” then “Holy Shit!” my Grandma cried. There’s a
rabbit in the house And he’s
runnin’ all over the floor! Catch him,
catch him, try to grab him Catch him,
catch him, there he goes! When you
catch that fuckin’ rabbit Put his ass
right out the door!
Rabbit...rabbit...rabbit, run, rabbit, run. Catch him,
catch him, try to grab him Catch him,
catch him, there he goes! When you
catch that fuckin’ rabbit Put his ass
right out the door! There’s a
rabbit in the house And he’s
runnin’ all over the floor! He’s runnin’
all over the floor Runnin’ all
over the floor Run, rabbit,
run! Whoo-hoo! Jimmy & Me
/ Jinni Fontana / © 2017 First Horse Publishing Nobody told
me that Jimmy was dead He died
about a year ago but nobody said he was gone That Jimmy
was dead. I read it
online, it scrolled by on my newsfeed, The one-year
anniversary and Jimmy’s bereaved friends and family, All sad that
Jimmy was dead. I took it
like a punch in the stomach I fell down
because I couldn’t breathe. I thought
about that time on the pier, just Jimmy and me, And a sunset
of orange-colored sky and waves of Erie green And that
little black girl who did a dance for us. Oh, Jimmy
and me. I should
have been ’round for the ones I left behind I try to
keep up but I never have the time To follow
357 friends and what they had to eat every day And that cat
riding ’round on a Roomba! It seems I
missed the post about my old friend Jimmy having died. I took it
like a punch in the stomach I fell down
because I couldn’t breathe. I thought
about that time on the pier, just Jimmy and me, And a sunset
of orange-colored sky and waves of Erie green And that
little black girl who did a dance for us. Oh, Jimmy
and me. You can
search him online, but not much will come up A couple of
pages, with some unsubstantial stuff Just a brief
and lonely life, and he wrote some really cool songs. Nobody told
me that Jimmy was dead He died
about a year ago but nobody said he was gone That Jimmy
was dead. Nobody told
me that Jimmy was dead Nobody told
me that Jimmy was dead Nobody told
me that Jimmy was dead (I didn’t hear about it) Nobody told me that Jimmy was dead (I
didn’t know)
I Remain,
James / Jinni Fontana / © 1987 Mab Zab Music We’re
somewhere in France, they won’t tell us where. I can see my
breath in the winter air. Mud up to my
knees and thunder all around. Lord, it
feels like thunder, it could be a bomb. I remain,
James. Knowing any
day could likely be my last, I spend many
hours thinking of my past, Things that
once were mine and things that could have been. Now it seems
so distant and I’m wearing thin. I remain,
James, Mom, I’m doing fine. I remain,
James, read between the lines. I remain,
James, kiss everyone for me. Please
remember me the way you last saw me: happy, alive, and free. The fire’s
dying down, it’s hard for me to see. I can hear
an angel calling out to me! So, I’ll be
true to Sam and do the best I can. Here’s to
better days, I still remain. I remain,
James, Mom, I’m doing fine. I remain,
James, read between the lines. I remain,
James, kiss everyone for me. Please
remember me the way you last saw me. I remain,
James.
The Lies That Hurt The Most
Butterfield 8
Matter Of
Time People say
it stinks to be all alone That’s not
what I think, I am happy on my own No matter
what it takes, it all comes down to fate And
everybody wants to play You don’t
need to wander far from home CHORUS Everybody’s
in love with someone Sometimes
they’re just hard to find Pretty soon
we all find that someone It’s just a
matter of time Don’t go
overboard, but don’t go underground Don’t fall
on your sword, despite how good that obviously sounds The problem
nowadays, no matter what they say Is in the
expectation game It isn’t
that love is not all around CHORUS BRIDGE I’m not
implying there is something new under the sun I’m just
reminding you that love is a game, and games are supposed to be fun SOLO OVER
HALF VERSE No matter
what they say, a game is meant to play And don’t
forget, everything’s fair
Isn’t that
what love is all about DOUBLE
CHORUS Here
Comes Mary Here comes
Mary, and it feels just like the good old days It’s been
years since she has graced us with that smiling face Back home
where she belongs I only wish
it hadn’t been so long Here comes
Mary Like she’s
walking on clouds up in the air Here comes
Mary Feels like
she’s here, there, everywhere Almost
forgot how Mary took me to that special place Always had a
way to put a smile on my face But days
turned into weeks, then weeks turned into years Without
Mary, it seemed like there was nothing clear I love Mary,
and Mary loves me I was
foolish to have those doubts Guess I
finally got this figured out Here comes
Mary She’s
walking on clouds up in the air Here comes
Mary If I just
hold her hand, she’ll take me there And it’s
okay to smile again I finally
got my Mary back again Here comes
Mary, now here we go SOLO I love Mary,
and Mary loves me I was
foolish to have those doubts Glad I
finally got this figured out Here comes
Mary We’re both
walking on clouds up in the sky Here comes
Mary I don’t even
need to wonder why And it’s
okay to smile again I finally
got my Mary back again Here comes
Mary, and here we go…..here we go…here we go Hijacked You Hijacked
my Heart Right from
the start You thought
you had the right to just tear it apart You hijacked
my heart In the dream
of years, it was all too much And the fear
of tears, made you lose your touch You flew my
heart around until you crashed it in the ground You are my
little love terrorist, sealed with some kind of poison kiss Hijacked my
heart Right from
the start You thought
you had the right to just tear it apart You stole
all my dreams Torn apart
at the seams The way you
treated me bordered on the obscene You hijacked
my heart When I think
about, all you meant to me There was
not a doubt, this was meant to be I’m not the
one who told you, try again then just ignored you It was too
much, too soon, too little, too late, that just sealed my fate Hijacked my
heart Right from
the start You thought
you had the right to just tear it apart You
confiscated my soul You were out
of control You even
tried to steal my precious rock and roll You hijacked
my heart I aint
nothin’ like jealous (this is what I want to) You aint
nothin’ but wrong (this is what I need to) Who knows
what this can tell us (this is not so wrong) Is it wrong,
to sing this song You hijacked
my heart SOLO You Hijacked
my heart You stole
all my dreams You
confiscated my soul You hijacked
my heart You hijacked
my heart Coloring
Book
But still so far away
I just didn’t know
The perfect words to say
I’m not inclined to be the type
Who just insists on being right
But I will fight the good fight
Even if it takes all night
I know roses are red, and violets are
blue
But my coloring book just has pictures
of you
So I’m not sure which crayons you want
me to use
But I will stay inside the lines
‘Cuz I refuse to be unkind
Hard for me
to say Feels like
this takes forever Thought I
heard you say That it was
now or never Not sure
what I’m supposed to do I’ve
searched my heart to find that clue It took so
long to find you I don’t
wanna lose you CHORUS I know roses
are red, and violets are blue But my
coloring book just has pictures of you So I’m not
sure which crayons you want me to use But I will
stay inside the lines
‘Cuz I refuse to be unkind
SOLO Still not
inclined to be the type Who always
insists on being right But I will
fight that good fight Even if it
takes all night
CHORUS Because
violets are blue, and roses are red Now that
coloring book is a novel instead And I can’t
wrap my brain ‘round some things that you said But I will
read between the lines ‘Cuz I
refuse to be unkind Judy’s
Got A Secret Judy is the
type Who can’t
disguise her true intent She doesn’t
have a filter She’s never
coy or innocent A friend of
mine once said she was a
Schizophrenic debutante And that’s
the problem here Because she
knows exactly what she wants
Judy’s got a secret
She’s trying real, real hard to keep
it
And when she says she can, she means
it
I think (know) that Judy’s got a
secret It didn’t
take too long For me to
make my first mistake She promised
me a song She promised
me a give-and-take I fell for
all her charms I fell for
how she treated me I guess
that’s how she did it How she
found my little secret key CHORUS BRIDGE And when she
rides her motorbike each day to school She waves to
all her friends; she thinks she’s really cool But I’m not
falling for it, I’m nobody’s fool I had a tidy
little sum inside a safe deposit box But Judy
found the key then squandered it on lots of useless stuff She’s got a
secret SOLO The last
time I saw Judy She was in a
County cell It seems the
secret that she thought she kept She didn’t
keep so well And now the
moral of the story Just In case
you couldn’t tell Is if you
don’t believe your lying eyes You better
run like hell CHORUS Judy had a
secret She tried
real, real hard to keep it I guess she
didn’t really mean it You know
that Judy had a secret One more
day, still no word If there’s
nothing said, there’s nothing heard It’s not
right, every night This is
bordering on the absurd
It’s too late to begin
I don’t want to start all over again
It’s a crime, it’s a sin
To retrace those steps I’ve already been
Never’s never better than late
And it’s dangerous to test that fate
The impulsive thing to do is not
always what’s best It’s not me,
It’s not you It’s just
something that we’re going through Take your
time, I’ll take mine And
eventually we’ll see this through
Not too late, never has been We don’t
need to start all over again It’s a
crime, It’s a sin Don’t give
up now, this is almost a win CHORUS Never’s
never better than late And it’s
dangerous to test that fate The
impulsive (compulsive) thing to do is not always what’s best They say
it’s better soon than late But (How) I
love to procrastinate I guess it’s
better off for me (us) to take my (our) time SOLO It’s too
late to begin We don’t
need to start all over again It’s a
crime, it’s a sin To retrace
those steps we’ve already been CHORUS Borderline I was only
doing 60, but the problem was the speed limit was 25 Jill was
riding shotgun, and she wasn’t sure if we would make it out alive I didn’t see
a cop, so I decided I would top it out at 70 Before the
night was over, Jill would question when I told her she’d be safe with me
I was
driving my baby to the borderline I was
running real late, running out of time If I mess
this up, I’ll be further from fine Can’t worry
about that now I’ve got to
find someway, somehow
Gotta make it to the borderline
Get my girls there in time
My family’s future is on the line
Gotta make it to the borderline We were
wanted in at least two states, but pretty sure that we could skate in Arkansas And ever
since her water broke, Jill’s mind has been on other folk, and not the law We could see
the sign ahead, and what it said, it’s saying “Welcome to the Natural State” But if
nature had intended this, it wouldn’t have been hit-or-miss, this must be fate And it
didn’t seem right, no it didn’t seem fair To have to
drive all night to St. Elsewhere Or maybe
Little Rock General, or somewhere near there But there is
one thing that’s for sure I have to
find my Jill a cure
Gotta make it to the borderline Get my girls
there in time In A.R.
we’ll be just fine Gotta make
it to the borderline When we
pulled into the parking lot, we didn.t see a single cop, no sign of law In an AR
incubator Rose was born, and seconds later so was Arkansas Welcome to
my world, I have three girls, and each one makes damn sure I stay in line They shake
their heads and crack a smile, when I’m within a mile of the borderline I drove real
fast, I made it there on time I gotta make
this last, I gotta stay in line I’m doing
real good, I’m doing just fine One
thing I’ll tell you friend I’m an
Askansan til the end
I made the borderline Got all
three girls there fine I know
what’s mine is mine I made the
borderline Once In My
Life It’s been 48
hours Since I had
the nerve to face myself Someone sent
me some flowers Wasn’t you,
guess it was someone else Don’t feel
sorry for me I don’t feel
anything Someone
throw me a lifeline Can’t you
see that I am floundering CHORUS For once in
my life, I’ll take a stand Do more than
my best, do all that I can I’m running
out of time, I’m running out of good excuses For once in
my life, I’ll be a man I’ve been
trying to do better But it never
seems to go my way I even wrote
you a letter But they
wouldn’t let me out that day They say I’m
pathological, and that seems to compromise my health I know the
lies that hurt the most Are the ones
that I tell to myself CHORUS BRIDGE When will
this ever end How can I
make things right again A million
times I promised A thousand
times I tried This might
be my last opportunity SOLO CHORUS For once in
my life, I’ll take a stand I’ll do more
than my best, I’ll do all that I can I’m sick of
wasting time, I’m tired of making lame excuses For once in
my life, I’ll be a man Be Your
Guy Don’t look
now…But you have changed I’m not sure
how…Something’s rearranged We let you
join the band because you had a truck I always
thought you were just a little stuck-up Now the
tables turned, and this is so messed up All my
friends are asking like they’re looking for love
CHORUS Everybody
wants to make you Everybody
wants to date you Everybody
wants to be your guy I’m so
confused…Maybe I’m amazed Thought you
might feel used…But you don’t seem phased You used to
play it cool like you were one of the boys But lately
something’s changed; It started like a white noise And now the
buzz you generate really destroys Just a
matter of time before you make your own choice
Everybody wants to know you
Even the girls are looking at you
Everybody wants to be your guy You used to
be that girl…..with the far-away eyes But now
you’re something new…this is such a surprise CHORUS Everybody
wants to meet you, Everybody wants to be you, Everybody wants to be your guy
(and so do I…I wanna be your guy) Feels So
Right I had a
premonition It was so
crystal clear And it came
to fruition It came
right now, right here No time for
me to try it No time to
test this out Now I just
can’t deny it I’m in
without a doubt CHORUS I want it, I
need it, I love it, because… It feels so
right, feels so right This set a
precedent That I did
not expect Feels like
it’s heaven-sent Defies my
intellect Like
Sherlock I can deduct The end
before the start And now the
final product’s more Than the sum
of the parts CHORUS I wanted it,
I needed it, I loved it, because… It feels so
right, feels so right Attention
undivided Kept my eyes
on the prize Everything
coincided A lightning
bolt surprise This is a
sight to see This is my
destiny I finally
got my answer I got it all
for free CHORUS I really
wanted it, I fought for it, I finally got it, and now, now… It feels so
right, feels so right, feels so right
My Best
September (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I recall it
was in Autumn, near the end of September The leaves
were turning, bet you didn’t think that I would remember A Black &
White wedding in Queens, I met your whole family Afraid
somehow I might make a scene On my best
behavior drinking Pepsi in the hall But coke in
the stall CHORUS My best
September – Like our own movie scene My best
September – Rockin’ ‘round in NYC And thanks
to you, Gina T., it forever will be In my
thoughts, and my dreams In my heart,
thanks to your schemes My best
September – My best September My little
social guide, you taught me all the sites of Manhattan A city girl
who knew the world, and just how everything happens You took me
to your favorite haunt, that West Broadway restaurant Underneath
the table cloth, you slipped your foot between my legs, as if to say You could
always laugh me off CHORUS
BACKING VOCALS Memories
aren’t always quite what occurred But they
fill in the blanks, crystalize what was blurred It’s Not
Fair (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I went down
to the river; they say that’s where you’re supposed to go I didn’t
know what I’d find there, my crooked river doesn’t even flow I don’t
know, where to go, I’m emotionally sore So I think,
then I drink, that just upsets me even more I
don’t….Just don’t….Oh, no Tried
to…Tried to…Oh, no Stumbled
down to the railroad tracks, I used to walk them as a kid The way I
felt then did not come back, but the words…they finally did Now I know,
what to say, but I don’t want to be “that guy” I guess you,
knew it too, so I’ll just have to try to say CHORUS I don’t love
you anymore Tried to
tell you so many times before It’s just
that I have no other choice, and it hurts me just to think it, but I don’t love
you anymore It’s not
fair Wandered
into a local church, head in my hands down on my knees Back to
basics and first thing’s first, I prayed my best “God help me please” You don’t
know, how this feels, I never pictured it this way It’s not
fair, just not fair, but I’m the one who has to say it CHORUS Instigators (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) Well, the
Instigators are just Fabricators They’re
invested in a narrative they never show They’re
always up-tight, outa sight, talking trash afraid to fight They claim
to be the experts, but they never know But I know… MINI CHORUS
(2, 4, 6, 8….who do we appreciate?) Well, the
indoctrinators show up some time later They’re the
ones who cannot do, they teach your kids and you They’re
ivory tower pencil necks who navigate to moral wreck They really
hate their lives, and hope that you do too And it’s
true… CHORUS It aint
nothing but beautiful lies
(1, 2, 3, 4….we’ve got more than you can score) And they’re
programmed to prey on your minds
(5, 6, 7, 8….we’ve got more than you can take) If you wanna
be lemmings, I don’t mind (9, 10, 11,
12….we’ve got more than you can spell) But I can’t
take it Now those
instigators become promulgators They feed it
to the talking heads, they’re really dumb They got
their scripted talking points, they hang out at the same old joints They
inundate your senses ‘til you’re really numb But I know… CHORUS
(1, 2, 3, 4….let me hear you stomp the floor) (push ‘em
back, push ‘em back, way back) (hold that
line, hold that line, kick ‘em in the ass and do it one more time) Point Of No
Return (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I never said
that this would be easy We always
knew this could be so hard Our
temporary has finally gone too far
CHORUS
Through all those smoke-filled juke
box joints
But now we finally got here
We’re at the point…of no return
Broken
promises, broken people There isn’t
really much more to say A
sentimental fake kiss And we’re on
our way Don’t
pretend this is not the end Don’t
pretend that we can be just friends No more
rules to break No more
rules to bend CHORUS
I really hate to disappoint
Because we finally got here
We’re at the point…
It took so long to get here
But it was quick to disappoint
Looks like we finally got here
We’re at the point…of no return
BRIDGE We finally
reached that place Turning
back’s just not an option And both of
us realize that now But if ever
we hit a patch And fall in
to despair I know you
would still care (you would still care) And I’d go
anywhere (I would go anywhere) We know we
both would always be there CHORUS And it took
years to get here I really
hate to disappoint you But we
finally got here We’ve
reached the point… It took so
long to get here I really
hate those Juke Box Joints Looks like
we finally got here We’re at the
point…of no return REPEAT
CHORUSES AND “LA-LA’S” WITH SOLO Rings of
Saturn (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I can still
see the rings of Saturn Dancing in
her eyes But all at
once it just didn’t matter And much to
my surprise CHORUS It was over
in moments Not hours,
not days, not weeks (“not months” on last chorus) Don’t know
what they told her, but I know her And I’ll
never get her back Sometimes I
think that this isn’t real I like to
fool myself Hard to
express how I really feel At least to
someone else Don’t make
the same mistake Don’t look
into my eyes There are no
planets there Just the
tears I’ve cried CHORUS BRIDGE Something
tells me that deep inside, something’s just not right But this
time it is just black or white She either
lying, or just a fool, only one who knows is her I’m not sure
which one I prefer CHORUS I can still
see the rings of Saturn dancing in her eyes
Merry-Go-Round (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) Well I got
my spot, my lucky spot I hope
tonight that spot is hot And I can
still kick back a couple of drinks Cuz on the
Merry-Go-Round you don’t have to think, and
CHORUS
I’m gonna play it anyway
And you can bail me out from the lost
& found
I got my little white ball, and my
Merry-Go-Round Well I met a
little girl down Reno way She taught
me how to play the game a different way We ended up
in Tahoe, and we changed our names Then she
took me upstairs to play a different game, but CHORUS I don’t care
what people say I’m gonna
play it anyway And you can
bail me out from the lost & found I got my
little white ball, and my Merry-Go-Round
BRIDGE
Or maybe just red, if that’s what I
said
Black or red, no in-between
Unless of course, it turns up green
And if it’s green, that’s not my scene
I’m better off banging on a slot
machine
Odd or even is not my style
I pick a couple of numbers, play my
lucky pile (alright)
INTRO When we got
downstairs, she proposed a dare The black
and red, she said, just didn’t seem fair And when it
hit green, it paid off seventeen So I bought
that girl a diamond ring because CHORUS I don’t care
what people say I’m gonna
play it anyway And you can
bail me out from the lost & found I got my
little white ball, and my Merry-Go-Round
BRIDGE I hope it’s
black Or maybe
just red, if that’s what I said Black or
red, no in-between Unless of
course, it turns up green And if it’s
green, that’s not my scene I’m better
off banging on a slot machine Odd or even
is not my style I pick a
couple of numbers, play my lucky pile When I bet
black, I don’t look back Sometimes
it’s red, if that’s what I said Black or
red, no in-between Unless of
course, it turns up green Inside Your
Dream (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I think for
just one night I slept
inside your dream It was a
pleasant sight With flowing
gentle streams There was a
beautiful garden there Truly quite
the picturesque scene Humming
birds and flowers there of yellow and green Last night I
slept inside your dream It was a
beautiful thing Along the
path, I ran into Someone who
looked like me He asked me
where I could find you And then,
what did I see That
beautiful garden Was slowly
turning brown No longer
flowers and trees there of yellow and green Last night I
slept inside your dream Didn’t mean
to change anything BRIDGE Dreams
aren’t intended to be heard or seen Certainly
not to be shared But, if by
chance, you sleep in someone’s dream You might
learn too much, more than you care SOLO I tried to
find a way to leave A door to
get me out The flowers
now had poison leaves The humming
birds, now owls I finally
found a portal crack And when I
turned around The garden
colors were changing back to yellow and green Last night I
slept inside your dream Didn’t mean
to change anything Last night I
slept inside your dream Epic Fail (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I had a real
good plan At least it
felt that way It was a
victimless pseudo-crime But now I
rue that day It started
with a telephone photograph But it
spiraled out of all my control I thought
maybe it would be good for a laugh But now I
know (It’s just another fail) Now
everybody in New York And all
those dregs in L.A. Even my
friends up in Cleveland Aren’t sure
what they should say I always
thought I could be somebody But reality
has finally set in I guess I
realized I’m nobody Is that my
sin? Within a
week, I’m infatuated Within a
month, I’m stuck here in jail And all
those dreams that I inflated Well,
they’re just another epic fail I’m going
through the motions My empty bag
of tricks I finally
stumbled on the notion This is
something I can’t fix I had a
thousand-dollar bill in my pocket But I ended
up in Florida Hell No matter
how I try to spin or ignore it This won’t
end well Within a
week I’m making bank Within a
month, I’m stuck here in jail I guess I
know who I should thank It’s just
another epic fail SOLO At first, I
was riding so high I never
thought that I would land in jail Now all my
friends are waving goodbye It’s just
another epic fail I’m stuck
here in a Florida prison I really
wish someone would pay my bail Unless
there’s something here that I am missing This is just
another, just another, just another epic fail There Goes
The Bride (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) He met her
at a kissing booth At the
County Fair He should
have known right then He should
have known right there There was
something with this girl that’s not quite right Perhaps she
even posed a future risk of flight CHORUS 1
Streaming tears down her face
She can’t decide
If this is her time or place
And her friends have seen this all
before
It never gets too old, I’m sure
Bye-bye, Bye-bye
There goes the bride
A wedding
set for June So it could
be outdoors It seemed to
me too soon Had she done
this before? Something
about her struck me as obsolete Like land
lines, cursive, 8-track tapes, head-over-feet CHORUS 2 There goes
the bride Crocodile
tears down her face She couldn’t
decide Just what
she wanted to face And she
creates another pretty mess As she
collects another wedding dress Bye-bye,
Bye-bye There goes
the bride BRIDGE She got
something old and something new She got
something borrowed and something blue All those
things her mother told her to do Now the only
thing she doesn’t have…Is the groom SOLO CHORUS 3 There goes
the bride Streaming
tears down her face She can’t
decide If this is
her time or place Now her
friends and family are not sold They’ve seen
it all before, or so I’m told Bye-bye,
Bye-bye There goes
the bride There goes the
bride There goes the bride… I Think (Words &
Music by Jim Butterfield) I Think,
therefore I am Don’t think,
you can change me, you can’t If you
really want to be confused, walk a mile in my shoes It’s the
least that you can do…..I think I walk, like
a man with a plan I talk, like
I know who I am If I really
had this figured out, I’d be a billionaire, no doubt But until
then let’s twist and shout…..I walk BRIDGE They say
that all good things will come to those who wait What doesn’t
kill you makes you stronger They seem to
say so many things, but who the hell are they? I’ve said it
before, I won’t wait too much longer I sing, cuz
I never liked poetry I shrink, at
the thought of notoriety If I really
had a master plan, I’d be the nazz I’d be the man Instead I do
the best I can…..and I sing And I walk And I think Oh yes, I
think
Another Day In Paradise Butterfield 8
Paradise Just another day in paradise As I stumble down this crooked road Livin’ the dream and getting’ bad advice ‘Til my brain encounters overload I won’t forget, but no regrets, I realize I’m not dead yet Seems like this happens every day (every day) A little medicine might do me good But I took that cure three years ago Know what I shouldn’t do, and what I should And what I shouldn’t do, I’ll just let go Don’t hang me up, don’t let me down I feel better when you’re around This doesn’t happen every day Impossible circumstances clouded all my dreams They followed me everywhere, every day
(every day) But improbable happenstances were not all they seemed I can make everything okay (alright, alright, alright) My latest day here in paradise Was the same as any other day The only difference is I realize It’s up to me to make this all okay Yes now I know, it’s plain to see I’m like a prisoner set free I hope this happens every day (every
day)
The One That Got Away (This Bird
Has Flown) Went for a ride in Bill’s brand new car And we didn’t have to drive too far Bird and a friend were having trouble Bill and I were seeing double We ended up at Ganim’s Bar And now it didn’t take very long Maybe the drinks Al poured were double-strong It wasn’t quite the same For Bill and “What’s-Her-Name” But Bird and I sang Karaoke, off-key all night long
That was the one who looked my way
But she’s the one that got away Now you know it isn’t much like me I don’t impress the girls that easily We had a million things in common Like Beatles, gin and ramen So we knew that it was meant to be Just like a train you can’t slow down Well, we were seen all over town And one night it was official When the contents of her satchel Were a toothbrush, pillow and “Goodnight Moon” nightgown
She was the one that came to stay
But she’s the one that got away Now if I had one hundred bucks For every time I’ve had bad luck I’d be rich as Rockefeller But not a happy fella Cause I’m always getting myself stuck Now depending on whose side you own It’s hard to say which one felt more “out-grown” And even Billy was surprised He read it with his own two eyes The simple note she left just said “This Bird has flown”
This Bird has flown
She’s the one that got away
No Way To Roam Ginny and Pete met at the Greyhound station Planning their latest trip to God-knows-where They had enough money saved from working Interstate exits To buy a couple of one-way fares Now Ginny looks cute in a tramp kinda way, and Pete can pretty
much hold his own So when they clean up from working at the Interstate exits You could swear they both have jobs and a home CHORUS They might think they’ve found the way
(he/they/you) But I guarantee it’s not Stumbling through another day Just remember what you’ve got Listen to what people say Not every house is a home Wandering far from home
(all alone) Is no way to roam Now Suicide Jack with his hair slicked back He thinks he’s some kind of self-made man In an era gone by you’d call him some kind of grifter Or at least maybe a confidence man When he’s not dealing smack, he’s in his basement pitch-black Playing GTA ‘til break of dawn And when he wakes up at four, he does it all like before Can’t figure out where all his money has gone Ginny and Pete stepped off the Greyhound bus Under the desert sun of God-knows-where Pete puts on a stolen pair of Ray-Ban glasses The sun shines bright on Ginny’s platinum hair Now Ginny loves Pete, and it’s a fait accompli When he presents her with a pawnshop ring The platinum band matches her bleached hair strands Cubic Zirconia’s her new favorite thing
When Crystal Shatters My perfect masterpiece was crystalline But as it often seems to go these days Everything changed when life got in the way (now I say) CHORUS I tell myself that it doesn’t matter I tell myself oh well, hell, who cares The problem is that when crystal shatters Shards fly everywhere Pretty soon I’m on the second verse It isn’t better, it just might be worse I’m digging holes and running out of time This plan is really not so crystalline (Oh, I know) BRIDGE Stumbling through broken glass and twisted debris A wasteland as far as the eye can see All the King’s horses, and all the King’s men Couldn’t put my crystal back together
again So now it’s come down to a matter of time A shattered masterpiece, once crystalline Just one more thing before I have to go I’d say “I’m sorry”, but I think you know
Psycho Girl Psycho Girl came to town last week Looking to hone her ubique mystique Along with her sidekick, “Space Cadet” This duo is something you can’t forget She messes with lives and she plays with minds Not what you’d call the empathetic kind If screwing up lives is a superpower Then Psycho and Space are “Girls of the Hour” CHORUS And everyone knows by now There’s no match for that psycho power She appears to be everywhere Then vanishes in thin air…. she’s The Psycho Girl When I met her I was quite unaware Of the mystical powers she could share She seemed like a mild-mannered girl Like everyone else in this mixed-up world Then eventually as if by fate I discovered the Psycho Girl too late Her powers immense, and her mission clear To make my life miserable, now and here Bridge She’s an alternate universe Superman Wreaking chaos and pain the best she can With her fists on her hips, she does proclaim Lies, Injustice, and The Psychotic Way! Psycho and Space left as they came Surviving to fight another day If you want your own upside-down world Find your own personal Psycho Girl
Jersey Mary I met a Jersey Girl, who thought she knew the world I think it happened in a club down in Soho She gave me such a dirty glance, and after just one dance Tried to convince me that I shouldn’t stay solo CHORUS Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have
time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re
so damn cute But
you’re a substitute, this just couldn’t be fun (no way) Mary had too much to drink, at least that’s what I think She ended passed out on the bar in a coma The only I.D. I could make, was obviously fake She’s not some California girl from Sanoma (she’s from Jersey) LONG CHORUS Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just couldn’t be fun You’re so fine, but not mine Maybe another place, or just some other time Mary, Jersey Mary, gotta get you home But I was on my own, and she was no help
at all (Oh, no) I carried Mary to the PATH, and with a little math I figured twenty’d get her halfway through Jersey I pinned a letter to her sweater, for the Transit Cops who met
her “Hi, I’m Mary.
I live somewhere in Jersey” (get down) END CHORUSES Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just wouldn’t be fun You’re alright, not tonight I gotta balance all my options, pick the one that seems right Mary, Jersey Mary, it was fun for a while But it’s just not my style, to look the other way Fine, fine - Mary of mine You were the Valentine, that I never had Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just wouldn’t be right (no
way) (No….not tonight)
It’s All Good She twirls the curls in her hair, and mentions something
distracting It’s better to let her pretend, it’s almost like she’s
play-acting She stares off in space to a place, a place where no one can
hurt her And repeats, and repeats, and repeats as if I never heard her She says CHORUS It’s all good…..But I don’t believe her I don’t wanna leave her
2) She’s my
little deceiver
It’s just I’m not a believer
2) I just
wish I believed her It’s all good…..She tells me over and over Like that song Crimson and Clover
2) It’s just
like crimson and clover 3)Some kind of crimson and clover Sometimes I don’t even know her
3) Not sure
that I even know her Once upon a time, back in time, the answers came before I
would ask her All the goals we set were always met, they ended happily ever
after But fairy tales often fail, at least that’s what the cynical
tell us I don’t wanna believe that it’s true, but only heaven can help
us Now she says CHORUS If a friend can pretend, not to notice the pain that’s inside
her Then
it’s better to let her go on, as if I didn’t know
her I don’t wanna say it’s Okay, and hope she’ll finally discover Maybe someday or someway, she’ll realize that I really love
her Until then, she says
That’s What
You Get The Punks and the Rockers, Motor-Town Hip-Hoppers Think they got it all figured out Rock-A-Billy Poets who don’t really know it Some just twist, and some just shout Glamor Rocker Wannabe’s, and indie has-beens just like me Looking for a wink and a nod Don’t forget the K-Pop, Grunge and Modern Power Pop They’re auto-tune Rock Legend Gods Lock ‘em in a padded room, and give them each a gun They’ll form a circular firing squad That’s what they’ll get…..That’s what they’ll get The girls in the back seat, groovin’ to the down-beat Waiting for the drugs to kick in They don’t pretend to care about, anything you talk about They’ll tell you when it’s time to begin Everything is better when you tell her that you’ll let her Just pretend it’s one big joke The new age is back stage, never act your real age Can’t fix something if it ain’t broke A friendly game between friends of Russian Roulette But don’t forget which one of you last spoke…..That’s what you
get CHORUS That’s what you get You stupid Get This ain’t over yet That’s what you get The latest iteration of a dysfunctional nation Is appearing right before your eyes Dystopian Nirvana with a hint of Che Guevara Telling pure sectarian lies A Marxist prot��gé’s your daughter’s latest fiancé’ But he’s telling you he knows where it’s at They’ll infiltrate your T.V. set, invent a proletariat You shoulda known better than that The FBI and IRS are in on the joke I guess we know who’ll get the final laugh…..That’s what you
get BRIDGE A little bit of common sense can go a long way But none of that is common today Did you miss the warning signs, or did you forget? Be careful what you wish for, or you just might regret Be careful what you wish for, or you just might regret Be careful what you wish for, or you just might regret You ain’t seen nothin’ yet…..That’s what you’ll get The Secular Society replaced religiosity The lemmings all joined the same team The Congress and the Parliament became the latest sacrament Genuflect before the machine Five thousand years of moral law, and lessons learned from Ma
and Pa They’re all just so “passé” A narcissistic generation, supersedes good education For ego, fortune or fame When God becomes a party joke To neo-cons and common folk That’s just “end of game”…..That’s what you get
Donna Jimmy and Donna sat on the rug, but they didn’t know what to
say So they started to hug, and they thought about love, but they
didn’t know what to say And all day long I am sitting singing songs Singing to the little girl who never sings along But Donna, I could have told you this would happen ‘Cause you never do things the way I want you to And Donna, I always knew that this would happen ‘Cause you never do things the way I want you to Now Jimmy and Donna had a big fight, weren’t sure what it was
all about So they fought, and they fought, and they fell out of love Never figured out what it was about And all day long I’m still sitting singing songs Singing for a little girl who never
sings along (like this)
-BRIDGE- Now Jimmy and Donna drifted apart, and they went their own
separate ways And they knew from the start, in this matter of heart, they
just didn’t know what to say And all day long I just sit here singing songs Singing for the little girl who never sang along But Donna, she always told me this would happen ‘Cause I never did things the way she asked me to Yes Donna, we always knew that this would happen ‘Cause we never did things the way we needed to Every once in a while, I’m on the rug and I smile, and I think
of that little girl And I just kinda shrug, when I think of her love, the
difference it could have made to my world
Take It Back It seemed so obvious to me, that this is how it’s meant to be I had it figured out, without a doubt, I finally was going to
be free Guess not so obvious to you, that memo didn’t make it through You liked the status quo, go with the flow, and all the time
you thought that I did too CHORUS So now I’m tossing and turning from
burning my bridges before I knew the facts and
confirming that I just can’t take this back Thought this was temporary love, not something sent from up
above Thought this was one-and-done, a little fun, but now it seems
that push has come to shove You say you’ve heard it all before, but this was going to be
more Not just a passing thing, a two-week fling, you say it’s time
to even up the score DOUBLE CHORUS So now I’m tossing and turning from burning my bridges before I knew the facts and confirming that I just can’t take this
back I’m coming and going; I’m flowing with punches before I knew the facts, and now knowing that I just can’t take this
back Sometimes you get what you deserve, this time my life threw me
a curve It’s time to suck it up, drink the cup, and show that I can
muster up the nerve You are not without any blame; this thing will never be the
same We’ll have to change the rules, and change the tools, this
thing called love is no longer a game
Turn Out Well I had a dream, at least it feels like that today It wasn’t what it seemed, so what more can I say? That’s my story that I’m sticking to, that’s the story I will
tell Things like this never turn out well Her form was ever-flowing, a Siren in the mist Her lips a hologram, I never could quite kiss Imagination is a funny thing; it never lets you down Opportunities you think you lost, well they’re eventually all
found And every story has a perfect ending so much so that I fell But things like this rarely turn out
well In that moment of hesitation, you search inside your soul In the blink of an eye, it slips away If you measure accomplishments by everything you’ve gained No reason it has to end this way That form’s no longer fleeting, it’s right here in my midst And talk of true love can be sealed with a kiss Real life is a funny thing, we’ve both learned that my friend Opportunities and risks untaken, they rarely come again If you’re looking for a happy ending, you’re the one who has
to sell Who knows, this might just turn out well
Luckiest Guy In The World Butterfield 8
How It Goes This is how it starts Thick as thieves whenever we’re together Never far apart Always seems it’s getting so much better In between the sheets And in between the promises Always let your feelings show Glass three quarters full And always filling up again And everybody knows… CHORUS
That’s just how it goes Where it goes, nobody knows Chasing dreams, don’t let them go Cuz that’s just how it goes This is where it leads Those routines you follow to the letter Never what it seems Always feels like something could be better In between routines Life gets complicated Someone let their feelings show Glass is still half full But leaks are almost everywhere And everybody knows… CHORUS SOLO This is how it ends Never thought for worse instead of better Tough to comprehend Guess it’s true that nothing lasts forever In between the schemes We’ve broken all the promises Never let your feelings show The world will little note It’s best to just get over it Cuz everybody knows… CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS Last Angel in the Typing Pool You weren’t the first, you won’t be the last But you’re the only one Try another strategy, but not too fast ‘Cause you’re the only one Check the roster of the company Take a look around the room You’re the last angel in the typing pool Some girls like you think they’re the best But they can never wait their turn If you think you’re better than all the rest You’ve got a lot to learn All I ever wanted first was just a day or two But the bad turned to worse, so now it’s up to you Take a hint from Mother Nature Take a look around the room You’re the last (last angel) You’re the last (last living angel) You’re the last (last) angel in the typing pool Everybody in the office is so amused All the other secretaries are so confused But Laurie, this time, I think that you could be the one ‘Cause you’re the last (last) angel in the typing pool SOLO You’re the last (last angel) You’re the last (last living angel) You’re the last (last) angel in the typing pool Last angel in the typing pool Last angel in the typing pool Let Me Out Life doesn’t happen in a vacuum Things don’t just magically appear I’m re-evaluating, I’m re-incorporating And I don’t have much But I know what I have, it just isn’t enough And there must be more I gotta find out a way, I gotta even the score Let me out, I can’t take this I’ve never been a quitter, but it’s time to reset Let me out, I can’t fake this Before I do a foolish thing I’m sure I’ll regret Let me out! Pretending used to be an option But I can’t play that anymore No matter what the cost is, it’s time to cut my losses And I’ve paid my dues I’m sick of this losing, singing the blues And enough’s enough I gotta get out of town; I’m finally calling your bluff Let me out, I can’t take this Smoke and mirrors are infectious, but you don’t have a clue Let me out, I can’t fake this The bridges are all burned, nothing else I can do The things you do are hurting me bad The things you say are making me sad I’m sorry to be leaving you on such a low note But I’ve run out of options and we’re not gonna vote Let me out! Let me out! SOLO And I don’t have much But I know what I have, it just isn’t enough And there must be more I gotta find out a way, I gotta even the score Let me out, I can’t take this I’ve never been a quitter, but it’s time to reset Let me out, I can’t fake this Before I do a foolish thing I’m sure I’ll regret The things you do are hurting me bad The things you say are making me sad I’m sorry to be leaving you on such a low note But I’ve run out of options and we’re not gonna vote Let me out! Let me out! Let me out! Dream Sequence Not sure I really deserved this I doubt that anybody does Reliving with a persistence (over and over and over) But still the answer’s “just…..because” I can see you in colors (And black and white) I can feel you in sound (But not in sight) No sounds I cannot hear This picture’s crystal clear But something doesn’t seem right Feels like a… CHORUS Dream Sequence…..Almost aware, but never quite there Dream Sequence…..Grasping at straws, and gasping for air Dream Sequence…..This is where it always seems to end 2) Sometimes seems like it will never end 3) God, sometimes I wish that it would
end And now it haunts me too often No way to fool or to pretend The jagged edges won’t soften (over and over and over) A burden hard to comprehend When the plot starts to thicken (The band starts to play) It’s really leading nowhere (Not much to say) I try to rearrange There’s nothing I can change It always plays the same way Feels like a… CHORUS SOLO Somehow it never changes (Same old mistakes) And every time it’s not fair (Too much to take) Don’t fade away on me There’s so much more to see Afraid that I might awake From this strange… CHORUS END Wake Up Jeannie thinks I’m crazy She’s been telling me that for years I tell her “No, I’m just lazy” But that won’t wipe away her tears So wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…the alarm clock won’t
stop ringing Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…the opportunity is
fleeting The definition of insanity Is in the dictionary next to a big picture of me If you were in my shoes I’m sure that this is what you’d do It’s not that easy…..It isn’t easy at all Co-workers say that I’m lazy They’ve been telling me that for a while I go through motions half-hazy I just won’t go that extra mile Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…Those telephones keep
ringing Get up (get up!)…Straighten up (wake up!)…the opportunity is
waning The definition of insanity Is in the dictionary next to a big picture of me I never thought that it would get so bad, or go so far It’s not that easy….Or maybe, really it is I had an even chance Just like everybody else But I forgot to dance And now I’ve scripted this tragic, comic romance SOLO Jeannie still thinks I’m crazy I haven’t seen her now for months I guess I better, just maybe Have a plan, at least this once Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…the pendulum is swinging Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…all I do is sit here
thinking Wake up (wake up!)…Straighten up (get up!)…my ship’s not
coming in Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…I guess I better learn to
swim Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…my Titanic’s slowly
sinking Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…and that band just won’t
stop playing Fine Fine Fine I was drinking when I wrote this song So excuse me if the words don’t rhyme Then again, you know, it doesn’t matter ‘Cause it’s really just a matter of time Just a matter of time Before I change all the words Convince myself that I didn’t really mean it And it comes out sounding just absurd But I’m fine If you wanna be something you’re not It’s as easy as just losing your mind But your mind is the best thing you’ve got So don’t lose something you might not find I guess I’m better off fooling myself That way only one person gets hurt Or be painfully true to myself I’m not sure I know which one is worse CHORUS But I’m fine, at least here in my mind I tell myself all the time, it drives me out of my mind 1) And I made that line rhyme 2) And another line rhymes 3)
And now the whole song rhymes Because I’m fine, fine, fine
The funny thing about all of this shit Is that friends all think they know what’s best They give advice ‘til they think that it fits But I’m the one who puts it to the test I’m not sure if I’m fooling myself But I’m sure that something really hurts This can’t be good for my physical health Can’t go on for even one more verse CHORUS BRIDGE Just like Alice, I mix love with malice And I’m stuck inside this looking glass Eat this, drink that, Tweedledum and tweedle that And grin just like a Cheshire Cat I had a dream, I met a Queen, But I woke up in a pool of tears I’m as tired as a dormouse, stuck inside a small house It doesn’t really matter “Cause I’m mad as a Hatter CHORUS Don't Close That Door Don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be lost at such a cost and all alone again Don’t turn your back in vain Don’t treat this like it’s some kind of game The faster you choose, the harder you lose The more you inflict the pain Half the way’s not far enough All the way’s not better To find a way means such a lot to you But don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be stuck, and out of luck, and on your own
again Just give it one more try A soulmate is oh so hard to find It’s better to give, and finally live Surrender and find out why Everything you want you have to wait for Tomorrow always seemed so far away When, in fact, it’s better than that But you never let me in Just let me in…..Please let me in Half the way’s not far enough All the way’s not better To find a way means such a lot to you But don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be lost at such a cost and all alone again Don’t turn your back in vain Don’t treat this like it’s some dumb game The faster you choose, the harder you lose The more you inflict the pain Don’t close that door again Don’t close that door again Tropical Shuffle I took a major leave of absence A minor interlude to island nations A culture now within my access An introduction to the slowing process A foreign concept, involving rhythm It’s not like anything at all The Tropical Shuffle It’s just the Tropical Shuffle I wish I’d stayed around there It’s far too late, now I’ve gone away I let that tropical feeling…..slip away Returning home I found it shocking That no one knows this form of foreign dancing Misunderstanding what I’m feeling A puzzled look at what I find appealing It’s like a slowdown, it’s not a Motown It’s not like anything at all The Tropical Shuffle I miss the Tropical Shuffle…..DO IT! I wish I’d stayed around there It’s far too late, now I’ve gone away I let that tropical feeling…..slip away Now it’s a permanent vacation I’ve left behind a fading generation The satisfaction I’ve recovered I won’t go back until they’ve all discovered And now I’m happy, so very happy Someday they’ll see what I have found The Tropical Shuffle I do the Tropical Shuffle Slip away, slip away, slip away Misinformation Nobody ever cared, what I would have to share Nobody ever asked me why, nobody even dared Now they can’t win, they’re all invested in – Misinformation No way anyone can avoid – Misinformation The people in the bar, all walked me to my car They said it was frustration, but I know it’s not that far I don’t know why, those people by – Misinformation Somebody told me I was breaking down I never read it in the news, how did that get around? My family says I’m crazy, and my friends agree I guess it’s just a question of what
each one sees I didn’t catch the name, never learned to play this game But now I’m in the driver’s seat and I don’t feel the same Now everybody knows, but nobody cares – Misinformation Picture of a man who never got a break The scene of retribution was my last mistake I’d contemplate solutions if I only could Without the information, this just can’t be good CHORUS I’ve got my own way of living (you’re on your own) I’ve got a new set of values (you’re on your own) Some kind of new revelation (you’re on your own) Misinformation’s everywhere/never free SOLO And now I have to laugh, I’m never going back I’ve played out all my options, now the chance has turned to
fact I can’t stand pat, I have to fight all that – Misinformation Somebody told me I was breaking down I never read it in the news, how did that get around? My family says I’m crazy, and my friends agree I guess it’s just a question of what
each one sees CHORUS Luckiest Guy In The World I don’t know, when I knew But I knew it must be somewhere Any day, every day Was the same as being nowhere Now every day is like a revelation And everything’s brand new I finally realized… CHORUS I’m the luckiest guy in the world And now I know And I should never have doubted The luckiest guy in the world I learned out how I wanna jump up and shout it The luckiest, luckiest, luckiest guy in the world I’m the luckiest guy in the world I guess I always knew It’s all because of you You might say, in a way I ran out of second chances Growing up, giving up In and out of life’s romances Funny how when things are least expected They hit you in the head Now it’s plain to see… CHORUS BRIDGE Don’t need to dwell upon mistakes made in the past That’s not gonna change things anyway I just need to tell myself that you are here at last The past doesn’t matter No, it doesn’t really matter It doesn’t matter anymore…’cause
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