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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
It was a time so full
And as rich as me and you In a case of deja vu I forgot that I knew you Every day was like a grape Or as rich as a chocolate cake And I took all I could take And laid claim to what I'd could stake Oh I loved you in your stripes Oh you looked so good in stripes But they never stay the same They just change from day to day But they never look the same They just change from day to day And I'm truly scarred for life We glow like fireflies Lost in the lows of nights and Forgetting family fights And at night the starlight gleams This pillow's made for dreams You drift away it seems Into soft flannel dreams Oh I loved you in your stripes Oh you looked so good in stripes But they never look the same They just change from day to day But they never look the same They just change from day to day They all look the same They all look the same Oh I loved you in your stripes Oh you looked so good in stripes But they never look the same They just change from day to day But they never look the same They just change from day to day They never look the same They just change from day to day They never look the same They just change from day to day |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
Would not be released
Could not be denied I tried to say the words But got tripped up inside You can murder them with guns Poison them with lye You can take a person's life But you can't squelch his pride This city's not my own This world is not my home But I'll carry it on my back As far as my feet will roam I opened up my eyes I offered up my coat I opened up my mouth But knots tied in my throat And I will not be denied Will not be denied If not for innocence My guilt would stop right here Reliving all my life In the span of just one year My mouth's a hurricane But something inside just died I'd always just assumed My evil would subside Could I have been misled Could you have misread Please don't punish me For things I have not said The last's a lonely mile I'll remember it for a while You'll never speak to me Unless it's to revile But I will not be denied Will not be denied Will not be denied Will not be denied Denied Denied |
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from Buffalo Tom - Wiser (1998)
The autumn leaves
Me here without a tooth You've given me the shaft My friend's car's breaking down And I've got no ride home And I'm left out The apes in the evergreens The grape leaves and jasmine tea Comforts you, without me Without me And I am none the wiser for it all Your voice is shaky on the telephone call You ride your little Pinto in the rain And you stall out With no one to give you a jump Just hook your cables to me And then you'll see That I can start you up That I can start you up It's closing time in town There's not a soul around To see you when you're down To see you when you're down And I am none the wiser for it all Your voice is shaky on the telephone call You ride your little Pinto in the rain When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones And you know you're beholden To no one but me And you know you're beholden To no one but me Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
The autumn leaves
Me here without a tooth You've given me the shaft My friend's car's breaking down And I've got no ride home And I'm left out The apes in the evergreens The grape leaves and jasmine tea Comforts you, without me Without me And I am none the wiser for it all Your voice is shaky on the telephone call You ride your little Pinto in the rain And you stall out With no one to give you a jump Just hook your cables to me And then you'll see That I can start you up That I can start you up It's closing time in town There's not a soul around To see you when you're down To see you when you're down And I am none the wiser for it all Your voice is shaky on the telephone call You ride your little Pinto in the rain When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones And you know you're beholden To no one but me And you know you're beholden To no one but me Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back Drive back When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one When I think of all we've done And the rain soaks up the sun I see we're the wiser ones We're the wiser ones When I think of all you've done Take your Pinto for a run I see you're the wiser one You're the wiser one |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
Come back when you are done
Looking down on everyone Ain't it hard when you discover that you're dumb Open up your sleepy eyes Cut off all your family ties Ain't it hard when you realize you're young All these noises in your head Last time I saw you You were dead Roll your eyes back in your head Mark the words that I have said Come back when you realize you're dead All these noises in your head Last time I saw you You were dead Roll your eyes back in your head But mark the words that I have said And come back when you realize you're dead Ain't it hard when you discover that you're dead |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
Geez, would you just walk away
If you heard me say, say so It's just a rainy day Raining outside again Now when it rains it pours Outside open doors again Geez, would you just walk away If you heard me say, say so Now when it rains it pours Outside the old man snores Raining outside Geez, would you just walk away If you heard me say, say so It is just a rainy day Rainin' outside again Now when it rains it pours Outside open doors outdoors Geez, would you just walk away If you heard me say, say so Now when it rains it pours Outside open doors Rainin' once more Geez, would you just walk away It's just a rainy day |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
Wah-wah
You've given me a wah-wah And I'm thinking of you And all the things that we used to do Wah-wah, wah-wah Wah-wah You made me such a big star Being there at the right time Cheaper than a dime Wah-wah, you've given me your wah-wah, wah-wah Oh, you don't see me crying Oh, you don't hear me sighing Wah-wah I don't need no wah-wah And I know how sweet life can be If I keep myself free from the wah-wah I don't need no wah-wah Oh, you don't see me crying Hey, baby, you don't hear me sighing Oh, no no-no no Wah-wah Now I don't need no wah-wahs And I know how sweet life can be If I keep myself free of wah-wah I don't need no wah-wah Wah-wah... |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Here she comes across the street
But I'm already there downstairs to meet with her She could make my life complete But I'm already there to compete with her Climb aboard my velvet roof And smile showing me one golden tooth A simple gesture yes or no Would have been enough to let me know Scraggly hair and messed up shoes I'm looking all around for you Find you in the corner bar But you can't find the keys to your car She's as sharp as a razor blade But she could cut my wrists open just the same Softer than my velvet floor Gatherin' up the veil and going home Scraggly hair and messed up shoes I'm looking all around for you Find you in the corner bar But you can't find the keys to your car She's as sharp as a razor blade But she could cut my wrists open just the same Softer than my velvet floor Gatherin' up the veil and going home Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Here she comes across the street
But I'm already there downstairs to meet with her She could make my life complete But I'm already there to compete with her Climb aboard my velvet roof And smile showing me one golden tooth A simple gesture yes or no Would have been enough to let me know Scraggly hair and messed up shoes I'm looking all around for you Find you in the corner bar But you can't find the keys to your car She's as sharp as a razor blade But she could cut my wrists open just the same Softer than my velvet floor Gatherin' up the veil and going home Scraggly hair and messed up shoes I'm looking all around for you Find you in the corner bar But you can't find the keys to your car She's as sharp as a razor blade But she could cut my wrists open just the same Softer than my velvet floor Gatherin' up the veil and going home Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey man what's the matter with Hey man what's the matter with you Hey |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
I thought of you, did you think of me
I guess we'll wind up running down your street Twenty points for me I see that bandage lying under your sheets I see that blood, it's running down your cheek Twenty points for me Twenty points on top of me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Well I hurt you, so you hurt me I count them up, all you were plain to see It's twenty more for me I take from you, you take from me You plant that garden and you toss that seed It's twenty points for me Twenty points on top of me Twenty points, why can't you see If you can't take them honestly Then take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me Take your points away from me |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Seasons change and I have found you
Looks like you've been here a long time Looks like you're here to stay And I reason that that's O.K. When though, when will you be leaving Way up in the trees Afloat on the seas I can't afford your voice But I have no choice Your hurt drizzles forth twice nightly And I once held on to you so tightly You were made of wood And cried 'cause no one understood But I had splinters in my fingers Tears well in my eyes No surprise Washed swiftly from the sands Into my hands Into my hands Tree house, your mind is like a tree house I climb up the shaky ladder Your bird flies with you With claws of orange hue And I watch you flying over my head You could not care less So you got more Like driftwood from the shore You were rotten to the core Rotten to the core Yeah seasons change Seasons change Seasons change... |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
Seasons change and I have found you
Looks like you've been here a long time Looks like you're here to stay And I reason that that's O.K. When though, when will you be leaving Way up in the trees Afloat on the seas I can't afford your voice But I have no choice Your hurt drizzles forth twice nightly And I once held on to you so tightly You were made of wood And cried 'cause no one understood But I had splinters in my fingers Tears well in my eyes No surprise Washed swiftly from the sands Into my hands Into my hands Tree house, your mind is like a tree house I climb up the shaky ladder Your bird flies with you With claws of orange hue And I watch you flying over my head You could not care less So you got more Like driftwood from the shore You were rotten to the core Rotten to the core Yeah seasons change Seasons change Seasons change... |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
These things crawl across my floor
I can't use them anymore There's a heaven in her band Alleluias in my hand All my patience love's inside She just climbed the stage and died Lights that rose and fell again Songs that thinned out near the end Oh, her voice trailed off in the end Though your miles are more than mine The things I've taken in a bind It's for certain it's for sure I've no use for them no more Making room within one's self For another's songs to help And it all comes back to me As I walk hungover down the street Oh, and it all comes back to me And it all comes back to me And it all comes back to me And it all comes back to me As I walk hungover down the street She's a mother in disguise I look different in her skies But it's morning so I say Here's a big red letter day Her skin's like whitewash like skim milk Her words sing softly just like silk There are some things I've got to say She won't understand anyway There are miles between our hearts There's salvation in false starts I'm forsaken in the end I'm forsaken in the end I'm forsaken in the end I'm forsaken in the end... |
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from Buffalo Tom - Three Easy Pieces (2007)
I am a lucky man
Glass of wine in my hand Willfully walk away Enjoy your Saturday Out here on the lawn The sun's already gone (...) I am a better man But time made me younger then These cars go by too fast To make these evenings last I have always known You land where youve been thrown Make that house your home Im a lucky guy These sidewalks and the sky Is all that fills my eyes Is all that burns my eyes How have I stayed so long In a state where I dont belong Well, there's been her for one The morning had just begun These cars go by too fast To make these evenings last I have always known You land where youve been thrown Make that house your home Im a lucky guy These sidewalks and the sky Is all that fills my eyes Is all that burns my eyes Yeah, is all that burns my eyes... |
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from Buffalo Tom - The Kids Just Sleep [single] (2011)
I am a lucky man
Glass of wine in my hand Willfully walk away Enjoy your Saturday Out here on the lawn The sun's already gone (...) I am a better man But time made me younger then These cars go by too fast To make these evenings last I have always known You land where youve been thrown Make that house your home Im a lucky guy These sidewalks and the sky Is all that fills my eyes Is all that burns my eyes How have I stayed so long In a state where I dont belong Well, there's been her for one The morning had just begun These cars go by too fast To make these evenings last I have always known You land where youve been thrown Make that house your home Im a lucky guy These sidewalks and the sky Is all that fills my eyes Is all that burns my eyes Yeah, is all that burns my eyes... |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
Sittin' thinkin' sinkin' drinkin'
Wond'ring what I'll do when I'm through tonight Smokin' mopin' maybe just hopin' Some little girl will pass on by To wanna be alone But I love my girl at home I remember what she said She said, My! My! My! Don't tell lies! Keep fidelity in your head! My! My! My! Don't tell lies! When you've done your show go to bed Don't say Hi! like a spider to a fly Jump right ahead and you're dead! Sit up fed up low down go 'round Down to the bar at the place I'm at Sittin' drinkin' superficially thinkin' About the rins'd out blonde on my left And then I said Hi! like a spider to a fly Rememb'ring what my little girl said She was coming flirty She look'd about thirty I would have run away, but I was on my own She told me later she's a machine operator She said she liked the way I held the microphone I said, My! My! My! Like a spider to a fly Jump right ahead in my web! |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
I would walk the plank
I would die with my boots on Like all good cowboys do And you could find the treasure on your shore Star spangled winter night Drags me up and out of bed I'm all riled up And I dream dream, dream, dream, dream Guys in ties and manly thighs Aren't supposed to hide their eyes Unless they have no alibis And then they must die in disguise |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
Walked home in the rain today
Took the subway train today Went to my room, listened to Billie Holiday Stared down to broadway Took the bus home today Had a staring contest with a guy I did not know today Outstared everyone on the bus today Took it home to Broadway I don't care if you don't understand I will be there anyway Just found out what to be today See it through I don't care if you don't understand I will be there anyway Just found out what to be today See it through |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Breathless from the coffee I drop my newspaper down
And left my eyeballs to read about some other town Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice But when you shoot your mouth off expect to pay the price She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet Just a little haiku To say how much I like you And sap your sex away Your tarpaper skin and visible beating heart Your words on the paper sure gave me a start Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you She's a tangerine Made in California Need a soul fillet Baby cry your eyes out Baby dry your eyes out Burn your life away When the day came to an end you bounced right back again Watch an evening news show the L.A. blues again Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet ??? cry your eyes out Sister dry your eyes out Burn your life away It's just a little Haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little Haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little Haiku |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
Breathless from the coffee I drop my newspaper down
And left my eyeballs to read about some other town Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice But when you shoot your mouth off expect to pay the price She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet Just a little haiku To say how much I like you And sap your sex away Your tarpaper skin and visible beating heart Your words on the paper sure gave me a start Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you She's a tangerine Made in California Need a soul fillet Baby cry your eyes out Baby dry your eyes out Burn your life away When the day came to an end you bounced right back again Watch an evening news show the L.A. blues again Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet ??? cry your eyes out Sister dry your eyes out Burn your life away It's just a little Haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little Haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little Haiku |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Sister can you hear me now
The ringing in your ears I'm down on the ground My luck's been dry for years I'm lost in the dark And I feel like a dinosaur Broken face and broken hands I'm a broken man I've hit the wall I'm about to fall But I'm closing in on it I feel so weak On a losing streak Watch my taillights fade to black I read a thing about this girl She was a hermit in her world Her story was much like mine She could be my valentine And although we've never met I won't forget her yet She cut herself off from her past Now she's alone at last I feel so sick Lost love's last licks But I'm closing down on it I feel so weak On a losing streak Watch my taillights fade to black Lost my life in cheap wine Now it's quiet time Cappy Dick nor Jesus Christ Could not help my fate But I'm underneath a gun I'm singing about my past Had myself a wonderful thing But I could not make it last I've hit the wall I'm about to fall But I'm closing in on it I feel so small Underneath it all Watch my taillights fade to black ..Watch my taillights fade ..Watch my taillights fade ..Watch my taillights fade |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Sister can you hear me now
The ringing in your ears I'm down on the ground My luck's been dry for years I'm lost in the dark And I feel like a dinosaur Broken face and broken hands I'm a broken man I've hit the wall I'm about to fall But I'm closing in on it I feel so weak On a losing streak Watch my taillights fade to black I read a thing about this girl She was a hermit in her world Her story was much like mine She could be my valentine And although we've never met I won't forget her yet She cut herself off from her past Now she's alone at last I feel so sick Lost love's last licks But I'm closing down on it I feel so weak On a losing streak Watch my taillights fade to black Lost my life in cheap wine Now it's quiet time Cappy Dick nor Jesus Christ Could not help my fate But I'm underneath a gun I'm singing about my past Had myself a wonderful thing But I could not make it last I've hit the wall I'm about to fall But I'm closing in on it I feel so small Underneath it all Watch my taillights fade to black ..Watch my taillights fade ..Watch my taillights fade ..Watch my taillights fade |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
I suppose you've lost your patience
I'm just too gone to call Squint my eyes forget the reason But now it don't look so bad at all Suppose you left home in the morning And travelled on a train all day Passing nighttime by a greenhouse You'd still be a long way Suppose Suppose you're too far gone Suppose Suppose Looking out from in the basement I watched her walking by outside She's the bastard child of reason I lost my breath along the ride Suppose Suppose you're basement bound Suppose Suppose I love the world and all it's problems The pipes run from north to south Lots of small and dusty reasons Rehearse my part and venture out Suppose Suppose you can't care less Suppose Suppose Suppose Suppose Suppose |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
How can I follow suit
When nothing seems to matter anyway Living too close to nothing new It takes a lot to get used to today But I follow suit And I follow suit anyway But I follow suit And I follow suit everyday And I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's a fashion meant for me today I'm in love in with a sunflower suit Nothing else matters anyway I'm in love with a sunflower suit That is how I get the birds to stay I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's no wonder if I can last Broken fingers, broken glass No straps and no safety net I'll make an impression they can't forget But I follow suit And I follow suit anyway But I follow suit And I follow suit everyday And I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's a fashion meant for me today I'm in love in with a sunflower suit Nothing else matters anyway I'm in love with a sunflower suit That is how I get the birds to stay I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
How can I follow suit
When nothing seems to matter anyway Living too close to nothing new It takes a lot to get used to today But I follow suit And I follow suit anyway But I follow suit And I follow suit everyday And I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's a fashion meant for me today I'm in love in with a sunflower suit Nothing else matters anyway I'm in love with a sunflower suit That is how I get the birds to stay I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's no wonder if I can last Broken fingers, broken glass No straps and no safety net I'll make an impression they can't forget But I follow suit And I follow suit anyway But I follow suit And I follow suit everyday And I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit It's a fashion meant for me today I'm in love in with a sunflower suit Nothing else matters anyway I'm in love with a sunflower suit That is how I get the birds to stay I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit I'm in love with a sunflower suit |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
I wanna hear your sad sad voice come to me loud and clear
I wanna hear your lips and tongue form the words no ears should hear And I wanna watch you while your face reddens with fear And watch your eyes get all clouded up with tears This thing is such a stupid mess So nuts you never would have guessed You better watch yourself Your words just tell Watching your sundress just blowing in the breeze This time of year I want to breathe but I just sneeze And the sunshine is just killing me my degrees I go to smell the roses just to get stung by the bees Your words just free me day by day You better watch the things you say Button your lip Your tongue just slips I don't need to read about myself in other towns I don't want to hear all you have seen or what you've found And when you turn for the second go around Just keep your mouth shut and your ear down to the ground Your words just free me day by day You better watch the things you say Button your lip Your tongue just slips |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
Sunday night and now I know
How the night can pass slow All kinds of ugly outside that's right And I'm all alone tonight Distant highway din Leaky roof my doubt drips in And as the street lights and my prospects dim She turns in bed and thinks of him Where's the solace you can find At the bottom of your mind? Friends pushed me from behind And I feel so empty I could die A ladder to the edge Hangover throbs inside my head And all the stupid things I've ever said Now make me wish that I was dead It's night time, Greenwich mean time A man puts on a detour sign And the waterfalls of regret Unleash in a torrent of cold sweat Where's the solace you can find At the bottom of your mind? Friends pushed me from behind And I feel so empty I could die Sunday night Sunday night Where's the solace you can find At the bottom of your mind? Friends pushed me from behind And I feel so empty I could die Die, oh die |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Sight unseen, sadder seas
Summer song sung all along Dragged across the seven seas To the beach come follow me Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Cellophane, a grandma's town Summer's letters on the ground Seven pins, the fall begins When the leaves burn, summer ends Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand Where've my heroes gone today? Mick and Keith and Willie Mays Broken windows trails outside I can take you for a ride Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand In the sand Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand In the sand In the sand In the sand In the sand |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
Sight unseen, sadder seas
Summer song sung all along Dragged across the seven seas To the beach come follow me Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Cellophane, a grandma's town Summer's letters on the ground Seven pins, the fall begins When the leaves burn, summer ends Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand Where've my heroes gone today? Mick and Keith and Willie Mays Broken windows trails outside I can take you for a ride Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand In the sand Summer's gone a summer song You've wasted every day, every day Summer's gone, can't wipe it off my hands Write it in the sand, in the sand In the sand In the sand In the sand In the sand |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Broken
By words left unspoken I thought you was joking The words you say Stymied Please come untie me You're lying right beside me Don't lie to me Lying I caught you lying You caught me trying Don't let me catch you lying Lazy Open up the daisies And lay my so lazy soul to sleep Hoping I was not joking Was merely choking The words got caught Lying You caught me lying I caught you trying Don't let me catch you lying Lying I caught you lying You caught me trying Don't let me catch you lying Lazy Daisy Lazy Daisy Lazy |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Staple my hand
Staple my hands to my heart Staple my hand Staple my lips shut Staple my hand Staple my lips shut I'm staying right here I won't move 'til I'm dead I'm staying right here You can cut me in two instead I'm staying right here I won't move 'til you're dead But you can move me over my head I'm raking up threats here I've left the gypsies outside I'm make bets dear I just woke up one morning and died I'm staying right here Your staples have stitched deep inside And you can move me over my head But you can move me over my head But you can move me over my head And you can move me over my head |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
In the colored light stands you
The end is in sight - no need to fight anymore They're hot in pursuit and they're pursuing you All the way home and now you're finally alone All the way back home Now you're catching dust like desire Stockpiling stars collecting their wildfire Fireworks outside - its the fourth of July Now I see you - you're in a different light You're in a different light Like the rain when you're conscious of it She was sparkles Like a drug on the tip of your tongue She gives sparkles She was sparklers They gunned him down outside How long does it take? Shots echos across the lake And there he stood in a puddle of his own blood Slighter than snowflakes earth began to quake All the way back home Like the rain when you're conscious of it She was sparkles Like a drug on the tip of your tongue She gives sparkles She was sparklers Like the rain when you're conscious of it She was sparkles Like a drug on the tip of your tongue She gives sparkles She was sparklers She was sparklers |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
You're a blue ribbon surprise
A hot mold plastic dinosaur You're a starfish from Florida Give the machine another quarter Watch it appear Oooh you souvenir Take yourself a handful of sand And put it in your hat for awhile Or how about this rubber band You could be my good luck charm When you appear Oooh souvenir Souvenir I waited for you all year Souvenir I waited for you all year I am so evil in the morning But now that we have come this far Don't say I gave you no warning And don't make me stop this car When you appear Oooh souvenir Souvenir I waited for you all year Souvenir I waited for you all year Souvenir Souvenir I waited for you all year |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Watch an eyeball
Take a free fall At the mention of a name In its socket And like a rocket Rises just the same Could my eyelids (could my eye) Cover what I did The shuttin of the door And could these ceilings Contain my feelings Me down on the floor Jerked my fountain Ice cream mountains I suppose I'm just too late Form a line here Think I'll die here These people nauseate me But if my patience Were a spaceship High up in orbit I would rise here Hypnotized here Risen from where I sit A solid angle My legs do dangle Off the counter's edge Soft words spoken Promises broken I Close my eyes instead But could my eyelids Cover what I did The shuttin' of the door Could these ceilings Contain my feelings Me down on the floor Me down on the floor Me down on the floor Me down on the floor |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
Watch an eyeball
Take a free fall At the mention of a name In its socket And like a rocket Rises just the same Could my eyelids (could my eye) Cover what I did The shuttin of the door And could these ceilings Contain my feelings Me down on the floor Jerked my fountain Ice cream mountains I suppose I'm just too late Form a line here Think I'll die here These people nauseate me But if my patience Were a spaceship High up in orbit I would rise here Hypnotized here Risen from where I sit A solid angle My legs do dangle Off the counter's edge Soft words spoken Promises broken I Close my eyes instead But could my eyelids Cover what I did The shuttin' of the door Could these ceilings Contain my feelings Me down on the floor Me down on the floor Me down on the floor Me down on the floor |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back She can take the dark out of the nighttime and paint the daytime black You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees You will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole, down upon your knees She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall She's nobody's child, the Law can't touch her at all She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks She's a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes For Halloween give her a trumpet and for Christmas, buy her a drum |
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from Buffalo Tom - Three Easy Pieces (2007)
September shirt
I felt it every word Woke up from sleeping in The very shirt I'm in I heard her words Assembled every hurt I could be crying in My every glass of gin September shirt Always been true You came into view When I tore into you Oh September shirt Pulled over my eyes Wake and arise And compromise September hurt You left me in the dirt I would be sleeping in The very shape I'm in September words They echoed in my head You shoulda stayed in bed I should have stayed in bed |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Can't get rid of this blue sun
It's been so long since I've had fun She's wearing a special dress We're in a terrible mess It's been so long since I've been home Since I've had fun I'm coming home I'll be there soon I'll be there soon My retreat's in my head Take back those things that you said I might as well have been dead But I'm staying sane instead I've saved my face Saving grace Saving grace It's been so long since I've been home I'll be there soon, soon, soon My retreat's in my head Take back those things that you said I might as well have been dead But I'm staying sane instead I've saved my face Saving grace Saving grace It's been so long since I've been home Since I've been home I'm coming home I'll be there soon I'll be there soon Yeah, I'm coming home I'll be there soon I'll be there soon Soon |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
Everyone has their own myths
If not their father's troubles It's the mother's kiss But me would you save my life Or take it away from me - stab me with a knife Hey you could find it in yourself, I know To fly across the cobalt sky And leave me down below, I know To bend my neck and wave goodbye You pictured in black and white - clouds stay 'til night Don't make the day look right You in a beatnick black beret - out on a sunny day Make the crows fly away Hey you could find it in yourself, I know To fly across the cobalt sky And leave me down below, I know To bend my neck and wave goodbye Hey you could find it in yourself, I know To fly across the cobalt sky And leave me down below, I know To bend my neck and wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye Wave goodbye |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
I feel so cool, I feel lucky inside
I feel like my worst enimies died The poison of the streets has crept inside my lungs And the blood is throbbing inside my tongue And I think that I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why And I know, and I know, and I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why Blood is dripping from the heart On a picture of Jesus that I've got Good will drips from everyone's eyes Gosh, I feel so lucky inside And I think that I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why And I know, and I know, and I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why Thorn ripped skull and blazing sand I'm on a night beach, I just washed up on land Big jet plane flying overhead Inside, I feel like I'm no longer dead And I think I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why And I know, and I know, and I know the reason why And I think that I know the reason why |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
Racine took a trip to Long Island
She got so tired of Times Square Sometimes she'd look at herself in the mirror Sometimes she wouldn't even dare Racine always dreamed of Long Island Things always seemed so clean there She took a train out of Penn Station Blonde wig covered her day hair But as she saw her reflection in the black windowed train Sweat poured out and washed her makeup off like wet paint in the rain Racine Racine Racine Racine Racine sat in a bar on Long Island Not knowing anybody there Some boys like to have a good time Beat her in a parking lot and left her there But as Racine stood up in front of the great wall The K-Mart lights bled like her heart abandoned as that mall Racine Racine Racine Racine |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Rachael Thelmy is not very sure
A little girl inside her uniform But Aren't you really just a penny whore? Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for About the school yards and the uniforms Rachael tell me why your sky is red And how you picked up all these crazy men Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Rachael, Rachael… Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for It's just a playground It's just a let down It's just a playground It's just a let down Rachael But aren't you really just a penny whore? Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Right Now! Rachael, Rachael… Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for Rachael tell me what I'm waiting for |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
You have spoken
The photo's fading And nothing is going right A shooter's hand To turn a cheek to A cough in an empty room at night Leaves are eyes That look inside A secret society Here's victory now if That's what you're into Just take it away from me "May God strike me dead" she shouted from her bed I said "Look at your mouth It's bleeding now and so all pours out Too easily you choose My version of the truth When all I ask of you Is send me a postcard when you get there" A monkey's tooth A lukewarm bath A stray dog out in the driveway Here's Albany in a photo finish Just wipe the dust away "May God strike me dead" she shouted from her bed I said "Look at your mouth It's bleeding now and so all pours out Too easily you choose My version of the truth When all I ask of you Is send me a postcard when you get there" Yeah, when you get down there Send me a postcard Yeah, when you get down there Wherfore art thou Johnny Carson? Retired and never coming back A backroom basement A sixty watt bulb There's nothing that I lack "May God strike me dead" she shouted from her bed I said "Look at your mouth It's bleeding now and so all pours out Too easily you choose My version of the truth When all I ask of you Is send me a postcard when you get there" Yeah, when you get down there Send me a postcard Yeah, when you get down there Send to me a postcard from anywhere Send to me a postcard from anywhere Send to me a postcard from anywhere |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Hey when the need becomes too strong or long
And drawn out for me to take Like a cigarette burn to the fleshy turbines of my heart That faded afternoon floats breezily into my memory Cool shafts of light appear and I'm left here Standing naked on my own Your voice is small on my voice mail system A million miles away But if I turned it off I would not hear the little things you say "The world must chill" And like a king I ring up old acquaintances It's like the man says "I ain't here on business" It's all work anyway On any other day They say the light has got no equal On any other day The date's irrelevant but she was drunk In the heat of the June night The faces in the windows - shouts rang out Into dawn's early light The flailing arms and scrambling eggs I fled On my two shambling legs "I gotta go" I said - they both looked dead On any other day On any other day They say the light has got no equal On any other day On any other day On any other day They say the light has got no equal On any other day The fire blazed away The kitchen porch was all that remained And I'm out here alone - beat up and pissed Until this very day That old hotel rang back in fuzzy time And I was ravaged to the bone Your voice got smaller 'til I realized It was gone On any other day They'd say the light has got no equal On any other day On any other day I swear the light has got no equal On any other day I realize I realize It was gone |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
I don't think you care - no, no, no
And I don't like the way you stare I don't like that joke - no, no, no And I don't wanna smell like smoke I don't like that face - no, no, no And I don't wanna walk your pace But I don't like that cold Far away look I'm told But I don't think you'll find Where you have lost your mind But I don't think you know - oh How much I loved to scold you I can't make this change - no, no, no It's you that I have to blame Suppose I can't find your bones Under this broken home But I don't think you'll find Where you have lost your mind And I don't think you know - oh How much I loved to hold you But do you remember me You're my responsibility Much more than a host - oh Much more than a friendly ghost Do remember me You're my responsibility Much more than a host - oh More than a friendly ghost Do you remember me You're my responsibility Much more than a host - oh More than a friendly ghost |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
I've been turned on
In that little room And I am all caved in now like a cat I've woken up 'Cause you've spoken up I'm catatonic but ready to roll Drift sense of time Turning round on a dime Crossed the thin line As I'm waving goodbye You saved my life Now once or twice And I'm not willing to let it go Mountains of your head Come back in dreams And I'm thinking true pencil thoughts Hell hath no fury I'm restless but weak What's on your mind If it's on your tongue you should speak Speak It's true She was spinning and She was hinting at And sweeping dust in and out of rooms What could I do? I'm asking you I made myself invisible to her Hell hath no fury I'm restless but weak What's on your mind If it's on your tongue you should speak Speak It's true |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
All spangled up, glittering on
There's a monster in the kitchen - his lights's turned on Thanks for coming - it meant a lot But you sure do know how to put me on the spot You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You came into the kitchen - a rose held high I never want to see young flowers die And hearing all that made me feel like a spy To tell you any different would be to lie You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green "Merry Christmas" you said to me Empty drawers - nothing left for me We turned around now and what did we see? All our whispers and transparencies You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green So green So green So green |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
All spangled up, glittering on
There's a monster in the kitchen - his lights's turned on Thanks for coming - it meant a lot But you sure do know how to put me on the spot You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You came into the kitchen - a rose held high I never want to see young flowers die And hearing all that made me feel like a spy To tell you any different would be to lie You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green "Merry Christmas" you said to me Empty drawers - nothing left for me We turned around now and what did we see? All our whispers and transparencies You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green You're so green So green So green So green |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
The newest clown
Cries an old type of tears Watch them fall There they lie Crispy, ancient and they leak Formaldahyde Going Going I'm gone Go away Going His tears they sit Crusty, rusted in a box Inside a drawer Grandpa's news Fragile words are yellowed through Forever more Going Going I'm gone Go away Going Sadder than sad She's feeling bad Monkey's the one who laughs last Hold me down Cut me loose when Nighttime falls And lifts away I'm a ball Bouncing off of a brick wall Into the day I'm Going Going I'm gone Go away Going I'm gone Gone I am gone I am gone Go away Going |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
i close my door at night
but they get in all right and she turns on the light i held her hands so tight 'cause words don't come out right and she sees things at night me, i'm closer to the door i don't get scared no more but i don't know the score if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i close my door at night but she gets in all right so i turn on the light i held her hand too tight too hard to make it right so i could sleep at night if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
i close my door at night
but they get in all right and she turns on the light i held her hands so tight 'cause words don't come out right and she sees things at night me, i'm closer to the door i don't get scared no more but i don't know the score if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i close my door at night but she gets in all right so i turn on the light i held her hand too tight too hard to make it right so i could sleep at night if i could hold them in my hand i'd make them understand i'm not a haunted mind i'm not a thoughtless kind if i could put them in a jar i know they wouldn't scar i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would i'd do it if i could i hope you know i would |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
When I sleep is when you rise
Get out of bed wipe the sleep from your eyes I shut my eyes - all the world drops dead Now's the time friend of mine With a passage to A passage from Your daily missal We taught that Cat to crawl When I sleep is when you rise Get out of bed wipe the sleep from your eyes My heart and soul are in your hands Now's the time friend of mine With a passage to A passage from Your daily missal We taught that Cat to crawl Now's the time friend of mine And now's the time friend of mine |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
When I sleep is when you rise
Get out of bed wipe the sleep from your eyes I shut my eyes - all the world drops dead Now's the time friend of mine With a passage to A passage from Your daily missal We taught that Cat to crawl When I sleep is when you rise Get out of bed wipe the sleep from your eyes My heart and soul are in your hands Now's the time friend of mine With a passage to A passage from Your daily missal We taught that Cat to crawl Now's the time friend of mine And now's the time friend of mine |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
I scratched my finger
On the door in front of you You scratched your finger At the girl outside That's a bigger Responsibility When All My Children Is an endless bore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the gifted son who cannot score I'm the number on your kitchen door Please remember just to keep the score I scratched my finger On the door in front of you Please remember That I'll always care That's a harbor That you can sail to When all your ocean Is a mindless chore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the gifted son you can not scorn I'm the number on your kitchen door Please remember just to keep the score Well that's our number on our kitchen door But it's more than numbers that I adore I adore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the baseball team from Baltimore I'm the number on your kitchen door Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor |
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from Buffalo Tom - Sleepy Eyed (2002)
I scratched my finger
On the door in front of you You scratched your finger At the girl outside That's a bigger Responsibility When All My Children Is an endless bore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the gifted son who cannot score I'm the number on your kitchen door Please remember just to keep the score I scratched my finger On the door in front of you Please remember That I'll always care That's a harbor That you can sail to When all your ocean Is a mindless chore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the gifted son you can not scorn I'm the number on your kitchen door Please remember just to keep the score Well that's our number on our kitchen door But it's more than numbers that I adore I adore I'm the number on your kitchen door I'm the baseball team from Baltimore I'm the number on your kitchen door Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor Like Cinderella she just sweeps the floor |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
There is a pause in my life
That started when I was in the attic Just a few moments now Before the whole thing collapses See the cracks in the windows They've been there for so long And the beams falling As I run down the stair I can't wait to fall down In my deep earth shelter At the basement of the earth At the bottom of the freezing sea Now I can't wait No, I can't wait No, I can't wait I walk through the kick down graveyard Just thinking about myself And I cut my finger Walking through the rusty junkyard And I get a splinter Walking through the lumberyard Trying to find a beam To rebuild my life I can't wait to fall down In my deep earth shelter At the basement of the earth At the bottom of the creaking sea Now I can't wait No, I can't wait No, I can't wait I can't wait to fall down In my deep earth shelter At the basement of the earth At the bottom of the creaking sea I can't wait No, I can't wait No, I can't wait No, I can't wait |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
One things for sure
It's not the same anymore Close the door There's a wind coming in And if it's true I will believe in you, in you, in you And if it's true I will believe you, believe you That's what I will do And if your sure Say no more It's impossible It's impossible In and out I'm runnin out of time Friends of mine I feel like I'm getting old And If it's true There are some things that I must do Me and you Me and you And if it's true I will believe you, believe you That's what I will do And if you're sure Say no more It's impossible It's impossible |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
Maybe it's only - cuz I'm so poor
That you don't count me - anymore Maybe I'm tryin' to compare Take my picture - don't you dare Maybe it's only - cuz I fall I'm so much closer - but yer so tall But I'm no baby - I ain't no child I'll get to bed soon - in awhile Hear me crawlin' down your stairs Count your children - don't be scared My wooden floor is awful bare But you can't take me - I'm not there Cuz I'm screamin' - cuz I'm tired I'm a little bit lonesome, I'm not so dire But I'm no baby - I'm no child I'll get in bed now - just for awhile Hear me callin' down your stairs Count your babies - one's not there One's not there |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Waited for an answer
But I waited for twenty five years They stopped my bleeding But could never stop all these tears I waited for the day when You came out from beneath all that weight I tried to lift it But it seems I got there too Late Just to late Just to late Cause I'm allowed Came to the party But I got my own signals crossed Thought I was welcome But I felt like I should get lost I know that I'm older Cause I feel that everywhere I could talk to no one Cause I knew not one person There No one's there They just stare But they're allowed As vivid as a car wreck Watch them dripping off highway ramps She came to me smiling Her heart underneath both her hands She spoke of a French boy At least two times through the night It could have been the liquor Or the music but that is All right That's all right She's allowed I'm allowed I'm allowed I'm allowed |
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from Buffalo Tom - Three Easy Pieces (2007)
Leaving you in the care of others
I won't be letting you down Clowning around on the green of this town I won't be letting you down It's easy to draw yourself a circle Just trace it back to yourself A father who can't hold himself together A grandson who's just left the ground She's coming in for landing but you're leaving much too soon She handles disappointment like her mom And I wanted her to meet you and to carry her away And to touch each other's hearts of palm Flowers on the kitchen table Not a dry eye in the house Someone knows you better than I do That leaves my heart in my mouth Chorus Sunday Catholic morning after shave Coffee grounds there in the sink It's Easter and the bastards haven't left me But here is a song you can sing Chorus And to touch each other's hearts of palm. |
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from Buffalo Tom - Wiser (1998)
This is a picture of Hawaii that you brought me
Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me Standing by the back screen door watching you wash dishes Writing love letters to other just for kicks Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Looking for a mailbox Someone's rolling in the mud Someone does it just because it's cool on their skin This is a picture of a cowboy that he drew me Letters scrawled across the bottom spell "I love you" This is a taste of your right ear lobe can't you hear me This is a taste of your left elbow don't you feel it It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Graham's down at the bar teaching hardships Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Trucker speed and the harm of having loose lips Six days, Six days... Sex and cigarettes and slow sad says he Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Searching for a mailbox Someone's slinging up the mud Someone does it just because it's not on their skin |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
This is a picture of Hawaii that you brought me
Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me Standing by the back screen door watching you wash dishes Writing love letters to other just for kicks Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Looking for a mailbox Someone's rolling in the mud Someone does it just because it's cool on their skin This is a picture of a cowboy that he drew me Letters scrawled across the bottom spell "I love you" This is a taste of your right ear lobe can't you hear me This is a taste of your left elbow don't you feel it It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Graham's down at the bar teaching hardships Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Trucker speed and the harm of having loose lips Six days, Six days... Sex and cigarettes and slow sad says he Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Searching for a mailbox Someone's slinging up the mud Someone does it just because it's not on their skin |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
When everything you own is lost
And every friendship has its cost; Your rolling stone has gathered moss And all your clouds cover the sun And all your karma has undone Remember you're my number one. Hey! You're my guiding star; I do know who you are, You're my guiding star. Don't you think you've heard this song before? Jesus Christ was knocking at my door Kinda like the way he wears his hair. Kinda like the way he walks on air. Could his golden halo Be the sun we all know? |
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from Buffalo Tom - Three Easy Pieces (2007)
I am a good girl
Momma and Daddy But I disappointed you Anyway I was a poor boy I even tried so hard But I didn't even know the words I gotta say Well the sound of dancing feet on the floor on top of me As I'm standing in the men's room trying hard not to be seen Well maybe I can be someone this time Yeah maybe I could be some other guy Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I can be someone this time Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I can be someone this time I wanna share your Sweaters and lipstick Brothers and sisters it's the way it oughta be I was a good girl I even tried so hard But I didnt even know the words Ive gotta say |
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from Fire & Skill - The Songs of The Jam (2000)
Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say that I should strive for more, But I'm so happy I can't see the point. Somethings happening here today A show of strength with your boy's brigade And I'm so happy and you're so kind You want more money, of course I don't mind To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes And the public gets what the public wants But I want nothing this society's got I'm going underground (going underground) Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, I've enough already on my plate People might need some tension to relax Me, I'm too busy dodging between the flak What you see here is what you get You've made your bed, you better lie in it You choose your leaders and place your trust As their lies wash you down and their promises rust You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't get what this society wants I'm going underground (going underground) Well let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow We talk and talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body froze These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream Going underground, I'm going underground I'm going underground, I'm going underground These braying sheep on my tv screen... Make this boy shout, make this boy scream... Going underground (going underground) Well let the brass band play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well let the boys all sing, and the boys all shout Going underground (going underground) Well let the brass band play and feet go pow pow pow Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout..... .....for tomorrow |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say that I should strive for more, But I'm so happy I can't see the point. Somethings happening here today A show of strength with your boy's brigade And I'm so happy and you're so kind You want more money, of course I don't mind To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes And the public gets what the public wants But I want nothing this society's got I'm going underground (going underground) Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, I've enough already on my plate People might need some tension to relax Me, I'm too busy dodging between the flak What you see here is what you get You've made your bed, you better lie in it You choose your leaders and place your trust As their lies wash you down and their promises rust You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't get what this society wants I'm going underground (going underground) Well let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow We talk and talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body froze These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream Going underground, I'm going underground I'm going underground, I'm going underground These braying sheep on my tv screen... Make this boy shout, make this boy scream... Going underground (going underground) Well let the brass band play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well let the boys all sing, and the boys all shout Going underground (going underground) Well let the brass band play and feet go pow pow pow Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout..... .....for tomorrow |
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from Buffalo Tom - Let Me Come Over (1992)
I'm between the lines just one more time
Read it in a book I almost looked In the frozen lake she comes and takes Give up my whole world she's just a girl In my frozen mind I'm stuck in time I can't get past this thing for one more spring See, she fits to me so easily I, I'm borderline almost everytime Give up my whole world She's a translucent girl In my frozen mind I'm lost in time I take one more breath it's worse than death Turn on all the lights alive with fright See, she fits to me too easily I, I'm borderline almost everytime Give up my whole world She's a complicated girl In my frozen mind I'm stuck in time Give up my whole world She's a complicated girl In the frozen lake she comes and takes |
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from No Alternative (1993)
I've fallen into my surroundings once again
She comes in pieces and she opens up my mouth One sign said north one sign said east so I went south I promised myself I'd come back another time Left all hopes, schemes and dreams against the rocks Who can return them now if not for you Returned to his eyes and headed to his bed You twist my patience What did you expect What did you expect What did you She opens up For all to see Lady Godiva Is infancy You'd never guess it just by looking one by one Her small (subconscious ???) rises in a smoky room I'm a royal smoking gun and I'm here back from the dead It was morning it was cold and so I said If no one's happy I'll turn this rig around They all were (wandering ???) people into town We dropped you off that day only to find That you were gone but we left you behind Left you behind What did you expect Left you behind She opens up For all to see Lady Godiva Is infancy Infancy Time Dashing all hopes schemes and dreams against the rocks Who can return them now if not for you We dropped you off that day only to find That you were gone and we left you behind Left you behind What did you expect Left you behind She opens up For all to see Lady MacBeth Is lunacy Is lunacy |
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from Buffalo Tom - Besides (2002)
I've fallen into my surroundings once again
She comes in pieces and she opens up my mouth One sign said north one sign said east so I went south I promised myself I'd come back another time Left all hopes, schemes and dreams against the rocks Who can return them now if not for you Returned to his eyes and headed to his bed You twist my patience What did you expect What did you expect What did you She opens up For all to see Lady Godiva Is infancy You'd never guess it just by looking one by one Her small (subconscious ???) rises in a smoky room I'm a royal smoking gun and I'm here back from the dead It was morning it was cold and so I said If no one's happy I'll turn this rig around They all were (wandering ???) people into town We dropped you off that day only to find That you were gone but we left you behind Left you behind What did you expect Left you behind She opens up For all to see Lady Godiva Is infancy Infancy Time Dashing all hopes schemes and dreams against the rocks Who can return them now if not for you We dropped you off that day only to find That you were gone and we left you behind Left you behind What did you expect Left you behind She opens up For all to see Lady MacBeth Is lunacy Is lunacy |
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from Buffalo Tom - Buffalo Tom (2002)
When she combs her hair she flushes stars down her back
Tiny avalanches crumbling, gliding, falling down And she's calling us, calling our cause They're all waiting for her to come down from her stars When her problems come they come and go like winter time And I'm pacing with her fitting in just like a rhyme And she's calling us, calling our cause They're all waiting for her to come down from her star But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time When the sidewalk opens it lets you into better things She learned that long ago opponents lash with wicked things And she's calling us, calling all cars They're all waiting for her to come down from her stars But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time But I can't wait forever, I've no time No! |
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from Buffalo Tom - Asides From (2001)
Enemy, all over my body
She's wrapped up She's wrapped up in alcohol She's wrapped up She's wrapped up in caffeine She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy I woke up, she was painting the lattice She can't see through her mother's magnets She can't see, she breathes electricity She's my enemy She is my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy She's my enemy, enemy I woke up, she was painting the lattice She can't see through her mother's magnets She can't see, she breathes electricity She's my enemy She is my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy She's my enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy She's my enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy She's my enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy She's my enemy, yeah |
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from Buffalo Tom - Big Red Letter Day (2002)
She comes to me
In her prewashed bright blue jeans Bag sewn tightly Pursed lips are kissing me Back up to college Just a few miles down the road And we remember Something we've never been told Come up on dry land I've had too much to drink I'm tired and need some sleep Come September Cold mornings open up Make incisions And cut egos will erupt What did you find Hidden in your mind's deep recess When the going gets tough You and I must take a rest Come up on dry land Your coming into your own But hey that's not my fault Come up on to this dry land Won't you let me lend a hand Come up on to this dry land And when I surfaced Mountains opened up like fish Breathe through gills now And I'm making one small wish With heaven beside me There is no one can do me harm But the devil inside me At least then I can stay warm Come up on dry land She understood her fate You can't take stands too late Come up on to this dry land Won't you let me lend a hand Come up on to this dry land |
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