1. |
Poor Boy Just Don't
02:09
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Poor Boy Just Don't
I have the questions to your answers
like a drawbridge across the moat
now I don't know, and I know that I won't
'cause a poor boy just don't
as the flag flies above us
a pile of nothing on the hill
I can't tell what's fake and what's real
and a poor boy never will
and if it looks like I'm holding out
I'm holding out
and if I act like I'm losing out
it's ‘cause I'm losing out.....
I have the questions to your answers
like a drawbridge across the moat
now I don't know, and I know I won't
'cause a poor boy just don't
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2. |
Bill Callahaning
03:46
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Bill Callahaning
I'm feasting, I'm feasting on famine
and I'm finding that though I'm not trying, I'm still understanding
and my Zeppelin, my Zeppelin is landing
and I feel like d'Artagnan, and I'm Bill Callahaning
This picture that shines and surrounds, it has no conscience
I love the colors and sounds
but I don't like the violence
they sell you their baubles and stones
and they tell you it's just what you want
but brother I know that it's not
cause just look around what it's done
and it's true, we do, love undercover
and I knew when I met you that we should be lovers
This riot that reels and explodes, it has no purpose
I love the lions so I never go to the circus
They scream and the shout and they shoot
then they blame and deny and accuse
and when children behave like they do
we send them off to their rooms
your patience is crimson and golden
it's just like a robe of a queen but it has no ending
and my zeppelin, my zeppelin's ascending
and you're my companion
and I'm Bill Callahaning
and it's true, we do, love undercover
and I knew when I met you that we should be lovers
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3. |
Hymn
03:52
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Hymn
if there's a virtue in this life
it's in the soil, sea and in the sky
though the man who tells you so is a lie
now they have come to disregard
this place that's yours, this place that's ours
'cause their father calls them home when they die
I have always come to you
in times of trouble, when times are cruel
and you've always shown me an open road
to carry on
now Jesus Christ will come again
to save us from these Christian men
with their lightning and their curses and their lies
and so my mother, don't you cry
your house is burning, so let them die
with your lightning and your curses, and your tides
I have always come to you
in times of trouble, when times are cruel
and you've always shown me an open road
to carry on
and I know you love them, but I don't
you will forgive them, but I hope you won't
say goodbye now, for just a while now and carry on
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4. |
Two Songs in One
04:19
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Two Songs in One
I was walking through the hills of Carolina
with my little raccoon on a string
it's been so many days since I've seen another face
or even talked to a human being
and as I turn my head to heaven
and I face those stars above
I can count the times that I blew my chance for love
standing on the side of the hoiughway now
my backpack blown over by the wind
and by the way that it sags I can tell
I left my bag in the last truck that I was in
and as I turn my head to heaven
and I face that baby blue
if I see your eye can I take it as a sign from you
and from the top of the tallest redwood
I will sing two songs in one
the first to go out and find you
and the second to bring you home
drifting down the river to the ocean at night
on a bundle of sticks and cans
and I'm waving my lantern to a passing phantom
but nobody knows where I am
and as I turn my head to heaven
and I face those stars above
I can count the times that I blew my chance for love
and from the top of the tallest redwood
I will sing two songs in one
the first to go out and find you
and the second to bring you home
and from the middle of the longest highway
I will sing two songs in one
the verse to go out and find you
and the chorus to bring you home
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5. |
Joan of Arc
02:41
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Joan of Arc
You can see the smoke and feel the panic
500 miles above the planet
I won't fight and I won't lie
And if they kill me I will die
But I know that I am right
A daily dose of colored warnings
From blue to yellow, to red from orange
They are blind and they are wrong
And they deny what they have done
And we ll rejoice when they are gone
Even Helen Keller can hear her own beating heart
And 007 is jealous of Joan of Arc
So if you'll kill for your beliefs
Won't you step this way please
so the rest can live in peace
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6. |
July
03:25
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July
The city rides in dreams upon a soft pillow;
as if one whisper of her legendary height
in sleep proposes nothing of advantage
to an intercourse that crumbles
distantly, with solemn sentient of being,
this city desiring, falls in love with itself,
deadened by numbers taut expressions
appear nameless from subterranean scrawls
But when she wakes upon this weight
(for such anathema will not be done again)
and in the waking hour upon restraint
tames the wasted port and rubs the eye,
Whose cowl is a memory of night and drink;
some ridiculous dream!
Halfway over Brooklyn bridge!
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7. |
Dandelion
04:12
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Dandelion
Look in the window can you tell your eyes are swollen?
look at my hands how many fingers I'm holding?
One for your maker and one for your maid
two for your mother and one for your dad
hey little girl, darling, stop your crying
cupcakes and candles and candy and Champagne cocktails in shells
isn't it time that you did for yourself?
yellow and selfish and lovely and clever and lazy
daffodils buttercups dandelions and daisies
one that she loves me and two she does not
three she remembers and four she forgot
you're so full of it girl, I can't keep counting
blackberry lotion pancakes and poison butter and jam
making believe that you don't understand
laces and lanyards and ribbons and panyards dragging you down
don't tell me your just figuring that out now
don't go blowing your heart out dandelion
don't go blowing it out
don't go blowing it
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8. |
Bad Check
01:55
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Bad Check
just turn your pillow over and be glad I'm gone
my nose is bleeding from the chances that I've blown
your disappointment shows me what I know is true
I wrote a bad check on you
leaving mornings leaving evenings I don't know what's worse
I feel like Johnny Thunders going through your purse
and even I am sick of my lame and lousy lies
I'm going pay in cash tonight
and even am sick of my lame and lousy lies
I'm going pay in cash tonight
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9. |
Idiot on the Hill
03:46
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Idiot on the Hill
Every night I go out
I pull my coon skin cap and my shirt tails out
setting traps and snares
in the second biggest town in the hemisphere
What am I going to do?
I can’t catch field mice for thinking of you
and I just won’t stand for it now
so I guess I’ll go back and lie down for a while
falling leaves and broken dreams
they’re just grist for the mill
grinding out another stupid song of grief
it’s the idiot on the hill
and every night I come home
I toss my hat into the old wood stove
and when it burst into flames
I light my cigarette and warm my hands
what am I going to do?
I can’t watch TV for thinking of you
and I just won’t stand for it girl
so I guess I’ll go back and lie down for a while
breathing in this stupid stuff
and spinning out of control
the chance of a lifetime is never enough
for the idiot on the hill
the idiot on the hill
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10. |
Kevin and Caroline
03:03
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Kevin and Caroline
Kevin can't make it happen
'cause Caroline just won't let it
Kevin can't seem to please her for a minute
and if Kevin can't make her happy
a gentleman to the limit
a guy like me just might as well forget it
and outside by the road the cicadas and the toads
singing like it's all supposed to be
crashing trucks and cars
sinking holes and broken hearts
laid out like the gifts beneath the tree
the gifts beneath the tree
and Caroline far from common
such a beautiful woman
you think that she could let go for a moment
and Kevin has everything
a married man could dream
except for the life the little boy was given
and if there's smoke before the flame
the smoke comes back again
and blows out over everything you see
but just because it was doesn't mean it ever was
something that was never to be
never meant to be
and if Kevin can't make her happy
a gentleman to the limit
a guy like me just might as well forget it
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11. |
Sorry Song
03:20
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Sorry Song
from time to time my heart just feels wrong
I want to say sorry for all the bad things that I've done
I sit down to write it out but it just goes on and on
and if it bores you then I’m sorry
I'm sorry Alice for letting you down
at a time when you really needed someone
I was an asshole and I probably still am
but that doesn't mean that I'm not sorry (cause I am)
I'm sorry Connie for kissing you like I did
but I'm sorrier now for not getting more when i could
losing out to Sean Lennon, well I'll take that
but has he told you that he's sorry? (I doubt it)
I'm sorry Mother, and I'm sorry Dad
for turning out the way that I have
there were things you wanted, things I could have helped you have
I'm just a sorry excuse for a man
but there are men who don't apologize for anything
you know who I'm talking about so I won’t even mention it
people have died people have starved, been literally washed away
and right now I almost feel sorry for him
I'm sorry this apology doesn't mean a thing
and I'm sorry you'll throw it right back in my face again
well I don't blame you, it's not words, it's action
and that's why I'm acting so sorry
“sorry!”
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12. |
Every Night I'm Killing
04:39
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Every Night I'm Killing
This river's running
so strong and still
If from my side I see your light
I will wave to you
great creaking hallow
with squirrels and swallows
I'll not waste another day
in these lonely/friendly shadows
morning noon and evenings pass
like boxcars down the line
and if I get my hands on you I'll......
now I'm all for changing
but this ain't Bob Dylan
these days I'm digging graves
for every night I'm killing
love and lovers pass me by
like boxcars down the line
but once I get my hands on you I'll......
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Whiting Tennis Seattle, Washington
Virginia- born
Buffalo-kid
Seattle-big kid
New York City-art
Seattle-house
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Hello Dolly 1999
Three Leaf CLover 2006
I Do ...soon
----------------------------------------------previously represented by Fin Records, Seattle,
recording, and performing with recording artists
Barb Hunter
Jim Antonio
Jaff Baars
Bill Patton
presently represented by LandFall Records
... more
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