Nothing to
do with being in love (brewer/grahame)
not
a lot I can do lately to make you understand
I know this casual fling ain’t exactly
what you planned
we
were passing stars completely free
must
I make you cry to make you see-
it
had nothing to do with being in love
I was caught in illusions of all things that might have been
but
I must confess I did not think to clue you in
rose
to the occasion, didn’t have much choice
passion
has its place, and boys will be boys
and
it has nothing to do with being in love
I’m well aware everybody feels things in different intensities
but
I get the feeling you’re making this much harder than it’s meant to be
and
the obstacle is me
not
a lot I can say baby that ain’t already clear
cause
if the truth was a monster it would have taken off your ear
anyone
at all could be misled
but
the fact remains just like I said
it
had nothing to do with being in love
it
had nothing to do with being in love.
Everything
She Says (brewer/woodworth)
I can hear a white lie
from
ten miles away
been
taken by the worst of them
I’m not easily led
the
power of persuasion works
in
strange ways
but
I don’t worry about that
just
when I think I finally got it all together
and
I know what I mean
she
moves in quietly
from
some other where
she
says, “leave room for argument-
you
gotta let your thoughts breathe.”
now
is that really that bad?
I lose my head when she starts to speak
and
all my standards just disappear
she
makes me strong and she makes me weak
everything she says sounds good to me
I can not be held responsible
brightens up my objectivity
everything she says sounds good to me
I’ve got opinions
they
fall by the way
then
I dig her delivery
everything’s all right
won’t
you please excuse my appearance while I
respeculate
cuz I don’t know where I’m at
I clear my throat, she clears my head
I catch her drift and the fire is fed
she
moves her lips and the gospel spreads
everything she says sounds good to me
how
can I be held accountable?
brightens up my objectivity
everything she says sounds good to me
everything she says sounds good to me..
Take y’Shoes Off (brewer/woodworth)
man
buys a monkey to help him unwind
he
pays me ten thousand to get the ape off his mind
it’s
a mad world
it’s
a mad mad world
call
me a counselor, call me a shrink
I’ll lead your pathhorse to water,
your girlfriend to drink
it’s
a mad world
such
a mad mad world
the
heretic believes
after
the level of dharma is achieved
I want you to be easy, I want you to relax
take
y’shoes off baby and walk on my back
eve
sues for millions when eve takes a fall
she
rents my divan to handle the guilt of it all
it’s
a mad world
such
a mad mad world
damn
all the chatter and pass the remote
it
takes a roomful of whackos to pay for the boat
it’s
a mad world
not
such a bad bad world
the
butterfly remains
after
the moth is eaten by the flame
I urge you not to confuse the issue with the facts
just
take y’shoes off baby and walk on my back
and
tell me about yourself
the
butterfly remains
after
the moth is eaten by the flame
I pledge the hipocratic, I won’t discuss your acts
just
take y’shoes off baby and walk on my back
and
tell me about this life
take
y’shoes off baby
take
y’shoes off.
must
have been down at the
all
of my friends were abducted and carried away
we
hung out and smoked cigarettes
not
knowing the worst of it yet
but
I felt an ache as each one would be taken
away,
faster than science
away,
cast to the lions
you
may or may never notice
when
someone was taken
high
school was difficult, never sure if I caught on
so
I learned to look past the window when summer was gone
had
a girl candy and red
while
fire engines screamed in my head
some
newspaper clippings and I felt her slipping
away,
faster than science
away,
plastered and violent
you
may or may not believe it
but
love has its leavings
I, I’ve always been quite aware of the sky
always
held out not to marry an antidisestablishmentarian, yeah
yeah,
yeah, yeah
yeah..
We hung out and smoked cigarettes
not
knowing the worst of it yet
and
away, faster than science
away,
cast to the lions
you
may or may never notice
but
I have been taken
away,
bastard defiant
away,
I have been taken..
must
have been slow at the
Mother of
Jocelyn (brewer/woodworth)
mother
of jocelyn
I see you standing in the park
every
evening
with
your daughter till it’s dark
girls
and wives sit scattered on the lawn
but
you’re the one who’s got it going on
mother
of jocelyn, so fine
I know you don’t know me
but
I cannot help but dream
if
I was your boyfriend
what
a point in self-esteem
and
joc could call me anything at all
a
step-significant-other-in-law-
mother
of jocelyn
did
he even pretend to care
when
your life became so extraordinary
there,
on your own,
with
your flesh, blood, and bone?
could
she ever believe in love?
can
ya teach her to rise above it all
if
I was your man
would
your kid understand?
mother
of jocelyn
guess
it’s time to say goodnight
maybe
next evening
if
I can gather up the might
mother
of jocelyn
mother
of jocelyn.
Sweethearts
of the Radio (brewer/woodworth)
found
a picture in a letter from a summer ago
it
was four young girls from a midwest town
wrote
me up to say we heard you play
now
we just wondered when you was comin’ back around
sweethearts of the radio
this
is just me sayin’ hello
they
don’t tell me much, so I just don’t know
but
I wrote this thing for you
was
you raised by robbers of the wild blue sky
but
you see no future in the palm of their hands
well
I don’t preach much about the common lie
I believe in the power of the frequency band
sweethearts of the radio
this
is just to let you know
that
I hear your voice everywhere I go
baby
save your hearts for me
sweethearts of the radio
this
is just me sayin’ hello.
Trouble with
Angels (brewer/woodworth)
it
appears to me
a
lot of good chicken goes the way of the bone
they
quote me nightly from this barside throne
for
something similar to free
I can’t recall
a
valentine making any sense at all
nothing
on earth that don’t rattle and fall
and
bust eventually
a
fine young thing’s like a good hard brandy
burns
your gut but it tastes like candy
could
it be-
the
trouble with angels is me?
Had a little scuffle
down
in
the
beast in me reared its ugly head
I threw a few kisses
to
a capitol hill missus
but
her dear old man threw a chair instead
I told them blues that I meant no
damage
I might look evil but it’s all semantics
but
it seems
the
girl had her own set of dreams
the
gospel truth as it appears to me
the
trouble with angels is the devil in me
trying
to find answers in this amber sea
the
trouble with angels is me
hey
the gospel truth as it appears to me
lotta fine chicken goes the way of the bone
am
I insane or is this fact well known
and
nobody wants to agree?
It appears to me
the
trouble with angels is the devil in me
trying
to find answers in this amber sea
the
trouble with angels is me.
Bonnie Can
Wait (brewer/woodworth)
gotta stop and ponder this thing seriously
thought
that you and I could end this easily
never
wanted you to see this side of me
now
that’s all she sees
but
bonnie can wait
like
a fool she can wait
till
her hair has grown silver
and
spring turns to fall
bonnie
can wait
best
believe she can wait
till
you’re telling your story
to
no one at all
seasons
closing in and things ain’t very clear
I got a mess to do and I just can’t do it here
till
the time when you and me live in luxury
but
that’s too far away for me to see (right now)
and
bonnie can wait
like
a fool she can wait
till
she’s out of your system
and
down from your wall
bonnie
can wait
best
believe she can wait
till
you’re telling your story
to
no one at all
well
it’s all in the expressions in her mother’s eyes-
every
girl needs a plan
every
heart needs a hand
can
we smile in spite of all these bitter flings
time
for you and me to move on to bigger things
got
an alligator running after me
hope
he ain’t faster than me
but
bonnie can wait
like
a fool she can wait
till
you’re out of your spiral
and
bound for the fall
bonnie
can wait
best
believe she will wait
till
you’re telling that story
to
no one at all
like
a fool she can wait
till
your welcome is worn
like
the rug in her hall
bonnie
can wait
best
believe she will wait
till
you’re telling your story
to
no one at all
till
you’re telling that story
to
no one at all.
Splattered
All Over the Highway (brewer/bopp)
I remember you back in franklin high
you
made me laugh and made the young kids cry
now
I pick up the paper-
looks
like ya had a hard night
yeah
they talked about it like a real big deal
took
sixteen medics to scrape and peel
you
up as you were
splattered all over the highway
I said hey hey
read
all about it
hey
hey
the
word is out and it’s
hey
hey
splattered all over the highway
ramon succumbed to some lethal gas
April got poisoned in home-ec class
now
I know what you’re thinkin-
at
least there’s some dignity there
suki perished by the coffee machine
face
down in danish and margerine
but
at least it ain’t like she’s
splattered all over the highway
you
cut your lights out on berryman’s lane
now
they can’t tell your dick from your brain
maybe
some things never changed
tony bought it from a frying pan
domestic
squabble over jessica-ann
and
you, my brotherman-
splattered all over the highway
I said hey hey
read
all about it
hey
hey
the
truth is out and it’s
hey
hey
splattered all over the highway.
Spellbound (brewer/woodworth)
spellbound, can’t cry for laughing
spellbound these days
life
is long, bittersweet
don’t
get cocky, dontcha act too fat
mother
nature’ll pull the rug on you
kick
ya in the ass
ya fall in love, lose your head
feelings
change ya think ya got
your grip
now
here I stand with my face all red
in
maternity
spellbound, can’t sleep for dreaming
spellbound these days
spellbound, can’t walk for laughing
spellbound these days
I guess I should change my shirt
I’ve been wearing it for three days now
no
one cares, somewhere lost within
these
things I do for you
these
things I do for you
these
things I do..
spellbound, can’t laugh for crying
spellbound these days
spellbound, can’t cry for laughing
spellbound these days.
Open (brewer/ woodworth)
don’t
fight it’s all right
everybody gets a little aggravated sometimes
baby
keep yer mind open yeah yeah
don’t
stop get on top
we’ll
all get to heaven in a little green boat yeah
keep
yer little mind open yeah yeah
bah
bah bah bah
bah
if
ya just grin you can suck it all in yeah
baby
keep yer mind open yeah yeah
don’t
shout work it on out
too
much change for you not to be hip dear
keep
yer little mind open yeah
long
live the presidents for tryin’ to make some sense
of it
if
everything worked we’d all be in bed by now
god
bless the prophets good if we end up like they said we would
all
fed but all real dead by now
don’t
fight or get uptight
everybody gets a little motivation breakdown
baby
keep yer mind open yeah yeah
don’t
fret or get upset
we’ll
all get to heaven in a little green boat yeah
keep
yer little mind open yeah
long
live the residents of the outer fringe and circus tents
if
they all worked we’d all be in debt by now
god
bless the magazines the barometric gossip queens
who
calibrate the depths we’ve seen by now
don’t
fight it’s all right
everybody gets a little motivation breakdown sometimes
keep
it open yeah
dear
friends nothin’ ends
when
ya think it’s over it’s startin’
again yeah
keep
yer little mind open yeah yeah.
Donnie Scot (brewer)
she
chants, she staves
she
rants and she raves
and
just a wee thing can you see that?
she’ll
grow, she’ll fall,
she’ll
fathom it all
but
never be sweeter than this
I’ll lull her to dream with my song
and
give up my breath if hers ever should wane,
and
close I will bide and always remain
i’ll stand by my donnie my scot.