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A Good Talkin' To
03:29
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I’m gonna give myself a good talking to,
quit moping around like a dog with the fleas
on a summer afternoon.
There’s just so many days and so many nights
so many loves and so many fights
and the future comes too soon.
After all this time, I still can’t find my peace of mind.
I’m gonna give myself a good talking to,
stop worrying bout things that tie me up
and wear me down.
Cause Spring is here and the grass is riz,
and I think I know what my problem is
I’m headin' out of town.
After all this time, I still can’t find my peace of mind. After all this time, I still can’t find my peace of mind.
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2. |
Out of Mind
03:41
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Out of Mind
When I’m out of mind I’m out of sight
I shed my feathers & I step into the night
And things come back to me that I forgot
And I wake up to find that nothing’s like it’s not
Because it’s all so very fleeting
Saw it from the corner of my eye
While my heart was barely beating
& I looked down, from the sky
When I’m out of sight I’m out of mind
Still my troubles they are never far behind
They try to straighten out my curly thoughts
& I wake up to find I’m something that I’m not
Because it’s all so very fleeting
Saw it from the corner of my eye
While my heart was barely beating
& I looked down, from the sky
When I’m out of time I’m out of mind
But something holds me back from swinging on the vine
It turns my wilderness to parking lots
& I wake up to find that nothing’s like I thought
Because it’s all so very fleeting
Saw it from the corner of my eye
While my heart was barely beating
With the ground below receding
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Ruby Fizz
03:21
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Nobody's got it figured out as far as I can tell.
We stumble around and pretend so well.
The sun comes up, but we don't know why.
Where does the moment go after it goes by?
I was driving to the store, for a box of Natty Light.
I was feeling pretty cool, but something wasn't right. The light turned red and the light turned green. Sometimes it's hard to tell what the voices mean.
Sometimes it's raining cats, sometimes it's raining dogs. At the end of the world it's gonna rain bullfrogs.
I've got something to tell you, but I don't know what it is. Bartender please bring me another Ruby Fizz.
Some people are so famous, they live in my TV.
They talk to Oprah Winfrey and they talk to me.
I don't want to read your book, cause it looks too long, but if you've got a little time you can hear my song. Rpt vs 1 & refrain.
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4. |
Awaken
04:03
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Won’t you awaken baby
See the colors for the very first time
We spend our days just thinking about tomorrow
Living in a haze on time we’ve only borrowed
Time to wake up
Have you ever seen a simple miracle
like just being alive
I don’t want to get to heavy on you baby
Cause love ain’t a burden
Chorus: We’re just a point in time
We’re just a berry on the vine
We’re just a bubble in the wine
You, me, we, just fine
Open up your soul baby
Hear the music for the very first time
We spend our years just drifting through the motions
Time to set our sails and find another ocean
Time to wake up
Inst.
Have you built a world around yourself
So you never see the real thing
Have you built yourself a little home
That you never want to leave
Chorus & inst.
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King of the Losers
03:20
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He was the King
King of the losers
He did his thing
They thought he was cool
He had a queen
He didn’t choose her
But everyone in town
Thought he was profound
And they all hung upon his every word
King of the Losers
He used to think
That he couldn’t win
He used to sink
When he was trying to swim
His little queen
Was a bit of a boozer
And when the sun went down
She would make the rounds
And stay out ‘til the night turned into day
King of the Losers
Bridge
He used to stand
On top of the hill
Check out the land
That was his domain
Get mad at the queen
Cause she was a slut
And he would come back down
And wander through the town
And they all shook his hand & knew his name
King of the Losers
He threw a feast
And everyone came
They grilled a beast
There was music and games
The jesters joked
With the carnival cruisers
And he looked round that night
And everything seemed right
And he felt quite content that he should be
King of the losers
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Sunny Delight
03:44
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Got my watercolor spectacles on again.
And Marilyn Monroe’s got nothing on my friend. Imperfect stranger drive-thru Elvis, Panavision windshield screen. Teenage werewolf Boris Carloff, Someone help me make you scream.
You can be my Sunny Delight, I can be your x-ray man. Brought to you in Stereovision, Technicolor morning glory.
I don’t know which movie that we’re living in, but nothing seems as real as when I touch your skin.
Go speed racer locomotive, sixty-seven submarine. Headed down below the surface, my vanilla sundae queen.
Won’t you be my 3-dimensional girl, I don’t need no promises. Won’t you be my 3-dimensional girl, I don’t need no promises.
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Flesh Blood and Bone
05:07
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Nothing’s lost, nothing’s gained
Mother loves you just the same
& All the troubles you go through,
Will keep you true, keep you true
Pick yourself off of the ground
Drove your brother into town
Copper clouds & winds of steel
Seem surreal, oh so real
Flesh and blood and bone
Earth and fire and stone
A stroke of genius from a friend
She never stays until the end
The crown of feathers that you wear
is such a hard load to bear
Flesh and blood and bone
Earth and fire and stone
Instrumental bridge
Took a walk out to the fields
The only place left you can heal
You get so small you disappear
With all your love, and all your fears
Flesh and blood and bone
Earth and fire and stone
Flesh and blood and bone
Earth and fire and stone
Instrumental bridge to end
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8. |
Hard Times
03:10
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Won’t you hold onto me in these hard times
I will carry you through the thorns
When you can’t find your way through the darkness
I will be there to keep you warm
I have traveled and wandered and wondered
I have not been a stranger to fear
On lonely nights I’ve searched for the meaning
But the message has never been clear
Ch: We can leave the world behind
If just for a little while
We’ll move closer to the vine
If just for a little while
And I’ll find the key to your heart and mine
and it won’t cost a dime…
We’ll be glad that we fell on hard times
Can you see the moonlight on these mountains
The coyotes hide in these hills
You can hear them calling in the distance
If we both just lay here very still
Chorus
They say true love can’t wait for tomorrow
So I give you my heart today
Just hold onto me through these hard times
And together we’ll find our own way
Chorus
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The Prophet
03:29
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Farewell to my good friend, and the years we have seen
Was it just yesterday that we met in a dream
When you sang to my sorrow, and in return I
Built temples of laughter with you in the sky
But our slumber has lifted and dissolved into day
The hot sun is rising, we must be on our way
And where the wind blows me I’ll remember your name
And hold your song with me through the wind and the rain
If in memory’s twilight we should meet once again
If we should find one another in the dream without end
May your song run still deeper for the rivers you’ve crossed
May our temples stand stronger for the loves we have lost
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Moonscape
03:12
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I’m sitting on a moonscape, taking in a tranquil sea
Listenin’ to the moongulls, squawk away at me
& my body’s rising cause there ain’t much gravity
Sitting on a moonscape, dreaming about you and me
I’m digging my toes around in whatever they’ve got up there
Reading the moonpaper about celestial love affairs
Ain’t doing much breathing, cause there isn’t any air
Sitting on a moonscape, wondering if you still care
They’re leaping from skyscrapers down on Wall street today. I’m looking for flypaper down the aisles of Circle K. But if you’ve changed your mind, I might just have to stay, Sitting on a moonscape, keeping life at bay
Inst.
They’re leaping from skyscrapers down on wall street today. I’m looking for flypaper down the aisles of Circle K. And the earth turns slowly round and sighs as if to say come back later it’s been a hectic day
I’m sitting on a moonscape, taking in a tranquil sea
Listenin’ to the moongulls, squawk away at me
& my body’s rising cause there ain’t much gravity
Sitting on a moonscape, dreaming about you and me
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Muse
03:16
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Would you be amused
If I asked you to be my muse
You could be my Penelope
anytime I’m passing through
Would you believe that it’s me?
And could I lay you down beneath the olive tree
And would you be my muse
would you be my muse
Could you wait for me
In a world of uncertainty
And could you love again
If the cold winds called my name
And if I came for you
After all the years you know my hearts still true
Would you be my muse
Would you be my muse
I may twist & turn
But I’m gonna find my way back through
I’ve seen cities burn
but I never lost faith in you
Would you wait for me
In a world of uncertainty
And will you love again
When the cold winds call my name
And when I come for you
After all the years you know my hearts still true
Will you be my muse
Will you be my muse
Will you be my muse
Will you be my muse
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Cutthroat Porter
He’s a mean old SOB
Cutthroat Porter
Stole my gal away from me
He’ll step on your feet, and spit in your eye
He’s got 29 goons he keeps by his side
Called my lady
Said what’s this that I hear
You’ve been seen with Cutthroat
You been nibbling on his ear
She just said “I’m sorry, but this is goodbye.”
He bought her six pair of shoes of baby elephant hide
Called my lawyer
Said what about my wife
He said don’t mess with Cutthroat
Unless you’re tired of your life
’Cause he smoke dynamite, and drink turpentine
Nice talking to you here’s a bill for my time
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13. |
Steve McQueen
02:39
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I want to be like Steve McQueen, take me down to the river and toss me in. I'll say it again.
I want to be like Steve McQueen, take me down to the river and toss me in. I'll say it again. Inst.
I want to be your steam machine, fill me down by the river and toss me in, I'll say it again.
I want to be your squeeze machine, pull me down to the river and toss me in, I'll say it again.
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Waving
01:22
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You weren't waving, from the sea.
You were screaming "Come and rescue me, I'm drowning."
But everyone just waved and smiled.
Somewhat later, from the beach,
I saw that you were drifting out of reach.
And I was sorry that we didn't know.
Sorry that we let you go.
Sorry that we didn't know.
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Rich Whiteley Tampa
As a singer-songwriter-guitarist and bandleader, Rich has been an integral part of the Tampa Bay music community since 1993. He has released 5 full-length albums, and another with improvistational ensemble Earth Bombs Mars. He has also fronted Tampa's longest running houseband- the Grateful Dead tribute Uncle John's Band, with over 1100 Thursday nights at the legendary Skippers Smokehouse. ... more
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