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End of summer, night
Waiting for night to begin
I know this girl, yeah she’s alright
I’m on my way to see her again
Put on my shoes, the fancy pair
Throw on my coat, dishevel my hair
Eleven o’clock I said I’d be there
Smoked a blunt and now I’m fucked
Leaving the debauchery behind
I can’t walk the regular line
The road to her house, a waste of my time
I’m taking the shortcut
Cutting through backyards
I give the finger to the school
Reached the field man I’ve gone far
Don’t cut through it that’s the farmer’s rule
Fuck the farmer, I’m gonna follow that star
Damn this filed looked smooth from a far
Trippin’ fallin’ where is my car
I’ve got to see her eyes
What’s that moving off to the right
Something coming out of the night
It’s just that old Scarecrow, right?
Well not this time…
The Scarecrow came alive
The Scarecrow came alive
Well something wasn’t right
But he wasn’t a bad guy
The Scarecrow came alive
The Scarecrow came alive
He said his name was Mike
He asked me for a light…
We talked of politics and ignorance
And stupid people on the fence
And I conversed in recompence
Then said I had to go
He said my friend won’t you stay
With me until the break of day
In fact don’t ever go away
And I said Mr. Scarecrow, no…
I said no…
He watched me go…
Told her the story of my night
It was the craziest shit that ever happened in my life and all she said was…
So…
So…
So the Scarecrow came alive
The Scarecrow came alive
Well something wasn’t right
But he wasn’t a bad guy
The Scarecrow came alive
The Scarecrow came alive
He said his name was Mike
He asked me for a light…
And when I walked on by
The Scarecrow he had died
Well something wasn’t right
You know I should have stayed the night!
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ofp (for susie)
02:58
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I will recline
Down by the pool
Sunglasses, tropical drink
Icy cool
the sun shining bright
To shed light on my chase
Is that a second pool
Damn! This is a nice place
Just sitting here
Looking for the right girl
I will spoil her rotten
I'll show her the world
Cause I got all the money
That I'll ever need
And I just want a honey
To share it with me
Walk on
Walk on
I'm a house in the ocean I just don't belong...
Fine! (fine)
My money's still good
Won't beg for a woman
I've still got my pride
A long time (time)
Ago in my old neighborhood
That's when I loved a woman
Then one day she died...
I'll take a margarita
Yes the blue one with the sale on the rim
There's a man in pinstripes looking grim
He stares at me so I wink back at him
and then I walk away alone, alone
Not for long who is that dame
With the short hair, nice chest, need a name
Honey won't you play my game
Just you and me alone, alone
Come with me darling
And let's have some fun
I am a secret agent
And I'm on the run
Then I'm tapped on the shoulder
Pinstripes with a gun
Put's it between my eyes and then...
I'm done!
Fall (fall)
Face down in the sand
Last image a woman then she fades away
Now I'm gone (gone)
Cause I ran off with his money
And I fucked his woman
And that is why this two bit hitman came and fucked my vacation...
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puck (for gillian)
03:05
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Enchanted forest is a fucked place to call home
I guess they're exciting, until the time when you realize you're alone
I mean I'm loveless (oh so loveless!)
I pair up the horny fools (horny fools!)
I pimp the mischief (mischief man)
But all I want is you
I work for an asshole, the king of the sprites and elves
They call me Goodfellow, and I'm in my own private hell
I run with the pixies and we've had our moments fine
I've seen them all naked, but they are the ordinary to your royal divine...
She's so fine
And the reason's gone along with all the rhyme
And the mountain higher than you're meant to climb
And you'll find in time, in time a crime to pine
With a lovesick glow so bright it strikes you blind
And the fine line bind repeats inside your mind
it's a question: Won't you be mine?
Party rages every moment waking
No concern for love, my heart is breaking
Piece of soul each reveler is taking
Gory fantasy, there's no mistaking
Punk champion kills the band tonight...
Left standing here like the old forest knave
Shadow behind all the love that you gave
Immortal's torture, where's my early grave
Pass me my pan pipes so that I might exeunt with
False glee
Woe is me
False glee
Woe is me
Hey...
Hey...
Hey... yeah-e-yeah-eee
La la la la la la la
Tra la la la la la la
La la la la
La la la la
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They all tell you that you don't belong
And everybody here wants you to sing their song
And nobody here is ever wrong
And nobody here is moving on
And on
And on and on
On and on for way too long
He's got wings and she's got horns
And he will eave with his heart torn
Remember in the basement trying to be cool in front of your friends
Watch that attitude, don't talk to me that way Steven
You think you're the big man, you think you're the top dog, not with me
Cause I'm your father, I'm your father Steve
Nobody wants to be alone
And everybody here is gonna find their way back home
And every time we hang out we do not have to be stoned
Show me all the pretty ways you've grown
You own
This world alone
There's no one like you on the phone
She's got wings and he's got horns
She'll stay behind with her heart torn
Remember in the basement trying to be cool in front of your friends
Watch that attitude, don't talk to me that way Steven
You think you're the big man, you think you're the top dog, well not with me
Cause I'm your father, I'm your father Steve!
He don't know where you stand
He wants to hold your hand
It's not part of the plan...
He ain't much of a man
He just got back from blowing up the television plant...
Goddam.
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paddy (for lauren)
03:52
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Preston and Monty stood at the bar
Eyeing a beautiful lass from a far
They were so lame, no game to start
Preston swigged down the rest of his dark beer
Most people in town figured Monty was queer
They tried to hide their fear
Both took a step they were tired of restin’
But Monty’s step was one inch further than Preston’s
Prest noticed this, he balled his fist may the best win.
They both saw themselves as talented men
Wearing blazers with patches and hair on their chin
It was over before it began
They exchanged halfway competitive glances
And then both men decided to take their chances
Both were quite poor at scoring romances well back to the matter at hand…
Preston enraged, he pushed Monty down
Monty up quick started looking around
He grabbed a drink and poured it on Preston’s crown
Preston’s reaction completely absurd
Threw his drink in Mont’s face and then without a word
The bouncer threw out these two sopping turds
Both in the street and they’re ready to brawl
Preston and Monty both dripping with gaul
A passerby said ‘hey their dicks must be small’
And small raisin sized balls…
First an open fist punch
Then a kick that just missed
If you wanna see a good fight then
Cross these two fucks off the list
Then biting of skin
Then the pulling of hair
They say the best man will win
But he ain’t out there…
I’m in here with a beer and your girl’s attention
When we leave, lucky me, we’ll do things I won’t mention
Crushed your glasses, kicked your degrees
Crapped on your inflated sense of self-importance that was bread from your idiosyncratic invention, mother fuckers!
First an open fist punch
Then the pulling of hair
They say the best man will win but he ain’t over there
The stupid games that you play
Are a girl’s biggest pet peeve
Fellas if you want to get laid
Don’t wear your dick
That super small dick
That tiny, tiny dick on your patched blazer sleeve!
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hey benny (for me)
03:26
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This is a simple song
Clap your hands and sing along
But it'll have to be the second time through at least
Cause I know damn well nobody else has heard this beast
And you're drinking and a smokin' on a Friday night
And you do the same thing Saturday and that's alright
And you're locking out your boyfriend on a Sunday, fine
And because this shit is delicate we'll skip the fight
And you walk into the house like we all know your name
And you got the tight pants and the shiny main
And I hate to break it buddy but your game is lame
When you're looking in the mirror you should be ashamed
See you at the party Richtor
The only boy who ever kissed her
The only boy who ever missed her
Is the only only boy that she's let twist her
Hey Benny!
Screw You!
Oh no, she won't back down
Oh no, she won't back down
Oh no, she owns this town
Oh no, she won't back down
I was listening
I was listening
I was listening
I was listening
Hey Benny!
Screw You!
Hey Tony!
Screw you too!
Where has the mystery man been hiding?
Handsome young bloke in which he's confiding
Blessed union that he loves dividing
Crumbling, tumbling down!
Every cent from the vault is missing
Venomous lips that your wife's been kissing
To leave you for dead is what she's been wishing
Tumbling, crumbling now!
I'm here, do it, kill me now!
I'm here, do it, kill me now!
I'm here, do it, kill me now!
I'm here, do it, kill me now!
Hey Benny!
Screw You!
Brigadier Moyer!
Screw You too!
And I won't be home tonight
And I won't be by your side
And I won't be feeling right...
Hey Benny...
Hey Benny...
Hey Benny...
Hey Benny...
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blaze (for chris d.)
04:27
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I hear words like 'wake up...'
'Wake Up!'
'You should probably get out of bed right now if you have any
Intention
Of using the day.'
Well thank you no.
Because I don't.
I just want to sleep until tomorrow comes.
I'm SO tired
What more can I say.
Now I can't sleep.
Now I can't dream.
Hey, thanks for waking me up now I'll have to go get a cup
Of something that might give me a clue.
And I'll make a sandwich.
A nice big sandwich.
I look over at the clock it's 4pm
I don't even know if the sky outside it gray or blue...
Oh, no, no...
It's just one of those days.
Where I should go
But all I wanna do is stay.
Take a seat from all the games that we play.
You know, you know, no...
One of those days.
And I am sitting around
Listening to the sound of the music playing from my busted speaker
Oh you know it doesn't sound quite right.
But still I'm singing along
The evening gone
The orange in the sky is vanishing
Twilight becomes a memory now it's night!
And oh that's good because night time, well some times that's when I start my day
And the vampires are ready to play
You tell me lately man you've been seeing things in gray
If you want a little color how's about we set the night ablaze?
If you want a little color how's about we set the night ablaze?
No? You don't have the energy? Well how's about we blaze?
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aurora (for no one)
02:45
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Oh Aurora!
Just saying hello.
Watch my cherry glow
Just the same as in the poem you wrote
You didn't tell me, I didn't know.
Oh Aurora!
A name I thought you'd never be.
You can play and play
In the stadium all day
But do you ever think of me?
Oh. Was it some kind of love? And did we back away cause we knew it wouldn't last?
I could say that it was not the right time
But sometimes in the night time
I get the feeling that I turned away way to fast.
Butterfly kisses in the hallway
The riot cops won't make a sound
You play games, I do not so I went my way
And there's a part of me that noes damn well that you took me down
Took me down...
And I know this isn't some kind of love
I have no clue how to handle this feeling inside
Bring me down low take me up above
Then I will run away and you can hide
You can hide...
Don't ask why!
Take me down.
Take me down...
Don't say goodbye.
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Charles... Schaub
Has himself an academic type of job
Teaches geometry
To you and me... to you and me
Foot on the desk, hand upon his knee
Casually licking all of his transparencies
You got really psyched If on you he called
He had himself one sideburn and his head was really bald
Hey Gang!
It's alright!
Got a peg-leg tonight, peg-leg tonight
Hey Gang!
It's all wrong!
Hooray for math, sing along!
You'd study really hard, then at night you'd crash
Come back in the morning and look at his bushy stash
Right triangle, ninety degrees
Hypotenuse and Isosceles
Rhombus! Where is he?
Lost him while counting to infinity
Chuck was quite the teacher
Never really put up fuss
Not even when he taught the math
To silly fools like us
Hey Gang!
It's alright!
Got a peg-leg tonight, peg-leg tonight
Hey Gang!
It's all wrong!
Hooray for math, sing along!
Hooray for math, sing along!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Math!
Sing along!
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Adam Henry Garcia Burlington, Vermont
Singer/Songwriter out of Burlington VT. The style is folk, acoustic pop, acoustic alternative. Lo fi, personal and sometimes profane. Honest. Enjoy! Email: Adamhenrygarcia@gmail.com
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