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from 2 Days In The Valley (밸리에서의 이틀) by Anthony Marinelli [ost] (1996)
I've been stemmin' for change and singing in these streets now
Long as I care to recall The dank little loung room in the Roosevelt hotel My idea of a holiday Every once in a while A little old light shines through my tunnel So I follow it like a moth flies to the flame. And just when I think I got my world by the balls I find I'm dancin' in the light again Dancing in the light Of a speeding freight train Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell People find my company To be strange as hell Looking back on aspirations and dreams My father he had in mind for me Moon lights the tracks and broken glass as I recall Those plans I left so far behind And I know it's better off he never saw me this way He always told me don???t let the devil have his due And I know my father would turn over in his grave To see me hog tied to the chain Or dancing in the light Of a speeding freight train Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell People find my company To be strange as hell And its only getting harder in this free world With all this strugglin g and strain People find my sweet peace of mind In the pouring rain As the storm moves in ain't no friends to be found So I sit ???neath this dream and bridge for a while And it seems that my mind is in pieces on the ground Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell Mostly find my Jesus In the pouring rain I'm living in the free world |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
Freedom came my way that night
just like a jet plane IN and out of sight I was hauling ass at a million miles an hour wondering how hard I'd hit When they came into the station they said I was bad beyond repair But I got no qualms with my situation say here I am So say cheri cheri won't you dare to say cheri cheri won't you dare to leave a message and your number please Tie them up all my old fantasies Put them in a big red bow and send them care of me I'm taking a chance on the wind I'm packing all my bags Taking a mistake I gotta make then I'm glory bound So I packed it up and I went to the winds and I lived out of a VW bus for a year or two Ain't nothing but a pipe dream and my guitar livin off of apple fields and old cigars Diggin this microphone checking it out every night all alone the car battery is dead again so I got my head dead set against it So say cheri cheri won't you dare to say cheri cheri won't you dare to leave a message and your number please Take the time to want to satisfy me Take all those fantasies and send them care of me Chorus |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
I will always love you
Uncertainty I love you Spacious skies I love you I'll find new ways to love you All these miles of ghostly west The Hopis lost to Spain Now belong to me I'm the American I could be a cowboy Or just a hired hand Twisters come in April And rearrange the land Pick me up and throw me west A thousand miles from home Dreaming up my fix I'm the American Abilene, old New Mexico High and dry Flagstaff Arizone Cool water Sipping silver stream This is my American dream I know a squaw in Winslow Who swears by candlelight She said she'd leave the back door Open tonight Three weeks pay will keep me off The wrong side of the law Dreaming up my fix Getting somewhere quick I'm the American And I'll always love you |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
Seems you got me in your spell once more
Must be there's a storm on the way You taught me to know when you're near In your glance Recall my shady days of youth Stealing altar wine and microphones Not so blindly fueling my need As rock and roll fueled my dreams You know rock and roll fueled my dreams Back then you saw me as this child In great need of the wildest sin How sweet your grace I stumbled in And how completely you waved As I laughed in your face Oh my Maria Oh my Maria How you stood for strength and sanity Now is there someone poking holes in thee I see now why you called me near Maria my song can you hear I know you see the silence on the sidewalk And the anger in the street And the voices of all these children Coming up to my feet And we sing your song in vain As some preacher sees his reign Come down Maria Oh my sweet, Maria In the silence on the hill You know I'll be dreaming of you still Maria, oh my Maria I sing for my Maria I sing for my Maria |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
Hey little jail bait
Tell me a story Let me bum a smoke and we can chat a while I only need a moment One moment in your glory Before you get off and make your change Talking 'bout a woman that hasn't felt a day in a while Talking 'bout a woman that just can't say no She needs another lover like she needs another dose in her blood Talking 'bout a woman whose name is Candy She's so fine She's waiting on the backstreet line Like a Lost angel Not long for this world Don't usually get emotional Don't usually show my vein she said Only when I sing or when I'm making tracks And sweatin's just my mean way To show me where I am And to tell me where I need to be And through those eyes If she wore her disguise I'd see through it and say Come in from the rain girl Talking 'bout a woman she loves me like a dog loves a bone Talking 'bout a woman I just can't let go I need her as my lover like I need another hole in my head I'm talking 'bout a woman I know Candy She's so fine But she's shaking on that backstreet line Like a loose cannon Ashamed to explode In the middle of my day In the night When will I learn To let you go You're my Candy You're my Lost angel Not long for this world |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
Every single time I come to this town
It brings out the worst in me Decadence dries deep in the root of mine eyes To bring out a thirst in me Bust in to Burbank and buy a big beef jerky on Barham Stare into the stockyard Life in this car out on the road can be so easy Then in the evenin' time, there's a welcome sight In my lazy dreams I'm still hopin', still hopin', still hopin' to find The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me Hansel and Gretel turnin' tricks for the big bad wolf on Sunset In front of the health food store See 'em linin' up in their Range Rovers and their Mercedes For some peek a boo with the queen of hearts And as the sun goes down in that purple sky What passes for stars comes out I'm still hopin', still hopin', still hopin' to find The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me I dreamed I saw Jesus on the sidewalk Of Sodom burnin' sage he told me "LA you're my desert rose, forgive me your age I've done with my twenties but there's a reason to live Swear I found it in the picks and pans of People magazine" The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me The best in me is the beast in me I made good my escape in my Geo Prism The little red rental that could I was prayin' no more hair would grow on my palms As I drove away from the sign, it said "Welcome to Hollywood" Oh, it's the beast in me comin' on through It's the best in me shinin' on through Mama had told me, watch out for the beast in me But mama, mama it's okay Yeah, the beast in me, oh, it's the best in me Oh, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me The beast in me is the best in me ... |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
You cuddle the cats
Pet all the pups I'm left here playing the fool Love how they look Love how they play Apparently animals rule So I howl at the moon And I beg and do tricks for you What's the matter, baby? Ain't I an animal, too? I hunt like a hawk Purr like a kitten Almost as loyal as your dog Kiss me tonight Pretend I'm your prince I will gladly be your big bull frog And I howl at the moon And I'll beg and do tricks for you Oh, what's that child? Is there no satisfying you? Maybe if I howl Maybe if I howl Will that do it for you? Apparently you want someone who won't talk back to you That ain't me child That ain't me Now I sing like a bird Run like a stallion Mean as your pit-bull in June But you're causin' me pain You're pullin' on my chain And that ain't something I'd be doin' I ain't gonna howl at the moon for you And I ain't gonna beg, I ain't gonna roll over too 'Cause I found out yesterday All my friends the information they've been saying to me That I'm too much animal for you Too much animal for you |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
Hold me tight don't say goodnight
And I'll let you know that I care Stay a little longer Don't let me be And I'll comfort you from the storm It's been a long night Tomorrow's another day Call me when you find out the answer And I'll hope and I'll pray To a power That'll keep me from going insane In the meantime Teenage lovers caught up in this dance Pain's the price of this young romance How was I such a young fool to know Lord knows we got no direction from home baby So I say this prayer Take hold of me Blessed powers that be Love keep us together Down with the rain came the news That our wild ways would bring us a baby boy Wash away all those innocent dreams As the whole world turns upside down on me And here I pray To some power they say Is gonna keep me from going insane I don't think so child I can't be strong unless I'm by your side My weakness tells me to run for the hills Responsibility beckons me To think I'd dreamed that your kiss would set me free I've never been so wrong Take hold of me Blessed powers that be Love keep us together There cries a child So deep in the night He needs a father somebody to set things right I'm the one to love to hold him tight To discount my love a serious oversight Higher power has brought us together I know She will keep us together wherever we go Even if I live a thousand miles away My love is pure, strong, it's here to stay Together forever and a day |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
How's about a cup
Not coffee okay tea That's fine with me Meet at 8:15 All right 6:30's fine Just be with me Anytime of day Anyplace you say Just look like you do Oh it's my lucky day I am here to stay with you I'm diggin me diggin you Diggin me diggin you Later at the thrift store Shopping for a gift for you I could ask you back there Behind the rack of shoes What 's that over there Such a pretty pair That's us in the blue mirror Such a vintage view Posing here with you I'm diggin me diggin you Diggin me diggin you All of my life I've been holding on All of these years I've been waiting So patiently All of this time I've been holding out For only you We meet at 3pm by the ATM on Saturday You pick out the show Then it's off we go to the matinee You'll be who you want I'll be who you want I'll be your Ray Liotta It's my lucky day I am here to stay with you I'm diggin me diggin you |
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from Martin Sexton - The American (1998)
The other night I had a crazy dream
'Bout a man in a fishing hat selling magazines All the way from Kingston he'd worked his way down I bought him a drink on the night they kicked him out of town He said, "You know I don't like the way I am." "No, I don't like the way I am." And I saw an old fisherman out swayin' on a dock Swigging a jug of something and a string of fish that he had caught His wife had left him just a week before She packed up her bags and waltzed on out the door She said, "You know I don't like the way I am." "No, I don't like the way I am." And then she cried And you and me walked down the shores of our youth Chasing the sunrise, challenging the truth It's all so distant now I've seen too many lies Turning my vision into crumbling demise Makes me wanna say You know I don't like the way I am No, I don't like the way I am But I'm gonna change the way I am I'm gonna change the way I am |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
Girl you been freakin'
Like you never freaked before Not that freakin' is uncool But to you I know there's so much more Like where is that sassy child And where is that girl's next trip Why you been keepin' your green eyes shut And your pretty mouth zipped Angeline Come to me Come clean Talk to me Don't you hide Come and show Show me Your beautiful side You can call me a snoopin' dog Tell me where you've been at I'm gonna sniff gonna dig Around you 'til I find what's up with that It's making you crazy Living by the answering machine Open up Open up sweet child Unfold your arms for me Angeline I've been your brother I've been your sister I've been your loser I've been your mister I've been the angel and the devil on your shoulder You know we never kept nothing but a pitchfork And wings in between us 'til now Knock knock Who's there Well it's me Angeline I say knock knock Who's there I ain't no stranger You're in no danger of losing me Angeline Come on clean Talk to me Talk to me baby Don't you hide Come and show Show me It's me Angeline oh yes it is child I'm here for the duration And my caring takes no vacaion Angeline Angeline Come on clean Open up those pretty green eyes for me I'll do you no harm, it'll do you no harm Angeline. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
In a workin' man's dream. I found my simple truth
There in the dark on the top of my roof As the city's blue sound swept up from down under Heat lightening flashed. Got me to wonder Are the troubles that life has seen fit to give me There to regret or there to remind me I'm real. I'm a real man. For so many years I believed I was broken So medicine sweet and the leaves I was smoking Told me I was strong, righteous and firm But only if I comply and stay in the terms With the deal made between weakness and shame To shelter me from the price of my pain I'm real. I'm a real man , yes I am. And I'll do everything a man possibly can To make a difference I'll save my soul if you give me the chance I'll rectify my dreams if you let me see my way clear As I thank my higher power for all that she'd done I sing to the water towers and to the rising sun For every woman or car crash that ever broke me in two For showing me that there's always a way through And that I'm a real man, yes I am. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
Calling, calling
Father wanted to run away With the circus as a kid Or a teen escape to the priestly way And in a way he almost did Twelve children 'round the supper table Every blessed one is his Chanting ten turns 'round the rosary The holy circus that it is. And me, I'm looking on with elephant's memory At that old elephant in the living room You know the one we try not to see The one who aint gonna be leaving too soon He's calling, he's calling. Mother asked me what I'm grateful for We make up something one by one Father says forgive us sinners lord Staring right at me when he's done Baby sees the elephant like she sees the steam rising off her plate But soon enough she'll fall in line And finally learn to look away I think he's calling, he's calling As the secrecy's keeping the lock on the gate Guarding us in our safe place Watching and waiting for someone to step out of line Enforcing with anti-grace All of you keepers and wanna be sleepers Wake up there's a message so clear I saw the elephant and I looked him in the eye And he begged me not to tell you he's here But he's here. He's here And he's calling, he's calling. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
When you're down and feeling left out
Wondering what this pain is about Here's something mother taught me When I was a child It's passed down from an old generation To let us all in on the new revelation See the light and comfort will be on the way I've got a little faith on the table Find a little hope in the jar There's got to be sanity 'round here somewhere And then shake it up. A simple message, simple virtues three But it's not as easy as it looks on TV Mix these with a little bit of sadness And you will find the joy, practice boy. I've got a little faith on the table Find a little hope in the jar There's got to be sanity 'round here somewhere And then shake it up. And with your honesty and your open mind Find the willingness of a child It helps a lot when I don't act like a loser But I know mama these lyrics gonna confuse ya It's like a sudsy train raging through my one track mind. I've got a little faith on the table Find a little hope in the jar There's got to be sanity 'round here somewhere And then shake it up. Got to shake it up. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
This aint no holiday
Oh no this aint no vacation This is your chance to pay The great casino foundation. Jasmine had a little time on her hands Time enough to vent some frustration A single mother and with all the demands Easy money was the temptation That's how it started. Midnight it's out the back door into her Jeep Over the mountains to Reno Meanwhile her eight year old is still fast asleep It's video poker and Keno There she'll tell me some lies There she'll make some more promises A gamblers glaze in her eyes Time to break some more promises Goodbye. Jasmine and company at table 13 A great big man who hauls lumber Fixed income granny and a chain smoking queen All waiting for the same number Where the sun never shines And there are no more clocks on the wall The only way to tell time Is when the men come and say it's time Goodbye Jasmine's conscience is hot on her trail Or was it a big sugar daddy It's sink the Jeep and put the house up for sale Or it's Las Vegas Nevad-y No this aint no vacation. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
Arise and start. We had our orders then
Carry this message through And through the days. Of barren passages The message reached the land Another day another dollar Another footprint in the sand Another drop of rain to swallow Another bird set from my hand She cries and sings. Of all the good things Of a promised land She cries and sings Without our faith. It's mere coincidence It's just a hungry bird of prey But in her eyes. And in her confidence A thousand generations say Another day another dollar Another footprint in the sand Another drop of rain to swallow Another bird set from my hand She cries and sings. Of all the good things Like the good of man She cries and sings |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
You drive me crazy
So late at night You hide your face from me In the morning there's a phone call Got me going It's your old man on the line. Well I ain't talking 'bout the dress you're wearing Ain't talking 'bout the thing in your hair Ain't talking 'bout the kooch your daring Ain't talking 'bout the love your sharing I'm talking 'bout the things you do to me It's a waste of time I don't even have to fight Here all by myself Just waiting for you to pass by And the things you're talking 'bout are crazy You know Ain't talking 'bout your breasts or thighs Ain't talking 'bout that look in your eyes Ain't talking 'bout your big shoe size Ain't talking what you do to other guys I'm talking 'bout the things you do to me. And like any other guy I've got sex on the brain. But it's a bit more complicated. There's a way that you show me a sign Something else gets elevated. yeah - yeah Ain't talking 'bout the dress you're wearing Ain't talking 'bout the thing in your hair Ain't talking 'bout the way you're so daring Ain't talking 'bout the love you're sharing I'm talking 'bout the things you do to me. |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
Does Satan wear a suit and tie
Or does he work at the Dairy Queen Does he listen to rock and roll Does he feed the mean Singing Hallelujah What about Jesus Didn't he do it too? Hang out with prostitutes And have a drink or two. Power of example My mama said it and I heard She says one ounce of action Beats a ton of words. Singing Hallelujah. Mama said there would be angels Mama said there would be sun Is the devil in Elvis to go where no white man went Or hiding in Hugh Hefner's body or maybe even Larry Flynt. Say, how's about the President shielding all them stones Man if I could find a shield like that I'd run 'round naked In my glass home. Sippin' Hallelujah I think my angel's gone to Vegas Sippin' Hallelujah Holding aces in her hand. Hallelujah As she's singing rock of ages. Hallelujah On the table at the Sands. Hallelujah Does Satan wear a suit and tie or Does he work at the Dairy Queen. Does he listen to rock and roll Does he feed the mean Streak in all of us. All us saints here on earth Hypnotized and over-advertised 'Til we're numb at birth Singing Hallelujah And my angel's turning pages Singing Hallelujah And she just don't understand. Hallelujah That the devil's hot on her trail. Hallelujah On the road to broken promised land. Hallelujah On the TV and the radio. Hallelujah Good and evil look the same to you |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
I've been stemmin' for change and singing in these streets now
Long as I care to recall The dank little loung room in the Roosevelt hotel My idea of a holiday Every once in a while A little old light shines through my tunnel So I follow it like a moth flies to the flame. And just when I think I got my world by the balls I find I'm dancin' in the light again Dancing in the light Of a speeding freight train Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell People find my company To be strange as hell Looking back on aspirations and dreams My father he had in mind for me Moon lights the tracks and broken glass as I recall Those plans I left so far behind And I know it's better off he never saw me this way He always told me don???t let the devil have his due And I know my father would turn over in his grave To see me hog tied to the chain Or dancing in the light Of a speeding freight train Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell People find my company To be strange as hell And its only getting harder in this free world With all this strugglin g and strain People find my sweet peace of mind In the pouring rain As the storm moves in ain't no friends to be found So I sit ???neath this dream and bridge for a while And it seems that my mind is in pieces on the ground Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell Mostly find my Jesus In the pouring rain I'm living in the free world |
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from Martin Sexton - Wonder Bar (2000)
Take it like a man they said
Take your medicine Find a golden road and stand Then I saw exactly what they meant. Find my homeboys on the dusky road Who couldn't give a should about their life Heed their words of faded brown Then live it and sing about their strife. Then bring your song to the river at sunrise Sing that song 'til the river runs clean It will happen to you As its happened to me Won't you sing that lovely song for me It's alright mama Let your children be loud Watch them run into trouble So they can figure it out We spread our seeds far 'cross this land Hoping they'd fall on good ground. A vaccination in the sun and rain shine And take a good long hard look around. Then bring your song to the river at sunrise Sing that song 'til the river runs clean It will happen to you As its happened to me Come clean with me It's alright mama Let your children be loud Watch them run into trouble 'Cause trouble's their medicine Mama take your medicine. |
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from 2003 Collection-Live From Austin Texas (2004)
In a westerly direction this car is my train
I'm driving and I'm wonderin what it is I'm runnin from again I feel like an eighty year old man but I'm holdin on to twenty nine And up ahead on that horizon is the California line. Now I've had enough of this freedom of the road Never was good with decisions Least that's what I've been told Up ahead a truck's carryin a wide load A pre-fab house cut in half Cute little front door and two windows I'm not sure whether to cry or should I laugh You see I broke a home up myself once when I stumbled to that door I read that note by the dawns light Said don't you come round here anymore Now I've had enough of this freedom Of the road Never was good with decisions that's what I've been told I've been holdin on to this ticket cause one day I'll pass this toll Magic road grant your freedom to some one else for I'll be comin home There'll be no more pay per view movies in these economy motels No more trash in my back seat from micky d's or taco bell No more layin my trump card for the ladies in the lounge I think I'll leave a little somethin for the next travelin man to scrounge I know there's got to be someone out there Who thinks I still have my home I got his picture right here in my back pocket Along with some rocks I found in Arizona I want to show him I know I'll return to that awkward silence And so much work I've never known But I know this man must make amends Cause I known my traveling days are done. Chorus |
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