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Dark clouds gather in the afternoon
Come together just to cry Seagulls struggling against the wind Falling out of the sky Grandma's gathering aluminum cans in a rusty shopping cart Born-againers getting their lives together while my whole world's falling apart Open up your eyes It's happening all around you If it hasn't found you Well You know it's just a matter of time Surprise surprise What do you think the world owes you It's not the way it's supposed to go Well you know It's just a matter of time Songbird sittig in a tree house with a trumpet to her lips I'm laying on my back in the tall green grass staring up at the eclipse Whispers lurking in the alley behind where the children where no shoes Call girls and corner kids hustling saying what do you got to lose Open up your eyes It's happening all around you If it hasn't found you Well You know it's just a matter of time Surprise surprise What do you think the world owes you It's not the way it's supposed to go Well you know It's just a matter of time And there's nowhere you can run to because the eyes are upon you Some of the coming up hard and hungry Stepping up to take your turn Some of them throwing their money in the fire Just to watch it burn Open up your eyes It's happening all around you If it hasn't found you Well You know it's just a matter of time Surprise surprise What do you think the world owes you It's not the way it's supposed to go Well you know It's just a matter of time |
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Okay, alright, alright
Sydney, whenever you feel unhappy All you have to do is call me, I can make you laugh Sydney, I know that you were wrongly accused I hope you don't lose your sense of humor Allegations made in the schoolyard Soccer moms gossip in the dog park Their bark is worse than their bite They're only a couple of crazy cougars They're bored and spreading their desperate rumors You know that I was never that cool But I won't be taken for a fool If they wanna talk trash they can talk, talk, talk But they better come collect And if you ever need me, call me I'll come running straight to you Straight from the airport (I'll come running) Cut through the customs line (I'll come running) Bust down the courthouse doors (I'll come running) Sydney, I will testify (I'll come running) Sydney, I will testify to ya We were in the basement Just giving our blood on stage and Pretending that we were famous While you were getting framed I went back to my room in Surrey Hills, yes, I did I didn't know you were in trouble until you came in Just as skinny as a twig in my kitchen And told me I was looking at a dead man I said, ""Sydney, you're wrong"" There's a lot of good people living in LA Yes, there are and We won't let nobody take you away No, we won't You know I was never that cool But I won't be taken for a fool If they wanna talk trash they can talk, talk, talk But they better come collect And if you ever need me you just call me I'll come running to you Straight from the airport (I'll come running) Cut through the customs line (I'll come running) Bust down the court house doors (I'll come running) Sydney I will testify (I'll come running) Sydney I will testify (I'll come running) I will testify (I'll come running) I will testify (I'll come running) To ya, to ya, to ya Sydney whenever you think you need me Call me up and I'll come running straight to you I was never that cool But I won't be taken for a fool If the wanna talk trash they can talk, talk, talk But they better come collect And if you ever need me you just call me I come running to ya Straight from the airport (I'll come running) Cut through the customs line (I'll come running) Bust down the court house doors (I'll come running) Sydney I will testify (I'll come running) Sydney I will testify (I'll come running) I will testify (I'll come running) I will testify (I'll come running) To ya, to ya, to ya I will testify |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
Go if you want to go
But I won't follow, just so you know Be if you want to leave But I won't be here when you come home I'm gonna move to San Francisco Look up some old friends I'm gonna get me a Navy P-coat And an old Mercedes Benz This old town keeps shrinking There's too many people in my junk I'm gonna do a lot of drinking Cuz it don't hurt when I'm drunk Go if you want to go But I won't follow, just so you know Be if you want to leave But I won't be here when you come home I'm gonna rent me an old Victorian Down in the Lower Haight I'm gonna get me an old accordion And play for the tourists on the Golden Gate I'm gonna plant a little garden Paint my bathroom blue I'm gonna try real hard To get over you Here in the city, life it don't move so slow There's plenty of good people I know Up in North Beach they drink spicy Italian liqueur Down on Market there's a lot of hobos and hustlers Down in Hayes Valley there's a lot of good restaurants Deep in the Tenderloin you can have anything you want Over in the Mission it's always a sunny day And it's a real good baseball town, but my team is across the Bay Go if you want to go But I won't follow, just so you know Be if you want to be But I won't be here when you come home When you come home |
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Artist: Brett Dennen
Song: Make You Crazy Feat Femi Kuti Brett Dennen - Make You Crazy Feat Femi Kuti Lyrics You Know, It's hard to be Yourself, Free Yourself, To see Yourself, When all around You there are Lies just to get You, Spies just to get You, To Buy so they can get You? There are Cameras in the sky, Lasers in our Living rooms, There are Wolves watching wearing Sheep's Costumes? It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah) It's Enough to make You Mad? It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah) And, I'm amazed I Haven't yet? Isn't It, A Shame The way We cheat Each other, Treat Each other, Beat Each other?? It's, A Shame The way We use One other, Abuse One another? And, Screw One another, It's true. They will Lock You up in Prison, But They won't call it slavery, There are stolen Children raised and Trained in Armies? It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah) It's Enough to make You Mad? It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah) And I'm amazed I haven't yet? Don't hesitate to speak Your Mind? (speak Your Mind) Never hesitate to speak Your Heart? (speak Your Heart) They'll call You crazy, When You speak Your Mind? (When You speak Your Mind) So never, Never hesitate? (never hesitate) 'cause It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah) It's Enough to make You Mad? It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah) And, I'm amazed I haven't yet? [Femi solo?] Na sol Them go lock You for Prison? Na sol Them go beat You for Prison? Them No call it slavery? It's him That make Me vex? Na sol Them go lock You for Prison? Na sol Them go beat You for Prison? It's him That make Me vex? It's him That make Me craze? It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah) It's Enough to make You Mad? It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah) And, I'd be crazy Not to Care? |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
Beyond the rules of religion
The cloth of conviction Above all the competition Where fact and fiction meet There's no color lines cast or classes There's no fooling the masses Whatever faith you practice Whatever you believe Oh, Heaven, Heaven What the hell is Heaven? Is there a home for the homeless? Is there hope for the hopeless? Throw away your misconceptions There's no walls around Heaven There's no codes you gotta know to get in No minutemen border patrol You must lose your earthly possession Leave behind your weapons You can't buy your salvation And there is no pot of gold Mmm Heaven, Heaven What the hell is Heaven? Is there a home for the homeless? Is there hope for the hopeless? Heaven aint got no prisons No government, no business No banks or politicians No armies and no police Castles and cathedrals crumble Pyramids and pipelines tumble The failure keeps you humble And leads us closer to peace Oh, Heaven, Heaven What the hell is Heaven? Is there a home for the homeless? Is there hope for the hopeless? Is there a home for the homeless? Is there hope for the hopeless? |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
Well I tasted love so sweet
Played around but not for keeps I'd never been knocked off my feet until you came along In the room surrounding me are angels I cannot see I know they come to carry me to where I belong Closer to you, closer to you I'm singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue Like a clown in a costume shop wearing nothing but my birthday suit Getting closer to you All the knocks upon your door Footsteps falling on your floor All the shipwrecks on your shore Mean nothing to me All the crooks on Capitol Hill Criminals on the dollar bills All the money on Wall Street still Couldn't keep me from getting Closer to you. Closer to you Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon Closer to you. Poets could not pronounce your name Gamblers couldn't play the game Matchstick statues set to flame Couldn't hold a candle to you Swindlers on the Sunset strip Hypnotists and hypocrites Ventriloquists and Pickpockets Wish that they could get Well I've tasted love so sweet Played around but not for keeps I never been knocked off my feet till you came along I sit through the trickery The jealousy and vanity The potency of your prophesy Because I long to be Closer to you. Closer to you Like a hound dog in a junkyard honey I'm howling at the moon Like a Pirate in a pawnshop with a pocket full of jewels Closer to you (x3) I'll get through Oh baby I'll get through Closer to you |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
crows ravaging a field of wheat
stars jealous of the moon scarecrows know their own defeat envy and the heart that it consumes today i walked without you like an empty bottle drifting out to sea i would change it if i knew how to but it don't come that easily if my heart wasn't such a jungle maybe you wouldn't feel so all alone and if your heart wasn't such an ocean i wouldn't sink like a stone if you weren't so far from me i could you hold you while you're sleepin and hear ya breathin softly and be there when you wake phone calls cannot complete us letters cannot replace the miles and miles and miles between us another time another place if my heart wasn't such a jungle maybe you wouldn't feel so all alone and if your heart wasn't such an ocean i wouldn't sink like a stone i have yet to meet another who burns bright as you i'm not looking for any other i only want you. if my heart wasn't such a jungle maybe you wouldn't feel so all alone and if your heart wasn't such an ocean i wouldn't sink like a stone i wouldn't sink like a stone i wouldn't sink like a stone. |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
Your gonna fall apart
It's gonna break your heart Your gonna know that you were wrong Down to the boatyard you'll run Like you did at your graduation Your gonna miss her when she's gone Who you trying to fool? Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's gone You in your second hand suit That you wore to the portrait shoot It was just a dream that you once had Your gonna lose control It's gonna take it's toll on you You'd better let it drive you mad Who you trying to fool? What are you trying to prove? Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's gone These are the wounds that heal you It's the pain that reveals you Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's Your gonna miss her when she's gone |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
I am a dreamer and I'm a lover
I've been let down and I've loved and lost I've been alone, I've been far from home Follow your heart, follow your heart Follow your heart and you won't get lost I've been a poor man, I've been a rich man I made a fortune and I've paid the cost I've had some good friends, they come and go Follow your heart, follow your heart Follow your heart and you won't get lost I've been cheated, I've been defeated I played the game and I've been double crossed Every friend of mine has been in hard times Follow your heart, follow your heart Follow your heart and you won't get lost Follow your heart, follow your heart Follow your heart and you won't get lost |
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from Brett Dennen - Hope For The Hopeless (2008)
You can put a stick in my spokes
I can be the butt of your jokes I can be the laughing stock, I can be the hoax But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose They can come and tear my house down They can run me out of town They can tie me up, call me a clown But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose you I can't stand The thought of another man No I ain't gonna lose you They can make me turn my back on my friends Send me away to san quentin Put me in the hole, a thousand times again But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose you Throw me in a hurricane Tell the whole world I've gone insane Run an electric shock to my brain But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose you I can't stand The thought of another man No I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose you Ain't gonna lose X4 I'll sing it from my roof top I'll sing it from the bus stop I'll sing it on the street drunk to a cop But I ain't gonna lose you No I ain't gonna lose Ain't gonna lose you Ain't gonna lose |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
There ain't no reason things are this way.
It's how they always been and they intend to stay. I can't explain why we live this way. We do it every day. Preachers on the podium speaking of saints. Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change. Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, Cursing my name. I gotta a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same, A window and a pigeon with a broken wing, You can spend your whole life working for something, Just to have it taken away. People walk around pushing back their debts, Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets, Talking about nothing, not thinking about death, Every little heartbeat, every little breath. People walk a tightrope on a razors edge. Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons. It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen, Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence. There ain't no reason things are this way. Its how they've always been and they intend to stay. I don't know why I say the things I say, But I say them anyway. But love will come set me free. Love will come set me free, I do believe. Love will come set me free, I know it will. Love will come set me free, yes. Prison walls still standing tall. Some things never change at all. Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all. Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all. Working your fingers bare to the bone. Breaking' your back, make you sell your soul. Like a lung, it's filled with coal, Suffocating slow. The wind blows wild and I may move. But politicians lie and I am not fooled. You don't need no reason or a three piece suit, To argue the truth. The air on my skin and the world under my toes Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes Chaos and commotion wherever I go, Love I try to follow. Love will come set me free Love will come set me free, I do believe Love will come set me free, I know it will Love will come set me free, yes There ain't no reason things are this way. Its how they've always been and they intend to stay. I can't explain why we live this way. We do it every day. |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
When I heard the news,
my heart fell on the floor. I was on a plane on my way to Baltimore. In these troubled times it's hard enough as it is. My soul has a known a better life than this. I wonder how so many can be in so much pain, while others don't seem to feel a thing. Then I curse my whiteness and I get so damn depressed. In a world of suffering, why should I be so blessed? I heard about a women who lives in Colorado. She built a monument of sorts behind the garage door, where everyday she prays for all whom are born and all whose souls have passed on. Sometimes my trouble gets so thick, I can't see how I'm gonna get through it. But, then I'd rather be stuck up in a tree then be tied to it. There is so much more. I don't feel comfortable with the way my clothes fit. I cant get used to my body's limits. I got some fancy shoes to try and kick away these blues. They cost a lot of money but they aren't worth a thing. I wanna free my feet from the broken glass and concrete. I need to get out of this city. Lay upon the ground stare a hole in the sky, wondering where I go when I die. ...When I die. |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
When I arrived in my own set of clothes
I was half a world away from my home And I was hunted by the wolves and I was heckled by the crows Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know Alongside my innocence I laid in bed awake Conflicted in these chains with the impetus of age But like a phantom she crept across the floor and out the window Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know From this place on the mantle my heart was taken down Scattered in a thousand little pieces on the ground And out below the streetlamp like an orphan with a halo Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know 'Cause it won't last - the worries will pass All your troubles they don't stand a chance And sometimes it takes more than a lifetime to know Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know The confidence is full with your faith etched in stone And I let clean comfort you from the wild unknown So bury your burning hatred like a hatchet in snow Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know If you have a broken heart or a battered soul Find something to hold on to or to let go To help you through the hard nights like a flask filled with hope Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know 'Cause it won't last - your worries will pass All your troubles they don't stand a chance And it always hurts the worst when it's the ones we love the most Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know Sometimes your path is marked in the sky Sometimes you're forced to fit in between the lines Sometimes all that you can do is say no Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know I said, when I arrived in my own set of clothes I was half a world away from my home And I was hunted by the wolves and I was heckled by the crows Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know I said, Darlin' do not fear what you don't really know We said, Darlin' do not fear |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
only wanted to be closer to you
i thought i had something to prove instead i fled with my superstition because you are a woman now i was told since before i could speak a mans emotions are what make him weak i come to you more or less a humble man because you are a woman and i find most of the time i'm lost inside my own mind i look all over, all over to find it dont keep me satisfied all the conquests that i construe fail miserably in front of you have you ever been loved my such a charasmatic fool? and i'm a sucker for your love the self-centered strutted crowd the side walk parade and pose with phones and paper cups you walk like truth through a world of fiction because you are a woman and i find most of the time it's all inside my mind i look all over, all over to find it dont keep me satisfied and i find most of the time i miss the way your body coils around mine the slope of your shoulders the curve of your spine because you are a woman i change my strings and pack my suitcase i'm always leaving for some other place but i return to you again and again because you are a woman because you are a woman |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
well the witches stare with their limbs akimbo
silhouettes of statues up in the window call me to come here with a crooked crescendo but i don't devotees dance among the pantomime on the promenade into a tabernacle on the lawn but i don't follow because she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm midnight moved across the people's park and i fled the fire like a spinning spark up onto a porch in the dark she was waiting right there for me she knows that my hands are empty as i go past the mothers of envy and i don't have to fumble in the dark for my keys i believe she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm the pupils gather in the yard around the pulpit made of cards and waited for their leader's words but his words didn't make much sense his mouth spat out a fist of daggers and his tongue swirled in a southern swagger and i looked at all the people gathered but they were all in a trance and she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm i was thrown before the court of canes tossed my soul to the furnace flames where all my heros had been slain, exiled, or put in prison because they rose above the mess and because their power posed a threat and because they spoke of something else when everybody else didn't the music fills the space between the deities and the prophecies of our bodies pressed seamlessly silent in the shade she looks at me so fearlessly and i take it all too seriously but it all becomes so clear to me and makes me understand that she's mine, she's mine, she's mine, all mine yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm yeah she's mine, all mine, all mine, all mine yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm yeah she's mine, mine, mine, mmm yeah she's mine |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
well i dreamed i went out a wanderin'
i heard promises become fables forgotten i saw bridges stretchin' out across the water and towers pushing taller i knew my reality was clearly defined by the fences put up around my mind i watched them thicken into walls over time taller than any boarder line i saw civilizations deemed insignificant i saw people's history tatooed on their skin i saw families taken from their land dynasties shattered and stolen and i asked when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution in all the burdens of centuries accrue that get passed along to every generation's youth and all the allegories told in lieu of truth i watched them grow wild and spread like the flu i saw the rise of an untamed industry i watched machines paint a paper economy i saw my own self stand right in front of me and i didn't do a thing i saw poisons pushed in the street and prescription pills mingling in the mezzanine with a whole host of wealth of doctors and pharmaceutical companies still poor people were dying from disease and i asked when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution and i broke down at the break of dawn I saw new meaning in the clouds above the Pentagon as real as the hollocaust as stong as the Parthanon visions of Sudan Iraq and Vietnam i stood silent upon a flooded levy and stared at the ruins of a merchant city and the president who came to dine with the noble elite he didnt do a thing i saw three ships come sailing in through the passage of the CARIBBEAN i saw children coming home in coffins millions marching on washington and i asked when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution i asked when, when... is a revolution i asked when... is a revolution |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
Momma got to worrying because her boy left home in a hurry again
Her photographs are fading, she keeps a box in the closet full of negatives Well, I left a note on the floor in my room I've always been stubborn and late to bloom I had to lay down my load, my burdens are my own It's a coming of age when you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know and I know, I know I was longing on a short summer night when I had the urge to leave I went out to find my muse with a eight in my pocket and a craving for some cajun blues I was following my follies when I saw her aboard the river queen I was courting my frail lady all the way to New Orleans But I was swoon by a luminous tomb so I climbed the roof and gave that woman my croon I had to tell her all I know, my business is my own It's a coming of age when you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know And I know, I know When you feel When you feel it you know When you feel When you feel it you know When you feel When you feel it you know When you feel When you feel it Well, mamma got to worrying she said "Now boy, I stay up late wondering where you been! Oh, soon your gonna have to give in no you can't live forever the way that you been." Oh, mamma I'm not trying to do not wrong I had to learn this is the way I get along It's a life that I chose, my reasons are my own It's a coming of age when you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know I know, I know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know When you feel it you know |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
So Long, my misery
I don't need you you've only caused me grief forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries Daylight lives like a burden for me so I escape sent it strewn about the street beyond the ruins of my ancestry far past the pages of my disbelief I rose from my moat like a ghost from a grave sunken in the salty eyes of the wandering displaced I was heading through the mist across the golden gate all of my rebellions fall into the fog of fate So long my misery I don't need you you've only caused me grief forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries Spring time came again and Icarus fell I flew past the numb lipped nuns who'll never tell the secrets of the sailors and their 7 year spell I will not fall, nor will my wings ever melt if I could I would wash all these wounds away I would surround your room with a sense of mental grace I would paint your portrait over everything mundane more colorful than Easter Sunday so long my misery I don't need you you've only caused me grief forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries put me on a boat leave my inhibitions at bay my mind is spilling but I haven't much to say I was running through the canyons pulse the echoes of your name you were laughing at me like the sun laughs at a flame put me on a page in a book of beginnings let me scroll me through old volumes of ancient teachings let me reveal in all of these forgotten feelings lay me with the wretched in the arms of my queen so long sweet misery I don't need you you've only caused me grief forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries (x2) no I haven't slept in centuries I haven't slept in centuries |
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from Brett Dennen - So Much More (2006)
Yeah
In the womb of winter, summer seems a myth In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind Born to a world where it is a fight just to fit in From the cradle to the grave, it never ends Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape So many ways to walk upon the earth I trace my footsteps to the place of my birth So what do you do with all your precious time So many ways in which to reach for the sky Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape Say, little bit by little bit, someday I may be weary but I am not weak I can sing a song of suffering Maybe a song unsung is dancing on the tip of your tongue My salvation's ahead of me I can feel it calling me I know that I, I know that I will be ready Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape Someday, someday in a cloud of gray I will, I'll make my great escape |
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