1. |
The Doin' and the Done
02:57
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Jackie left town this morning
got on a 747 and she packed it on home
Cathy, she's been gone a long time
who was that other one, with the red hair?
didn't like to be alone?
now paper money burning, fire-crackers snappin in the street
I'm on my 16th can and my 16th conversation about the heat
(god it's hot out here isn't it?)
there's a mountain somewhere
a pile of things I've lost
the numbers on the napkins that I put through the wash
the goin' and the gone
the doin' and the done
Scotty, we've been here a long time
tea eggs and cheap cigarettes at the 7-11
Lately, I just get sick when I hear my own lines
feeling like a dirty old man in a young man's heaven
If you had have told a younger me that I'd still be here
I'd'a said you were crazy- I was only bankin' on a couple of years
there's a mountain somewhere
a pile of things I've lost
the numbers on the napkins that I've put through the wash
the goin' and the gone
the doin' and the done
And I guess it's not very likely
If I had a daughter, I'd want her to meet somebody like me
where will I be livin' then?
who will I be callin' friend?
what will I become to them?
the ones that I'll never, ever see again
the goin' and the gone
the doin' and the done
the goin' and the gone
the doin' and the done
the goin' and the gone
the doin' and the done
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in a plane over the ocean
that's hangin' inbetween
like the space between two strangers
like the day between two dreams
I first saw you in a hammock
stretched between two trees
like the space between two new friends
like the day between two dreams
oh, the air that I'm breathin' in
oh, is the air that you're breathin' out
these banjo strings won't ring out
without the spaces inbetween
like the space between two lovers
like the day between two dreams
oh, the air that I'm breathin' in
oh, is the air that you're breathin' out
INSTRUMENTAL
like the day between two dreams
like the day between two dreams
oh, the air that I'm breathin' in
oh, is the air that you're breathin' out
oh, the air that I'm breathin' in
oh, is the air that you're breathin' out
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3. |
Eight Dollar Letter
04:16
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I signed my name in atrocious cursive
licked the envelope
tasted blissful nights and instant glue
I asked the postman about the stamps
he said it'd get there in twelve days max
it's been 107, and still no word from you
It was an eight dollar letter (eight dollar letter)
an eight dollar letter (eight dollar letter)
inter-continental, super-sentimental
with petals from the lilac tree
It was an eight dollar letter (eight dollar letter)
an eight dollar letter (eight dollar letter)
well you can bet you won't be gettin' no more eight dollar letters from me
everybody says they wanna go off the grid,
but you're the only one I know who actually did,
that's why I love you, but baby that's why I'm in tears
so this is what you meant by "we'll stay in touch"
that's alright girl it don't bother me much
I've got the Thornbuy Local and a fresh eight bucks
I'm gonna grab me another beer
CHORUS
well I've been waiting and waiting with such anticipation
but all I ever heard was.....
If your cold heart's as empty as my mailbox I'm glad I won't be waiting no more
CHORUS
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4. |
I Got Happy
02:47
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I got happy, it happened suddenly
I just started singing in a major key
took all those sad songs, threw them out on the street, oh yeah
i got happy, that's what happened to me
I got smiling from ear to ear
all those cynics used to bug me to tears
now all that useless chatter I no longer hear, oh no
i got happy, that's what happened to me
we're madly chasin' tumbleweeds, that's all
you need hope for something, doesn't matter much what for
Some people sell it door to door
you need hope for something, doesn't matter much what for
I got happy, it happened suddenly
it won't make the papers, you won't see it on the TV
it might seem unlikely, but it's a true story, oh yeah
i got happy, that's what happened to me (I got paid)
i got happy, that's what happened to me (my uber driver gave me a mentos)
that's what happened to me!
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5. |
Trouble
03:13
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I see you there looking at your feet
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
thinking about the stranger that you didn't happen to meet
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
well you got trouble (wooo - ooh)
trouble on your mind
thinkin' bout something that will ease your worried mind
If you just give me a glance I could give you a chance
to dance away the blues of a worried mind
well I see you in the corner of the room
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
if you're gonna be that way you might as well get the mop and broom
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
CHORUS
so I work my way out to the dancefloor
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
I can see you've got some whisky but you could use a little more
(looks like you got trouble on your mind)
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6. |
The Wedding Ring
04:43
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Valerie is in the garden and she's pluckin' weeds
to make room for all the pumpkin seeds
she wants to live off the earth
she looks down and her stomach sinks
she runs shoutin' to her husband Leigh
she says "I just a-lost my wedding ring
it must'a slipped off in the dirt"
it seemed like forever
that Leigh was searching with his metal detector
but despite all of their valiant efforts
the wedding ring was gone
one month passed
you never seen a garden grow so fast
zucchinis leapin' out that veggie patch
and the vines were green and strong
CHORUS
the soil gets just a little bit richer
you give a little and it's just the right mixture
we're all growing in love
we're all growing in love
the soil gets just a little bit richer
you give a little and it's just the right mixture
for all them collard greens and aubergines
cabbages and radishes and sugar-snap peas
Valerie is watchin' Leigh while he's gardening
just then she thinks about that wedding ring
all these years, they still haven't found it
Leigh comes running yelling "Valerie!
I've got something that you won't believe"
he slid a carrot right outta his sleeve
with the wedding ring wrapped around it
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS
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a hundred miles from the tropics
and I blame them
for my memory
it's not that I don't care
just don't remember
I'm praying for November
to take this brick out of my brain
a hundred miles from the tropics
and I blame them
for my lethargy
I've never loved sleep this much
my fantasies of discipline have been scotched
and I'm no longer the boss of my body
(Chorus)
my girl, my wife
she's coming home at midnight
she's gotta listen to this
my girl, my wife
she's coming home at midnight
I think that I oughtta
keep it to myself
I really think I oughtta
keep it to myself
a hundred miles from the tropics
and I blame them
for my visibility
every day I meet eyes
with mild suprise
and then the reputations
of outcasts, opportunists and other aberrations
(Prechorus)
And I don't mean to complain
but it's weighing on my brain
CHORUS
SOLO
PRECHORUS
CHORUS
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well I've got a neighbour, a really cool neighbour
we ripped out the fence and planted some tomatas
orange habaneros and green jalapenas
red bell peppers, zucchinis and carrots
I build houses and he builds pools
we borrow each other's power tools
I bring all of our kids to school and he brings all of 'em back
his wife coaches soccer for our little girls' team
my wife made the banner: "The Green Machine"
they dribble and they pass and they shoot and they scream
and they run in for half time snacks
CHORUS
I've got a neighbour (I've got a neighbour)
a really cool neighbour (a really cool neighbour)
I've got a neighbour and he's got a neighbour in me (he's got a neighbour in me)
I've got a neighbour (tengo un vecino)
a really cool neighbour (un vecino muy chido)
I've got a neighbour and we're like family
we're deckin the halls with boughs of holly
we bring them cookies, they brings us tamales
put some peppers from the garden in the fresh guacomole
and sing Feliz Navidad
they're teaching my daughter espanol
you should hear those little r's roll
she says "quiero ir a mexico" and I'm the proudest dad
CHORUS
he'd been here for 15 years
then one weekend he disappeared
I got a fuzzy phone call from Tijuana
he said, "They're calling me an alien,
they said I'm not american,
I'm callin' just just to tell you where I've gone to."
and I don't know whose job he took
but I can tell you what they took
they took my friend, a man who gave his all
I know Jorge's gonna be okay
and we'll go and visit him some day
even if we have to climb that goddamn wall
CHORUS
well I've got a neighbour, a really cool neighbour
we ripped out the fence and planted some tomatas
orange habaneros and green jalapenas
red bell peppers, zucchinis and carrots
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9. |
My Real Job Is You
02:19
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It's fortunate that I'm not a detective
my detection skills are highly defective
I'm livin' in a daze
it's lucky I'm not a handyman
because my hands could hardly stand it man
and I'd break it anyway
and anythng in data analysis would result in a state of paralysis
by the middle of the day
but my my real job is you
that's where my hours go
to get you in my arms I'm slaving away,
I'm checking the accounts but there's still no pay
I'll call up payroll I suppose
my real job is you
it fortunate that I'm not a signwriter
every sign I'd write would be to invite ya
out for the night (awww)
it's lucky that I'm not a dental assistant
I hate small talk, I'm cold and distant
and I don't brush right
and anything to do with word or excel
hurls me down into a microsoft hell
I'd just rather not alright...
well my real job is you
that's where my efforts go
I don't wanna make it sound like you're hard work
cos that'd make me sound like a real jerk
but you sure keep me on my toes
my real job is you
rrr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! wooh!
It lucky I'm not in the military service
all those guys with guns would sure make me nervous
I might say the wrong thing
and I used to work in a call centre
of course all that trying to sell surveys made me hoarse
I had no voice left to sing
and though you make me work overtime
you make me dress up and you take what's mine
I can't take breaks or anything
my real job is you
that's where my hours go
I still haven't found any red flags
in most jobs 'round the time just drags
but with you the hours flow
my real job is you
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10. |
Just My Daughter and Me
03:13
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Hop in the car, get ready to go,
this could be the best day of your life
the music you want, I won't judge it too harshly,
won't tell you if it's wrong or right
you can be free
oh my daughter be free
oh my daughter be free
just my daughter and me
hop on the highway, might stop for a sundae
or something nice to put in our guts
I won't ask questions, you'll tell me what's happening
when you're feeling like the timing's right
CHORUS
I know that things are a bit of a mess with your mother
it's something that I'm trying to address
I hope it doesn't bother you
now we're at my place, the look on my face
as content as anyone's could be
singing songs and getting along and bonding casually
CHORUS
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Elena
02:56
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where's that sweetness that I used to know,
and once I breathed in all the summer?
I watch the fields of Ontario
for my Elena
I loved to see her in the morning time
when mornings went on forever
her hair's still falling in my mind
Oh my Elena
Oh my Elena
CHORUS
Oh brother, don't you know
Oh brother, don't it show through my disguise
Elena's still livin' behind these eyes
Easter Sunday - there was no sign
the phone call I remember
and her mother crying down the line
for her Elena
it's such a long time not to know
as I get older she gets younger
I watch the fields of Ontario
for my Elena
for my Elena
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS
still livin' behind these eyes
still livin' behind these eyes
still livin' behind these eyes
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12. |
Darian of the High Tide
04:06
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I don't have a plan, but I've got one in mind
I'll leave those beige-grey walls far behind
there's a fat man laughing
the llamas are tame
and all of the dropkicksss know my name
they say
d d d d d d doo Darien of the High Tide
that's what they say, they say
d d d d d d doo Darien of the High Tide
I'm dressed in silk
the clouds - they know me too
they see me comin' and make way for the blue
there's a thin man laughing
the leopards are tame
and all of the pretty girls know my name
CHORUS
Oh!
I might get up in the afternoon and give you a wave
oh lord, to the heavens above, I am your slave
there's a black dog laughing
the zebras are tame
and all of the dropkicksss know my name
CHORUS
everybody knows my name
Darien of the High Tide
everybody knows my name
Darien of the High Tide
follow the moon, follow the moon x3
Darien of the High Tide
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13. |
Cold Drink of Water
01:51
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I've righted some wrongs
I've wronged some rights
I've lived off black beans, top ramen and rice
I learned the hard way once and I learned the hard way twice
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
and when I die I'm gonna do it on my own
a composer decomposin' in a box beneath a stone
and when I'm on the down and out I'll take my own advice
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
my heart's been sent to prison
my brain's been sacrificed
I'm at the tail end of a bender that's lasted half my life
I learned the hard way once and I learned the hard way twice
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
and when I die I'm gonna do it on my own
a composer decomposin' in a box beneath a stone
and when I'm on the down and out I'll take my own advice
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
all I need is a cold drink of water and a place to sleep tonight
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14. |
Pizza Delivery Man
02:24
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I know this patch of suburbia like the back of my hand,
the little mazda is flying
bringin' you a Hawaiian pizza with no pineapple
you know it's not really Hawaiian?
a meat lovers with extra bacon, are you really sure?
well I'm no dietician
I'm a 33 year old pizza delivery man
knock knockin' at your door
scruffy stoners and video game loners
sellotaped notes and sticky change
stressed out mothers and gooey young lovers
any topping can be arranged
you want a ham and cheese pizza... where did your imagination go?
well it's your decision
I'm a 33 year old pizza delivery man
what the hell would I know?
get your money ready
turn on your front light
turn down the TV, so you can hear me knocking
and you'll be eatin' dinner in a minute alright
footy club yobs and beer drinking slobs
big tippers and grannies in slippers
underage drinkers and garage tinkerers
whoever doesn't wanna do the dishes
workaholic zombies and lonesome cat ladies
teenage babysitters juggling garllc bread and babies
if your fridge is empty it's a simple transaction
get on the phone and we'll bring you satisfaction!
if you want gluten free
you're puttin your life in our hands you know
well.......
I'm no dietician
I'm a 33 year old pizza delivery man
knock knockin' at your door
knock knockin' at your door
about to turn 34
knock knockin' at your door
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15. |
Three Legged Horses
04:45
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daddy tells me life is like the races
sometimes you fall behind, sometimes you fall ahead
the odds were nine to one against Pocket Aces,
daddy's favourite local thoroughbred
I won't forget that the way that ground was shaking
when the starting pistols stirred that roaring crowd
I won't forget the sound of that bone breaking
when Pocket Aces tumbled to the ground
CHORUS
at night I lay there dreaming 'bout a field full of three legged horses
leanin' on each other so they can stand up straight
at night I lay there dreaming 'bout my farm full of three legged horses
leanin' on each other and talking 'bout the good old days
one ambulance came speeding towards the jockey
the other one came speeding towards my horse
dad circled his arm around my shoulder
wihle the men below all circled around the corpse
I won't forget they way that I was shaking
when another pistol stirred that silent crowd
daddy tells me life is like the races
I tell dad I hope I don't fall down
CHORUS
leanin' on each other and talking 'bout the good old days
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16. |
Messin' Up
03:13
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I got caught shoplifting when I was a teenager
I don't do it anymore so there isn't any danger
and I broke my brother's nose when I was 21
we all do silly things when we're young and that surely was one
I got scared of messin' up
so scared of messin' up
but I'm not scared of messin' up any more
My attempts at romance all went south
I had no idea what to do when I opened my mouth
but the smallest of blows can bet be hardest of knocks
when you're young and those bad luck burs get stuck in your socks
I got scared of messin' up
so scared of messin' up
but I'm not scared of messin' up any more
x2
Well I went round the world and made some good time friends
I talk to a few most I'll never see again
I've got friends that dance, I've got friends that sing
I've got friends that listen and that's not such a small thing
I got scared of messin' up
so scared of messin' up
but I'm not scared of messin' up any more
x4
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could we do today again tomorrow?
we could do the same things as today
load up the camry with the guitar and the banjo
radio blasting Donny Hathaway
and "What's my age again?"
could we do today again tomorrow?
I'll be Timoteo, you be Saya Pine
we'll hit the redwood grove,
race down to make the show
and then I'll kiss you, like the first time, one more time
you can sing like a river in the summer
and I can sing like this run-down van
c'mon baby, lets prepare for nostalgia
let me be your man
I love the kinda crazy you make me
I love the kinda crazy you make me
here I am take me, swear you'll never break me
I love the kinda crazy you make me
could we do today again tomorrow?
Harry and Sam, are playing at Ye Rustic Inn
we could smoke a little pot, salsa dancin' in the parking lot
singin' cheek to cheek with all our friends
could we do today again tomorrow?
back before those things you said tonight
staring out at the bay, I had nothing to say
so I just kissed you like the first time, one last time
you can sing like a river in the summer
and I can sing like this run-down van
c'mon baby, lets prepare for nostalgia
let me be your man
I love the kinda crazy you make me
I love the kinda crazy you make me
I'll admit maybe I knew some day you'd break me
but I love the kinda crazy you make me
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18. |
Piece of Pie
03:33
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She's got long legs
looks like she's sailing
topsails a-quiver and a pompodour
she's going somewhere
we're all going somewhere
I just don't know where we're going anymore
CHORUS
take a bigger piece, bigger piece of pie
if it makes you happy
x3
She's at a loose end
lost a good friend
to a world of danger, darkness and uncertainty
she's going somewhere
we're all going somewhere
I just don't know where she's takin' me
oh no!
CHORUS
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19. |
Rock Bottom
03:34
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when our DD got a DUI he blew a point 23 and nearly walked the line
but he staggered all around it one too many times and the cop said "hands on the car!"
well he took our keys, he found my weed,
and then he took my friend and he took me
I told him "next time, sir, we'll be sure to stay in the bar"
CHORUS
well I thought that I hit rock bottom
I said "at least it's only up from here"
but every time I hit rock bottom
the bottom keeps droppin' down another year
and now it's new years eve and I'm a few beers deep
so bottoms up to the holidays
I thought that I hit rock bottom
but the bottom just got farther away
(kick it Leigh!)
well I don't got money but I got time
I took community service to save the fine
I was picking up trash with my partner in crime
orange vests by the interstate
and I remember what my momma said when I left
she said "Tim these are the years that you will never forget"
I told her "momma, if I forgot this one, well that would be great!"
CHORUS
I thought that I hit rock bottom
but the bottom just got further away
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Laundromat
04:11
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well I was walking down the road
with the clean clothes that I hold
and all my coins go jingle jangle
I got dollars from my hips to my ankles
Oh lordy!
put the dollar in and I watch it spin x4
when you're dryin' your clean clothes
people tend to leave the show
but I got my guitar on my lap
I'm playin' tunes down the laundromat, yeah
Oh lordy!
put the dollar in and I watch it spin x8
you got your wallet from your pocket, dollar in the slot and you rock it
watch this thing all night long
watch it spin till the early dawn
I just can't stop (STOP STOP)
watchin' it spin (SPIN SPIN)
then a guy walked through the door
and I don't think he's seen a weirdo like me before (WEIRDO!)
and I knew he was thinking something
but we both, we just said nothing
but I said to him
put the dollar in and I watch it spin x8
you got your wallet from your pocket, dollar in the slot and you rock it
watch this thing all night long
watch it spin till the early dawn
I just can't stop (STOP STOP)
watchin' it spin (SPIN SPIN)
I just can't stop stop
stop stop
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Happy Enchilada Melbourne, Australia
Happy Enchilada is a trio of songwriters playin funky folksy bluegrass music.
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