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Friday, April 06, 2007
 
WILLIE NELSON:

What was it you wanted?
Tell me again so I'll know.
What's happening in there,
What's going on in your show.

What was it you wanted,
Could you say it again?
I'll be back in a minute
You can get it together by then.

What was it you wanted
You can tell me, I'm back,
We can start it all over
Get it back on the track,
You got my attention,
Go ahead, speak.

What was it you wanted
When you were kissing my cheek?
Was there somebody looking
When you give me that kiss
Someone there in the shadows
Someone that I might have missed?
Is there something you needed,
Something I don't understand.

What was it you wanted,
Do I have it here in my hand?
Whatever you wanted
Slipped out of my mind,
Would you remind me again
If you'd be so kind.

Has the record been breaking,
Did the needle just skip,
Is there somebody waitin',
Was there a slip of the lip?

What was it you wanted
I ain't keepin' score
Are you the same person
That was here before?
Is it something important?
Maybe not.

What was it you wanted?
Tell me again I forgot.
Whatever you wanted
What could it be
Did somebody tell you
That you could get it from me,
Is it something that comes natural
Is it easy to say,
Why do you want it,
Who are you anyway?

Is the scenery changing,
Am I getting it wrong,
Is the whole thing going backwards,
Are they playing our song?

Where were you when it started
Do you want it for free?
What was it you wanted
Are you talking to me?


Saturday, March 03, 2007
 
TRACEY ULLMAN:

You've been around for such a long time now
Oh maybe I could leave you but I don't know how

And why should I be lonely every night
When I can be with you
oh yes you make it right

And I don't listen to the guys who say that you're bad for me
And I should turn you away
'Cause they don't know about us
and they've never heard of love

I get a feeling when I look at you wherever you go now
I wanna be there too
They say we're crazy but
I just don't care
And if they keep on talking
still they get nowhere

So I don't mind if they don't understand
When I look at you and you hold my hand

Cause they don't know about us
and they've never heard of love

Why should it matter to us if they don't approve?
We should just take our chances while we've got nothing to lose

Baby there's no need for living in the past
Baby I found a love I'm gonna make it last
I tell the others don't bother me
'Cause when they look at youthey don't see what I see

No I don't listen to their wasted lines
Got my eyes wide open and I see the signs
'Cause they don't know about us
and they've never heard of love


 
HEM:

Ain't holding out for a miracle now
Just holding out for the water
Across the bridge that will carry me down
To the Santa Rosa Spanish Quarter

And I know that I don't belong with you
I know the pills stopped working for me
So if you want to set me up
I'll fall on my knees and fix what I have broke

I spent my whole life looking for land
But settled on the breakers
And saw the home that I held in my hand
Was just some dirt inside a scrap of paper

And I know that I should be long gone
And I know the pills stopped working long ago
If you want to look me up
I'll fall on my knees and fix whatever's broke

There's no place in the world
That can make this right
There's no home I once had that I have in sight
There's no one that can come to my side tonight
To save me
Come save me

The whole world sinking down in the bay
The sun is treading water
Suppose that you could save me some way
But I told you baby not to bother
Cuz I know that I'm going down there
And I know the pills don't work for me no more
I don't want to spend my whole life down on my knees
Just fixing what I broke


Thursday, June 15, 2006
 
JOLIE HOLLAND:

Moonshiner, moonshiner
Pass it here one more time
Moonshiner, moonshiner
Pass it here one more time
You've got that good, hard stuff that always gets me high

You can break that ground and plant that field
Hole up in the backyard and work that still
You know we're gonna miss you around here
You've got that good, hard stuff,that always gets me high

Moonshiner, moonshiner
Why don't you come back home?
Now I got to drink this store-bought stuff and go to bed all alone
Moonshiner, moonshiner
Why don't you come back home to me?
By the time you get back, there's no telling where I'll be

I loved you in summertime, when we kissed goodbye
I loved you in the fall and I missed you all the time
I loved you in the winter, when you were far away
And the springtime almost killed me
With hot blood in my viens

Moonshiner, moonshiner
I know you're comin' back again
Moonshiner, moonshiner
Oh it's probably a sin, 'cause I'm down in the alley with my old drunk friend
Yes I'm down in the alley, with my old drunk friend


Wednesday, March 01, 2006
 
EDIE BRICKELL:

She said I tried to mind my own business.
But that sad look on your face, was a challenge to my faith.
Made me wanna chase the dark out of your room.
So she smiled and said hello.
Little did she know, he would take hold of her soul.
And never never never let go.
He was fine before he met her,
Eyes like faded jeans, soft and blue and he had seen everything and he had been everywhere
Til he turned his gaze her way
Longed to see her everyday
Heard a voice inside him say
He'll never never never be the same.
Once in a while
Once in a blue moon.
There comes somebody like you
They caught fire and they got fever.
He was more than fun
She was more than young
And the orange setting sun was beautiful
Ever so at ease in the summer evening breeze
They would talk and they would tease
And never never never want to leave.
Once in a while
Once in a blue moon
There comes somebody like you.


Friday, February 24, 2006
 
THE MAMAS AND THE PAPAS:

Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything fell in place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But since it was Sunday and sunny I went for a stroll.
But peanuts and pigeons and people put me in a hole.
A blessing refreshing in you did unfold,
Dispelling depressing distressing thoughts from my soul.
Once was a time I thought that love could be sold or bought
And everything fell in place for me.
The fashion of passion I rationed with caution
Because of the notion the potion of passion
Had never been passed to me.
But now that you're by my side,
I find that I feel so satisfied,
Somebody must have lied to me.


Monday, February 20, 2006
 
"Taking No Chances"

I am part of it. No,
I am the total but there
is also a possibility
that I am only a fraction
of it.

I am that which begins
but has no beginning.
I am also full of shit
up to my ears.

--Richard Brautigan


Tuesday, February 07, 2006
 
"Love Poem"

A lake flickers after snow,
and I enter the refraction,

like playing the piano—
fingers moving under hand

the hour stretched with Chopin.
In children, too, it's habitual:

a group mazes its way along the street
like an amoeba under a microscope—

but once when the day still held us
to itself, there was a sudden turning towards—

as when, in Wisconsin, from the back of the car,
I first saw the man in the moon:

those craters, the eyes, the wide shadow at center
the mouth. It was so obvious!

Now I'm always trying to forget
so it can come again,

naturally, like the cat through the crack
in the window over the garage,

or the fallen leaves

that collect each night by the door.
--Nadia Herman Colburn


 
GILLIAN WELCH:

Everything is free now,
That's what they say.
Everything I ever loved,
I'm going to give it away.
Someone hit the big score.
They figured it out,
That we're gonna do it anyway,
Even if doesn't pay.

I can get a tip jar,
Gas up the car,
And try to make a little change
Down at the bar.

Or I can get a straight job,
I've done it before.
I never minded working hard,
It's who I'm working for.

Every day I wake up,
Come in a song.
But I don't need to run around,
I just stay home.

And sing a little love song,
My love, to myself.
If there's something that you want to hear,
You can sing it yourself.

'Cause everything is free now,
That what I say.
No one's got to listen to
The words in my head.

Someone hit the big score,
And I figured it out,
That we're gonna do it anyway,
Even if doesn't pay.