LYRICS
Broken People
(All lyrics and music by Jim Butterfield)
My Best
September (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I recall it was in Autumn, near the end of September The leaves were turning, bet you didn’t think that I
would remember A Black & White wedding in Queens, I met your whole
family Afraid somehow I might make a scene On my best behavior drinking Pepsi in the hall But coke in the stall CHORUS My best September – Like our own movie scene My best September – Rockin’ ‘round in NYC And thanks to you, Gina T., it forever will be In my thoughts, and my dreams In my heart, thanks to your schemes My best September – My best September My little social guide, you taught me all the sites
of Manhattan A city girl who knew the world, and just how
everything happens You took me to your favorite haunt, that West
Broadway restaurant Underneath the table cloth, you slipped your foot
between my legs, as if to say You could always laugh me off CHORUS BACKING VOCALS Memories aren’t always quite what occurred But they fill in the blanks, crystalize what was
blurred
It’s Not Fair (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I went down to the river; they say that’s where
you’re supposed to go I didn’t know what I’d find there, my crooked river
doesn’t even flow I don’t know, where to go, I’m emotionally sore So I think, then I drink, that just upsets me even
more I don’t….Just don’t….Oh, no Tried to…Tried to…Oh, no Stumbled down to the railroad tracks, I used to walk
them as a kid The way I felt then did not come back, but the
words…they finally did Now I know, what to say, but I don’t want to be “that
guy” I guess you, knew it too, so I’ll just have to try to
say CHORUS I don’t love you anymore Tried to tell you so many times before It’s just that I have no other choice, and it hurts
me just to think it, but I don’t love you anymore It’s not fair Wandered into a local church, head in my hands down
on my knees Back to basics and first thing’s first, I prayed my
best “God help me please” You don’t know, how this feels, I never pictured it
this way It’s not fair, just not fair, but I’m the one who has
to say it CHORUS
Instigators (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) Well, the Instigators are just Fabricators They’re invested in a narrative they never show They’re always up-tight, outa sight, talking trash
afraid to fight They claim to be the experts, but they never know But I know… MINI CHORUS (2, 4, 6, 8….who do we
appreciate?) Well, the indoctrinators show up some time later They’re the ones who cannot do, they teach your kids
and you They’re ivory tower pencil necks who navigate to
moral wreck They really hate their lives, and hope that you do
too And it’s true… CHORUS It aint nothing but beautiful lies
(1, 2, 3, 4….we’ve got more than you can score) And they’re programmed to prey on your minds
(5, 6, 7, 8….we’ve got more than you can take) If you wanna be lemmings, I don’t mind (9, 10, 11, 12….we’ve got more than you can spell) But I can’t take it Now those instigators become promulgators They feed it to the talking heads, they’re really
dumb They got their scripted talking points, they hang out
at the same old joints They inundate your senses ‘til you’re really numb But I know… CHORUS (1, 2, 3, 4….let me hear
you stomp the floor) (push ‘em back, push ‘em back, way back) (hold that line, hold that line, kick ‘em in the
ass and do it one more time)
Point Of
No Return (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I never said that this would be easy We always knew this could be so hard Our temporary has finally gone too far CHORUS Through all
those smoke-filled juke box joints But now we
finally got here We’re at the
point…of no return Broken promises, broken people There isn’t really much more to say A sentimental fake kiss And we’re on our way Don’t pretend this is not the end Don’t pretend that we can be just friends No more rules to break No more rules to bend CHORUS I really
hate to disappoint Because we
finally got here We’re at the
point… It took so
long to get here But it was
quick to disappoint Looks like
we finally got here We’re at the
point…of no return
BRIDGE We finally reached that place Turning back’s just not an option And both of us realize that now But if ever we hit a patch And fall in to despair I know you would still care (you would still care) And I’d go anywhere (I would go anywhere) We know we both would always be there CHORUS And it took years to get here I really hate to disappoint you But we finally got here We’ve reached the point…
It took so long to get here I really hate those Juke Box Joints Looks like we finally got here We’re at the point…of no return
REPEAT CHORUSES AND “LA-LA’S” WITH SOLO
Rings of
Saturn (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I can still see the rings of Saturn Dancing in her eyes But all at once it just didn’t matter And much to my surprise
CHORUS It was over in moments Not hours, not days, not weeks (“not months” on
last chorus) Don’t know what they told her, but I know her And I’ll never get her back Sometimes I think that this isn’t real I like to fool myself Hard to express how I really feel At least to someone else Don’t make the same mistake Don’t look into my eyes There are no planets there Just the tears I’ve cried CHORUS BRIDGE Something tells me that deep inside, something’s just
not right But this time it is just black or white She either lying, or just a fool, only one who knows
is her I’m not sure which one I prefer CHORUS I can still see the rings of Saturn dancing in her
eyes
Merry-Go-Round (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) Well I got my spot, my lucky spot I hope tonight that spot is hot And I can still kick back a couple of drinks Cuz on the Merry-Go-Round you don’t have to think,
and CHORUS I’m gonna
play it anyway And you can
bail me out from the lost & found I got my
little white ball, and my Merry-Go-Round
Well I met a little girl down Reno way She taught me how to play the game a different way We ended up in Tahoe, and we changed our names Then she took me upstairs to play a different game,
but CHORUS I don’t care what people say I’m gonna play it anyway And you can bail me out from the lost & found I got my little white ball, and my Merry-Go-Round
BRIDGE Or maybe
just red, if that’s what I said Black or
red, no in-between Unless of
course, it turns up green And if it’s
green, that’s not my scene I’m better
off banging on a slot machine Odd or even
is not my style I pick a
couple of numbers, play my lucky pile (alright) INTRO When we got downstairs, she proposed a dare The black and red, she said, just didn’t seem fair And when it hit green, it paid off seventeen So I bought that girl a diamond ring because CHORUS I don’t care what people say I’m gonna play it anyway And you can bail me out from the lost & found I got my little white ball, and my Merry-Go-Round
BRIDGE I hope it’s black Or maybe just red, if that’s what I said Black or red, no in-between Unless of course, it turns up green And if it’s green, that’s not my scene I’m better off banging on a slot machine Odd or even is not my style I pick a couple of numbers, play my lucky pile When I bet black, I don’t look back Sometimes it’s red, if that’s what I said Black or red, no in-between Unless of course, it turns up green
Inside
Your Dream (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I think for just one night I slept inside your dream It was a pleasant sight With flowing gentle streams There was a beautiful garden there Truly quite the picturesque scene Humming birds and flowers there of yellow and green Last night I slept inside your dream It was a beautiful thing Along the path, I ran into Someone who looked like me He asked me where I could find you And then, what did I see That beautiful garden Was slowly turning brown No longer flowers and trees there of yellow and green Last night I slept inside your dream Didn’t mean to change anything BRIDGE Dreams aren’t intended to be heard or seen Certainly not to be shared But, if by chance, you sleep in someone’s dream You might learn too much, more than you care SOLO I tried to find a way to leave A door to get me out The flowers now had poison leaves The humming birds, now owls I finally found a portal crack And when I turned around The garden colors were changing back to yellow and
green Last night I slept inside your dream Didn’t mean to change anything Last night I slept inside your dream
Epic
Fail (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I had a real good plan At least it felt that way It was a victimless pseudo-crime But now I rue that day It started with a telephone photograph But it spiraled out of all my control I thought maybe it would be good for a laugh But now I know (It’s just another fail) Now everybody in New York And all those dregs in L.A. Even my friends up in Cleveland Aren’t sure what they should say I always thought I could be somebody But reality has finally set in I guess I realized I’m nobody Is that my sin? Within a week, I’m infatuated Within a month, I’m stuck here in jail And all those dreams that I inflated Well, they’re just another epic fail I’m going through the motions My empty bag of tricks I finally stumbled on the notion This is something I can’t fix I had a thousand-dollar bill in my pocket But I ended up in Florida Hell No matter how I try to spin or ignore it This won’t end well Within a week I’m making bank Within a month, I’m stuck here in jail I guess I know who I should thank It’s just another epic fail SOLO At first, I was riding so high I never thought that I would land in jail Now all my friends are waving goodbye It’s just another epic fail I’m stuck here in a Florida prison I really wish someone would pay my bail Unless there’s something here that I am missing This is just another, just another, just another epic
fail
There
Goes The Bride (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) He met her at a kissing booth At the County Fair He should have known right then He should have known right there There was something with this girl that’s not quite
right Perhaps she even posed a future risk of flight CHORUS 1 Streaming
tears down her face She can’t
decide If this is
her time or place And her
friends have seen this all before It never
gets too old, I’m sure Bye-bye,
Bye-bye There goes
the bride A wedding set for June So it could be outdoors It seemed to me too soon Had she done this before? Something about her struck me as obsolete Like land lines, cursive, 8-track tapes,
head-over-feet CHORUS 2 There goes the bride Crocodile tears down her face
She couldn’t decide Just what she wanted to face And she creates another pretty mess As she collects another wedding dress Bye-bye, Bye-bye There goes the bride
BRIDGE She got something old and something new She got something borrowed and something blue All those things her mother told her to do Now the only thing she doesn’t have…Is the groom SOLO CHORUS 3 There goes the bride Streaming tears down her face
She can’t decide If this is her time or place Now her friends and family are not sold They’ve seen it all before, or so I’m told Bye-bye, Bye-bye There goes the bride
There goes the bride
There goes the bride…
I Think (Words & Music
by Jim Butterfield) I Think, therefore I am Don’t think, you can change me, you can’t If you really want to be confused, walk a mile in my
shoes It’s the least that you can do…..I think I walk, like a man with a plan I talk, like I know who I am If I really had this figured out, I’d be a
billionaire, no doubt But until then let’s twist and shout…..I walk BRIDGE They say that all good things will come to those who
wait What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger They seem to say so many things, but who the hell are
they? I’ve said it before, I won’t wait too much longer I sing, cuz I never liked poetry I shrink, at the thought of notoriety If I really had a master plan, I’d be the nazz I’d be
the man Instead I do the best I can…..and I sing And I walk And I think Oh yes, I think |
LYRICS
Another Day In Paradise
(All lyrics and music by Jim Butterfield)
Paradise Just another day in paradise As I stumble down this crooked road Livin’ the dream and getting’ bad advice ‘Til my brain encounters overload I won’t forget, but no regrets, I realize I’m not
dead yet Seems like this happens every day (every day) A little medicine might do me good But I took that cure three years ago Know what I shouldn’t do, and what I should And what I shouldn’t do, I’ll just let go Don’t hang me up, don’t let me down I feel better when you’re around This doesn’t happen every day Impossible circumstances clouded all my dreams They followed me everywhere,
every day
(every day) But improbable happenstances were not all they seemed I can make everything okay (alright, alright,
alright) My latest day here in paradise Was the same as any other day The only difference is I realize It’s up to me to make this all okay Yes now I know, it’s plain to see I’m like a prisoner set free I hope this happens every day
(every day)
The One
That Got Away (This Bird Has Flown) Went for a ride in Bill’s brand new car And we didn’t have to drive too far Bird and a friend were having trouble Bill and I were seeing double We ended up at Ganim’s Bar And now it didn’t take very long Maybe the drinks Al poured were double-strong It wasn’t quite the same For Bill and “What’s-Her-Name” But Bird and I sang Karaoke, off-key all night long
That was the one who looked my way
But she’s the one that got away Now you know it isn’t much like me I don’t impress the girls that easily We had a million things in common Like Beatles, gin and ramen So we knew that it was meant to be Just like a train you can’t slow down Well, we were seen all over town And one night it was official When the contents of her satchel Were a toothbrush, pillow and “Goodnight Moon”
nightgown
She was the one that came to stay
But she’s the one that got away Now if I had one hundred bucks For every time I’ve had bad luck I’d be rich as Rockefeller But not a happy fella Cause I’m always getting myself stuck Now depending on whose side you own It’s hard to say which one felt more “out-grown” And even Billy was surprised He read it with his own two eyes The simple note she left just said “This Bird has
flown”
This Bird has flown
She’s the one that got away
No Way
To Roam Ginny and Pete met at the Greyhound station Planning their latest trip to God-knows-where They had enough money saved from working Interstate
exits To buy a couple of one-way fares Now Ginny looks cute in a tramp kinda way, and Pete
can pretty much hold his own So when they clean up from working at the Interstate
exits You could swear they both have jobs and a home CHORUS They might think they’ve found
the way
(he/they/you) But I guarantee it’s not Stumbling through another day Just remember what you’ve got Listen to what people say Not every house is a home Wandering far from home
(all alone) Is no way to roam Now Suicide Jack with his hair slicked back He thinks he’s some kind of self-made man In an era gone by you’d call him some kind of grifter Or at least maybe a confidence man When he’s not dealing smack, he’s in his basement
pitch-black Playing GTA ‘til break of dawn And when he wakes up at four, he does it all like
before Can’t figure out where all his money has gone Ginny and Pete stepped off the Greyhound bus Under the desert sun of God-knows-where Pete puts on a stolen pair of Ray-Ban glasses The sun shines bright on Ginny’s platinum hair Now Ginny loves Pete, and it’s a fait accompli When he presents her with a pawnshop ring The platinum band matches her bleached hair strands Cubic Zirconia’s her new favorite thing
When
Crystal Shatters My perfect masterpiece was crystalline But as it often seems to go these days Everything changed when life got in the way (now I
say) CHORUS I tell myself that it doesn’t matter I tell myself oh well, hell, who cares The problem is that when crystal shatters Shards fly everywhere Pretty soon I’m on the second verse It isn’t better, it just might be worse I’m digging holes and running out of time This plan is really not so crystalline (Oh, I know) BRIDGE Stumbling through broken glass and twisted debris A wasteland as far as the eye can see All the King’s horses, and all the King’s men Couldn’t put my crystal back
together again
So now it’s come down to a matter of time A shattered masterpiece, once crystalline Just one more thing before I have to go I’d say “I’m sorry”, but I think you know
Psycho
Girl Psycho Girl came to town last week Looking to hone her ubique mystique Along with her sidekick, “Space Cadet” This duo is something you can’t forget She messes with lives and she plays with minds Not what you’d call the empathetic kind If screwing up lives is a superpower Then Psycho and Space are “Girls of the Hour” CHORUS And everyone knows by now There’s no match for that psycho power She appears to be everywhere Then vanishes in thin air…. she’s The Psycho Girl When I met her I was quite unaware Of the mystical powers she could share She seemed like a mild-mannered girl Like everyone else in this mixed-up world Then eventually as if by fate I discovered the Psycho Girl too late Her powers immense, and her mission clear To make my life miserable, now and here Bridge She’s an alternate universe Superman Wreaking chaos and pain the best she can With her fists on her hips, she does proclaim Lies, Injustice, and The Psychotic Way! Psycho and Space left as they came Surviving to fight another day If you want your own upside-down world Find your own personal Psycho Girl
Jersey
Mary I met a Jersey Girl, who thought she knew the world I think it happened in a club down in Soho She gave me such a dirty glance, and after just one
dance Tried to convince me that I shouldn’t stay solo CHORUS Mary, Mary, Mary you look so
fine But I just don’t
have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey
Mary, you’re so damn cute
But you’re a
substitute, this just couldn’t be fun (no way) Mary had too much to drink, at least that’s what I
think She ended passed out on the bar in a coma The only I.D. I could make, was obviously fake She’s not some California girl from Sanoma (she’s
from Jersey) LONG CHORUS Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just couldn’t be
fun You’re so fine, but not mine Maybe another place, or just some other time Mary, Jersey Mary, gotta get you home But I was on my own, and she
was no help at all (Oh, no) I carried Mary to the PATH, and with a little math I figured twenty’d get her halfway through Jersey I pinned a letter to her sweater, for the Transit
Cops who met her “Hi, I’m Mary.
I live somewhere in Jersey” (get down)
END CHORUSES Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just wouldn’t be
fun You’re alright, not tonight I gotta balance all my options, pick the one that
seems right Mary, Jersey Mary, it was fun for a while But it’s just not my style, to look the other way Fine, fine - Mary of mine You were the Valentine, that I never had Mary, Mary, Mary you look so fine But I just don’t have time, to train another one Mary, Jersey Mary, you’re so damn cute But you’re a substitute, and this just wouldn’t be
right (no way) (No….not tonight)
It’s All
Good She twirls the curls in her hair, and mentions
something distracting It’s better to let her pretend, it’s almost like
she’s play-acting She stares off in space to a place, a place where no
one can hurt her And repeats, and repeats, and repeats as if I never
heard her She says CHORUS It’s all good…..But I don’t believe her I don’t wanna leave her
2)
She’s my little deceiver
It’s just I’m not a believer
2) I
just wish I believed her It’s all good…..She tells me over and over Like that song Crimson and
Clover
2) It’s just like crimson and clover 3)Some kind
of crimson and clover Sometimes I don’t even know her
3)
Not sure that I even know her Once upon a time, back in time, the answers came
before I would ask her All the goals we set were always met, they ended
happily ever after But fairy tales often fail, at least that’s what the
cynical tell us I don’t wanna believe that it’s true, but only heaven
can help us Now she says CHORUS If a friend can pretend, not to notice the pain
that’s inside her Then
it’s better to let her go on, as if I
didn’t know her I don’t wanna say it’s Okay, and hope she’ll finally
discover Maybe someday or someway, she’ll realize that I
really love her Until then, she says
That’s What You Get
The Punks and the Rockers, Motor-Town Hip-Hoppers Think they got it all figured out Rock-A-Billy Poets who don’t really know it Some just twist, and some just shout Glamor Rocker Wannabe’s, and indie has-beens just
like me Looking for a wink and a nod Don’t forget the K-Pop, Grunge and Modern Power Pop They’re auto-tune Rock Legend Gods Lock ‘em in a padded room, and give them each a gun They’ll form a circular firing squad That’s what they’ll get…..That’s what they’ll get The girls in the back seat, groovin’ to the down-beat Waiting for the drugs to kick in They don’t pretend to care about, anything you talk
about They’ll tell you when it’s time to begin Everything is better when you tell her that you’ll
let her Just pretend it’s one big joke The new age is back stage, never act your real age Can’t fix something if it ain’t broke A friendly game between friends of Russian Roulette But don’t forget which one of you last spoke…..That’s
what you get CHORUS That’s what you get You stupid Get This ain’t over yet That’s what you get The latest iteration of a dysfunctional nation Is appearing right before your eyes Dystopian Nirvana with a hint of Che Guevara Telling pure sectarian lies A Marxist protégé’s your daughter’s latest fiancé’ But he’s telling you he knows where it’s at They’ll infiltrate your T.V. set, invent a
proletariat You shoulda known better than that The FBI and IRS are in on the joke I guess we know who’ll get the final laugh…..That’s
what you get BRIDGE A little bit of common sense can go a long way But none of that is common today Did you miss the warning signs, or did you forget? Be careful what you wish for, or you just might
regret Be careful what you wish for, or you just might
regret Be careful what you wish for, or you just might
regret You ain’t seen nothin’ yet…..That’s what you’ll get The Secular Society replaced religiosity The lemmings all joined the same team The Congress and the Parliament became the latest
sacrament Genuflect before the machine Five thousand years of moral law, and lessons learned
from Ma and Pa They’re all just so “passé” A narcissistic generation, supersedes good education For ego, fortune or fame When God becomes a party joke To neo-cons and common folk That’s just “end of game”…..That’s what you get
Donna Jimmy and Donna sat on the rug, but they didn’t know
what to say So they started to hug, and they thought about love,
but they didn’t know what to say And all day long I am sitting singing songs Singing to the little girl who never sings along But Donna, I could have told you this would happen ‘Cause you never do things the way I want you to And Donna, I always knew that this would happen ‘Cause you never do things the way I want you to Now Jimmy and Donna had a big fight, weren’t sure
what it was all about So they fought, and they fought, and they fell out of
love Never figured out what it was about And all day long I’m still sitting singing songs Singing for a little girl who
never sings along (like this)
-BRIDGE- Now Jimmy and Donna drifted apart, and they went
their own separate ways And they knew from the start, in this matter of
heart, they just didn’t know what to say And all day long I just sit here singing songs Singing for the little girl who never sang along But Donna, she always told me this would happen ‘Cause I never did things the way she asked me to Yes Donna, we always knew that this would happen ‘Cause we never did things the way we needed to Every once in a while, I’m on the rug and I smile,
and I think of that little girl And I just kinda shrug, when I think of her love, the
difference it could have made to my world
Take It
Back It seemed so obvious to me, that this is how it’s
meant to be I had it figured out, without a doubt, I finally was
going to be free Guess not so obvious to you, that memo didn’t make it
through You liked the status quo, go with the flow, and all
the time you thought that I did too CHORUS So now I’m tossing and
turning from burning my bridges before I knew the facts
and confirming that I just can’t take this back Thought this was temporary love, not something sent
from up above Thought this was one-and-done, a little fun, but now
it seems that push has come to shove You say you’ve heard it all before, but this was
going to be more Not just a passing thing, a two-week fling, you say
it’s time to even up the score DOUBLE CHORUS So now I’m tossing and turning from burning my
bridges before I knew the facts and confirming that I just can’t
take this back I’m coming and going; I’m flowing with punches before I knew the facts, and now knowing that I just can’t
take this back Sometimes you get what you deserve, this time my life
threw me a curve It’s time to suck it up, drink the cup, and show that
I can muster up the nerve You are not without any blame; this thing will never
be the same We’ll have to change the rules, and change the tools,
this thing called love is no longer a game
Turn Out
Well I had a dream, at least it feels like that today It wasn’t what it seemed, so what more can I say? That’s my story that I’m sticking to, that’s the
story I will tell Things like this never turn out well Her form was ever-flowing, a Siren in the mist Her lips a hologram, I never could quite kiss Imagination is a funny thing; it never lets you down Opportunities you think you lost, well they’re
eventually all found And every story has a perfect ending so much so that
I fell But things like this rarely
turn out well
In that moment of hesitation, you search inside your
soul In the blink of an eye, it slips away If you measure accomplishments by everything you’ve
gained No reason it has to end this way That form’s no longer fleeting, it’s right here in my
midst And talk of true love can be sealed with a kiss Real life is a funny thing, we’ve both learned that
my friend Opportunities and risks untaken, they rarely come
again If you’re looking for a happy ending, you’re the one
who has to sell |
LYRICS
Luckiest Guy In The World
(All lyrics and music by Jim Butterfield)
How It Goes This is how it starts Thick as thieves whenever we’re together Never far apart Always seems it’s getting so much better In between the sheets And in between the promises Always let your feelings show Glass three quarters full And always filling up again And everybody knows… CHORUS
That’s just how it goes Where it goes, nobody knows Chasing dreams, don’t let them go Cuz that’s just how it goes This is where it leads Those routines you follow to the letter Never what it seems Always feels like something could be better In between routines Life gets complicated Someone let their feelings show Glass is still half full But leaks are almost everywhere And everybody knows… CHORUS SOLO This is how it ends Never thought for worse instead of better Tough to comprehend Guess it’s true that nothing lasts forever In between the schemes We’ve broken all the promises Never let your feelings show The world will little note It’s best to just get over it Cuz everybody knows… CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS Last Angel in the Typing Pool You weren’t the first, you won’t be the last But you’re the only one Try another strategy, but not too fast ‘Cause you’re the only one Check the roster of the company Take a look around the room You’re the last angel in the typing pool Some girls like you think they’re the best But they can never wait their turn If you think you’re better than all the rest You’ve got a lot to learn All I ever wanted first was just a day or two But the bad turned to worse, so now it’s up to you Take a hint from Mother Nature Take a look around the room You’re the last (last angel) You’re the last (last living angel) You’re the last (last) angel in the typing pool Everybody in the office is so amused All the other secretaries are so confused But Laurie, this time, I think that you could be the
one ‘Cause you’re the last (last) angel in the typing
pool SOLO You’re the last (last angel) You’re the last (last living angel) You’re the last (last) angel in the typing pool Last angel in the typing pool Last angel in the typing pool Let Me Out Life doesn’t happen in a vacuum Things don’t just magically appear I’m re-evaluating, I’m re-incorporating And I don’t have much But I know what I have, it just isn’t enough And there must be more I gotta find out a way, I gotta even the score Let me out, I can’t take this I’ve never been a quitter, but it’s time to reset Let me out, I can’t fake this Before I do a foolish thing I’m sure I’ll regret Let me out! Pretending used to be an option But I can’t play that anymore No matter what the cost is, it’s time to cut my
losses And I’ve paid my dues I’m sick of this losing, singing the blues And enough’s enough I gotta get out of town; I’m finally calling your
bluff Let me out, I can’t take this Smoke and mirrors are infectious, but you don’t have
a clue Let me out, I can’t fake this The bridges are all burned, nothing else I can do The things you do are hurting me bad The things you say are making me sad I’m sorry to be leaving you on such a low note But I’ve run out of options and we’re not gonna vote Let me out! Let me out! SOLO And I don’t have much But I know what I have, it just isn’t enough And there must be more I gotta find out a way, I gotta even the score Let me out, I can’t take this I’ve never been a quitter, but it’s time to reset Let me out, I can’t fake this Before I do a foolish thing I’m sure I’ll regret The things you do are hurting me bad The things you say are making me sad I’m sorry to be leaving you on such a low note But I’ve run out of options and we’re not gonna vote Let me out! Let me out! Let me out! Dream Sequence Not sure I really deserved this I doubt that anybody does Reliving with a persistence (over and over and over) But still the answer’s “just…..because” I can see you in colors (And black and white) I can feel you in sound (But not in sight) No sounds I cannot hear This picture’s crystal clear But something doesn’t seem right Feels like a… CHORUS Dream Sequence…..Almost aware, but never quite there Dream Sequence…..Grasping at straws, and gasping for
air Dream Sequence…..This is where it always seems to end 2) Sometimes seems like it will never end 3) God, sometimes I wish that
it would end
And now it haunts me too often No way to fool or to pretend The jagged edges won’t soften (over and over and
over) A burden hard to comprehend When the plot starts to thicken (The band starts to play) It’s really leading nowhere (Not much to say) I try to rearrange There’s nothing I can change It always plays the same way Feels like a… CHORUS SOLO Somehow it never changes (Same old mistakes) And every time it’s not fair (Too much to take) Don’t fade away on me There’s so much more to see Afraid that I might awake From this strange… CHORUS END Wake Up Jeannie thinks I’m crazy She’s been telling me that for years I tell her “No, I’m just lazy” But that won’t wipe away her tears So wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…the alarm
clock won’t stop ringing Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…the opportunity
is fleeting The definition of insanity Is in the dictionary next to a big picture of me If you were in my shoes I’m sure that this is what
you’d do It’s not that easy…..It isn’t easy at all Co-workers say that I’m lazy They’ve been telling me that for a while I go through motions half-hazy I just won’t go that extra mile Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…Those telephones
keep ringing Get up (get up!)…Straighten up (wake up!)…the
opportunity is waning The definition of insanity Is in the dictionary next to a big picture of me I never thought that it would get so bad, or go so
far It’s not that easy….Or maybe, really it is I had an even chance Just like everybody else But I forgot to dance And now I’ve scripted this tragic, comic romance SOLO Jeannie still thinks I’m crazy I haven’t seen her now for months I guess I better, just maybe Have a plan, at least this once Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…the pendulum is
swinging Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…all I do is sit
here thinking Wake up (wake up!)…Straighten up (get up!)…my ship’s
not coming in Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…I guess I better
learn to swim Wake up (wake up!)…Get up (get up!)…my Titanic’s
slowly sinking Get up (get up!)…Wake up (wake up!)…and that band
just won’t stop playing Fine Fine Fine I was drinking when I wrote this song So excuse me if the words don’t rhyme Then again, you know, it doesn’t matter ‘Cause it’s really just a matter of time Just a matter of time Before I change all the words Convince myself that I didn’t really mean it And it comes out sounding just absurd But I’m fine If you wanna be something you’re not It’s as easy as just losing your mind But your mind is the best thing you’ve got So don’t lose something you might not find I guess I’m better off fooling myself That way only one person gets hurt Or be painfully true to myself I’m not sure I know which one is worse CHORUS But I’m fine, at least here in my mind I tell myself all the time, it drives me out of my
mind 1) And I made that line rhyme 2) And another line
rhymes 3) And now the whole song rhymes Because I’m fine, fine, fine
The funny thing about all of this shit Is that friends all think they know what’s best They give advice ‘til they think that it fits But I’m the one who puts it to the test I’m not sure if I’m fooling myself But I’m sure that something really hurts This can’t be good for my physical health Can’t go on for even one more verse CHORUS BRIDGE Just like Alice, I mix love with malice And I’m stuck inside this looking glass Eat this, drink that, Tweedledum and tweedle that And grin just like a Cheshire Cat I had a dream, I met a Queen, But I woke up in a pool of tears I’m as tired as a dormouse, stuck inside a small
house It doesn’t really matter “Cause I’m mad as a Hatter CHORUS Don't Close That Door Don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be lost at such a cost and all alone
again Don’t turn your back in vain Don’t treat this like it’s some kind of game The faster you choose, the harder you lose The more you inflict the pain Half the way’s not far enough All the way’s not better To find a way means such a lot to you But don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be stuck, and out of luck, and on
your own again Just give it one more try A soulmate is oh so hard to find It’s better to give, and finally live Surrender and find out why Everything you want you have to wait for Tomorrow always seemed so far away When, in fact, it’s better than that But you never let me in Just let me in…..Please let me in Half the way’s not far enough All the way’s not better To find a way means such a lot to you But don’t close that door again If you do you’ll lose your only friend And then you’ll be lost at such a cost and all alone
again Don’t turn your back in vain Don’t treat this like it’s some dumb game The faster you choose, the harder you lose The more you inflict the pain Don’t close that door again Don’t close that door again Tropical Shuffle I took a major leave of absence A minor interlude to island nations A culture now within my access An introduction to the slowing process A foreign concept, involving rhythm It’s not like anything at all The Tropical Shuffle It’s just the Tropical Shuffle I wish I’d stayed around there It’s far too late, now I’ve gone away I let that tropical feeling…..slip away Returning home I found it shocking That no one knows this form of foreign dancing Misunderstanding what I’m feeling A puzzled look at what I find appealing It’s like a slowdown, it’s not a Motown It’s not like anything at all The Tropical Shuffle I miss the Tropical Shuffle…..DO IT! I wish I’d stayed around there It’s far too late, now I’ve gone away I let that tropical feeling…..slip away Now it’s a permanent vacation I’ve left behind a fading generation The satisfaction I’ve recovered I won’t go back until they’ve all discovered And now I’m happy, so very happy Someday they’ll see what I have found The Tropical Shuffle I do the Tropical Shuffle Slip away, slip away, slip away Misinformation Nobody ever cared, what I would have to share Nobody ever asked me why, nobody even dared Now they can’t win, they’re all invested in –
Misinformation No way anyone can avoid – Misinformation The people in the bar, all walked me to my car They said it was frustration, but I know it’s not
that far I don’t know why, those people by – Misinformation Somebody told me I was breaking down I never read it in the news, how did that get around? My family says I’m crazy, and my friends agree I guess it’s just a question
of what each one sees
I didn’t catch the name, never learned to play this
game But now I’m in the driver’s seat and I don’t feel the
same Now everybody knows, but nobody cares –
Misinformation Picture of a man who never got a break The scene of retribution was my last mistake I’d contemplate solutions if I only could Without the information, this just can’t be good CHORUS I’ve got my own way of living (you’re on your own) I’ve got a new set of values (you’re on your own) Some kind of new revelation (you’re on your own) Misinformation’s everywhere/never free SOLO And now I have to laugh, I’m never going back I’ve played out all my options, now the chance has
turned to fact I can’t stand pat, I have to fight all that –
Misinformation Somebody told me I was breaking down I never read it in the news, how did that get around? My family says I’m crazy, and my friends agree I guess it’s just a question
of what each one sees
CHORUS Luckiest Guy In The World I don’t know, when I knew But I knew it must be somewhere Any day, every day Was the same as being nowhere Now every day is like a revelation And everything’s brand new I finally realized… CHORUS I’m the luckiest guy in the world And now I know And I should never have doubted The luckiest guy in the world I learned out how I wanna jump up and shout it The luckiest, luckiest, luckiest guy in the world I’m the luckiest guy in the world I guess I always knew It’s all because of you You might say, in a way I ran out of second chances Growing up, giving up In and out of life’s romances Funny how when things are least expected They hit you in the head Now it’s plain to see… CHORUS BRIDGE Don’t need to dwell upon mistakes made in the past That’s not gonna change things anyway I just need to tell myself that you are here at last The past doesn’t matter No, it doesn’t really matter It doesn’t matter anymore…’cause CHORUS |