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High Summer
03:47
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HIGH SUMMER
Green leaves, full freedom
I can see ‘em from my room
Waving wildly in the wind
We are in the south at noon
See the Royal Poinciana
Florida Keys in repose
So close to the ocean
Feel the sand between my toes
Paradise is full of promise
A place where blooming petals never fall
It is high summer, high summer
I feel the wonder of it all
Guess the autumn will close in
Guess a cold front’s bound to come
Will it be stable or will it freeze?
It’s so rare where we’re from
We’ll most likely get the heat
100 degrees is fair
From the autumn to the winter
Lazing in the wicker chair
Paradise is full of promise
A place where blooming petals never fall
It is high summer, high summer
I feel the wonder of it all
I heard we once reached 109
That day back in ‘31
Monticello, ‘near the vine
But we are caught in an insect sun
The hot, the wet, and then the dry day
We call it the Sunshine State
Here comes another thunderstorm
Then the water melts away
Paradise is full of promise
A place where blooming petals never fall
It is high summer, high summer
I feel the wonder of it all
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2. |
My Day Would Come
03:43
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MY DAY WOULD COME
I was born into a world
Where the air was cold
But I knew one day
I would find the gold
It would be a long road
But my day would come
And I worked and I hustled
And I was on the attack
And I felt I’d suffered
They didn’t have my back
But it was a long road and I knew
My day would come
I was broken down
Down on my knees
On account of my own actions
I took a look around
At who was controlling this destiny
I thought it was someone,
Always someone other than me
Oh, many times
I’ve shaken my head
At all those who passed by my home
And took the trophy instead
It’s been a long road
But my day will come
A wise man
Looked at me and he said
Does your misfortune grow
In your heart or in your head?
It’s a long road
But my day will come
He said you’ve got to reason that
Experience is all you have
Experience, experience
You should look at it as an arch
If you wish to live the reality of your dreams
You must follow it
And you’ve got to realize
Oh, the arch will catch the sun as it gleams
Oh, there is no end, there will be no seams
So don’t cry, young lady
On this wonderful day
There is something right here
That will wash those tears away
At the end of it all
You might stop yourself and say
It was a long road, oh
And it was my day all along
It was my day all along
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3. |
Ramshackle Rita
03:28
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RAMSHACKLE RITA
By the side of the freeway
On a lazy mumblin’ morning
It always feels like Sunday
The river runs like a storm and
I’ve been thinking about all the time
We kicked around stale ideas
The lights shot up from the city
And we threw our fishing poles into the river
Hot tramp, sweet angel
Can you be everything to me?
You show potential
But never really crystallize
Ramshackle Rita, your bright light is killin’ me
Torturous turns of phrase
Angel is so amazed
She turns the light off
And lets the phonograph play
Wanderlust is not enough
Get to heaven on an omnibus
Baby when the feelin’ comes
Just remember the thought of us
Hot tramp, sweet angel
Can you be everything to me?
You show potential
But never really crystallize
Ramshackle Rita, your bright light is killin’ me
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4. |
Hellhounds
03:20
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HELLHOUNDS
I got to keep pushin’
Like some character in a novel
Or from a fantasy
Some highway ghost
With the hell-hounds on his trail
Footloose and fancy free
Oh, it’s fleeting
And you will take a beating
When the hellhounds catch up to you
But until you meet those creatures face to face
There are very few things you have to do
And for the most part, life has been easy for you
Just as it was for all those who came before
Oh, what is simple is true
Edith Piaf sings with soul, she’s got the blues
Hellhounds are on my trail
But I can’t complain
Darlin’ look at me, don’t you want me
To be someone who couldn’t fail?
Not even beneath this strain
Oh it’s fleeting
And you will take a beating
When the hellhounds catch up to you
But until you meet those hellhounds face to face
There are very few things you have to do
And for the most part, life has been easy for you
Just as it was for all those who came before
Oh, what is simple is true
Doesn’t it feel nice?
To be so close to where it all began
Doesn’t it feel nice?
To hold something sacred in your hand
Oh it’s fleeting
And you will take a beating
When the hellhounds catch up to you
But until you meet those hellhounds face to face
There are very few things you have to do
And for the most part, life has been easy for you
Just as it was for all those who came before
Oh, what is simple is true
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5. |
Shiny New Suit
03:48
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THE SHINY NEW SUIT
So he puts on his shiny new suit
His friends and family always told him he looked cute
He’s got a smug expression to boot
Walking along out on the avenue
A lady notices a sparkle in his eye
And his gallant stride beneath the burning sky
She says, “You are magnificent!”
He says, “That’s what I’ve been told”
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
He’s always been a student of wealth and health
You can see it by the books that line his shelf
He says, “When I’m gone,
My biography will speak for itself”
They get to the fancy restaurant
After a romantic little jaunt
And she looks over into the mirror
With the hopes of seeing a lovely pair
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
When she shrieks in horror
And drops like a sack to the floor
And she sees her companion unguarded
In the honest looking glass
He turns to it with eyes full of fright
Seems the devil’s pleas are blowing through the night
And sees himself in rags
Meek and lowly – like a string of sticks
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
And he darts out the door, never to return again
And looms like a scarecrow, crucified in the wind
He says, “I’ve seen myself
And I ain’t worth all the attention”
And he straightens himself up, from his collar to his boot
And realizes that there are many who live in fair repute
And he says, “Boy, they really made a fool out of me
And the illusion of my shiny new suit”
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
Take a look at yourself
Do you like what you see?
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6. |
Saint John's Road
03:58
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SAINT JOHN’S ROAD
You were lovely in the summer
I was feeling kind of small
I watched you through the thicket
Feeling like you’re 10 feet tall
If I could put that in a bottle
All the loveliness you have
But put nectar in a bottle (I don’t think I couldn’t get it)
It gets broken like a sieve
Down on Saint John’s Road
Got a box of Christmas chocolate
Got the cards up on the wall
You were in the kitchen cooking
Doing aerobics then cleaning a pan
It is nearly Christmas morning
And I think I lost my way
I am slumped down in a church pew
Guess tomorrow’s just a day
Down on Saint John’s Road
You had dreams by the truckload
Couldn’t hold ‘em in my hands
Then they disappeared one morning
While the thieves seized the land
I am just a character
In a story often told
About how the hero big on promise
Misses the boat and then grows old
Down on Saint John’s Road
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7. |
Big Things
03:40
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BIG THINGS
INTRO
I now know why the caged bird sings
He doesn’t worry about doing big things
VERSE
Mama told me
When I was young
You have things to do
Before you’re done
Walls to build,
Mountains to move
Fences to scale,
Points to prove
CHORUS
Big things
Big things
I think of all trouble they bring
Big things
Big things
I’m in the market
I’m doing big things
VERSE
They got here first
And they wiped out the natives
Planted a flag
And a bomb they inflated (ablated)
They kill the spirit,
And that’s what they’re for
Doing big things,
Behind closed doors
CHORUS
Big things
Big things
I think of all trouble it brings
Big things
Big things
Where are you baby?
Doin’ big things
BRIDGE
Oh, that’s a known profession
Oh, that was dad’s obsession
And that’s when you do superstition
Get it out there and take possession
VERSE
If I could build a business
Make it to scale
Even though some things
Are not for sale
Get a worker to be
A hammer and a nail
Drive hard on big things
And you’ll prevail
VERSE
I always thought
There was a little man
Behind the curtain
With a master/prudent/pipe-and-a plan
He’d ring the bell
When things were unfair
But there is no little wise man
Standing back there
CHORUS
Big things
Big things
I think of all trouble it brings
Big things
Big things
Where are you baby?
Doin’ big things
BRIDGE
Make money working, that’s called labor
Manage labor, that’s called management
Make money off that, that’s called ownership, Jim
Make money off people making money, that’s called finance, or original sin
VERSE
Something in the water
The disease that it brings
I ate with paupers
I dined with kings
We carry no water
We labor in rings
I see no value
In doing big things
CHORUS
Big things
Big things
I think of all trouble it brings
Big things
Big things
Where are you baby?
Doin’ big things
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8. |
Best I Could
03:30
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BEST I COULD
Did I hold you when you needed it?
Did I hold you when you cried?
Did I listen when you spoke?
Did I call it when you lied?
I did the best I could
Did I do a good job at lovin’ you?
Guess I did the best I could
Lead us not into temptation
Always do the things you should
I did the best I could
I was stolen by the moment
Did I love you in the cold?
Did I love you at the right time?
I was slumped there in a church pew
I did the best I could
Did I make you feel safe ?
Did I love you when you needed it
Did I hold you when it hurt?
Did I give you space to grow?
I did the best I could
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9. |
The Glamour Life
01:48
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THE GLAMOUR LIFE
Everywhere we go
I want to rock
I never really know
But I never want to stop
Roll the tour bus
Down that road
Ready to ignite
Ready to explode
Some educated blokes
In a cosmic rut
Find the right stage
To strut their stuff
It’s the age old play
The roles are the same
Change the hairstyle
Play the fame game
Oh yeah
This is what you want
Save up all your best
So you can flaunt
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
Café Amore
Fifth Avenue Court
Scenes start to blur
Faces distort
Walk through the palace
Like you’re on stilts
Overindulge
Fantasies wilt
All the educated blokes
Check their brains fast
Stash them in the closet
With their coat and hat
Better by the month
Wiser by the years
Open up the bottle
Wash away the tears
Oh yeah
This is what you want
Save up all your best
So you can flaunt
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
The Glamour Life
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10. |
Windows
02:35
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WINDOWS
He looks out his window…
There’s a lazy wind blowin’ through the trees
The whistle of the piccolo sounds in the night
There’s a dancing sky that’s starting to tease
The serenading bards who sing to the empty light
From wall to wall of each city
Writhe the lovers who search for something more
It’s a chore and, oh, it’s such a pity
That this drudgery is par for the course
He looks out his window…
The princess tries to sing from her soul
But it only comes from her mouth
She’s read about the terrors of the dustbowl
And the troubles of the soulful south
He can barely stand sitting
He almost jumps when he sees a lady
On the edge of manhood
He’s gone love-crazy
He opens the window…
He put on some cologne
And some new-smelling clothes
And tries to put on a presentable front
He got the giggles and the glares
And the nicely trimmed hair
Any girl should fall for this stunt
And he dreams of whispers on verandas
And love in the backseat
And nights full of white heat
He yearns for the smell of Sandra
Whose eyes sweep him off his feet
He closes his window…
He looks out his window…
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Ben Mish Seattle, Washington
Ben Mish writes songs and performs them frequently.
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