1. |
Every Few Days
04:36
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Every few days the floor needs sweeping
(Every few days, every few days)
The garbage is full, the sink is leaking
(Every few days, every few days)
Every few days there's a mess you've made
Bouncing checks, parking tickets you swore that you paid
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
--CHORUS--
The real world is killing me slowly
The real world is bringing me down
The real world is loving me only
As much as I let it, and nothing more
As much as I let it, and nothing more
Every few days the chopping block is
(Every few days, every few days)
Slashing a hole in both your pockets
(Every few days, every few days)
Every few days, raise a glass to your face
Strike a match for the years on your birthday cake
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
--CHORUS--
Every few you days, you're fine
Just a few days on the grind
You left your faith behind some other door
Which one, you don't know
Every few days you say...
Every few days you say...
--CHORUS--
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2. |
Called To Tell You
03:21
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I missed my father's 80th birthday
'Cause I was working nine to five
I didn't want to, but I was just too
Too busy thinking about
Cars, cash, and credit
How to establish myself a blanket
To secure me some savings for the years to come
I know nothing's ever over if I can prove
My intentions were good
So I search for something clever to say to you
But I can't
'Cause the action speaks for itself
Now I'm back to zero
--CHORUS--
I just called to tell you
Tell you I love you
Tell you I love you
I just called
Called to tell you, really nothing at all
You know how these things happen
I'm not quite sure what's been lacking
In my life
But I think it's likely it's you
I missed my first real anniversary
'Cause I was drinking by myself
Being an artist, yeah I was just too
Too busy dreaming about
Songs, fame, and romance
And "what a groovy night for a moondance"
I forgot, it's not groovy when you're all alone
I know nothing's ever over if I can prove
My intentions were good
So I search for something clever to say to you
But I can't
'Cause the action speaks for itself
Now I'm back to zero
--CHORUS--
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3. |
Hard For You
04:32
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He walks like a solider
Straight talker, a gold card heavy spender
Got a budget and a basket of things to see
But that soul for you is in me.
He makes you feel older
Folks say that he used to date Cinderella
Bought you two pairs of glass slippers, baby, just in case
But that soul for you is in me
--CHORUS--
It's gonna be hard for you
When I'm there
Like a ghost, haunting your headphones, passing through the air
It's gonna be hard for you
When I'm gone
And every day goes by...
I live in my own world
Make nothing for money, a daydream hustler
Not a loser, but I sure ain't exemplary
And that soul for you it's in me
I ain't no pretender
I maxed-out my gold card when I bought my Fender
Baby, all I got is music and groceries
And that soul for you, it's in me
--CHORUS--
Soul is a sign
Soul is a sine wave, waving goodbye
Goodbye from your heart, back to your mind
And every day goes by...
Standing you still
Soul is a pill
Slipped in the "time heals" drink
And the wine feels heavenly
Hearts don't trust in minds
'Cause every day goes by...
--CHORUS--
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4. |
White Picket Castle
05:42
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I have all my things away
In here, with me
I can get them when I need
But not today
What's the use in trying to stay
Inside the seams
Where you stitched your hopes and dreams
Back in the day
There are some who will always let you down
There are people who will chain your feet to the ground
White picket castles were built to fall down
--CHORUS--
This old sunken vessel is where I sleep
It's not worth a nickel but it pays my keep
Where's your white picket castle but where you seat yourself now?
Walk until my knees get weak
My eyes, they stare
Sunken, tangled in my hair
They comb the street
Spare a piece of something deep
For me to share
If it's something I can wear
It's yours to keep
There are some who will always let you down
There are people who will chain your feet to the ground
White picket castles were built to fall down
--CHORUS--
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5. |
You Could Never Know
02:28
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It's just the circumstance
Left with no choice or chance
It's affection, but it feels like abusive, yeah
"It's a facade," you say
I just don't feel that way
That's the house you built with bricks of excuses, yeah
--CHORUS--
You could never know how hard on myself I am
You could never know what the feeling's like
You can look around:
Whatcha see when you look within?
You could never know what the feeling's like
'Till you try
'Till you try
Collect my dividends
On the time that I spent
Trying to save us while you spent all the interest, yeah
On the college degree
Thought that might set you free, but
Turns out that freedom's just the price of admission, yeah
--CHORUS--
You can talk to me now
(I will listen if I can)
You can sleep with my friends
(It's probably for the best)
People all around will say:
"You're such a good example, man"
What will they be talkin' 'bout?
--CHORUS--
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6. |
Growing, Growing, Gone
04:47
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Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Little one
You were so tiny and growing, growing, growing
I didn't know you were going, going, going
And then one day you were gone
Gone into the life that was meant for your style
--CHORUS--
So smile, old Dad
'Cause that's the whole story
So smile, old Dad
'Cause that's the whole story
So smile, old Dad
So smile, so smile, so smile
Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Growing, growing, gone
Little one
Little one
You were so tiny and growing, growing, growing
I didn't know you were going, going, going
And then one day you were gone
Gone into the life that was meant for your style
--CHORUS--
Growing, growing, gone
Growing, growing, gone
Gone
Into the life that was meant for your style
So smile, smile, smile
--CHORUS--
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7. |
Brooklyn
02:51
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Packed a bookbag
Socks and sneakers, and dress shoes just in case
Sky bound for my home town
To the north shore on a Sunday
Gave a kiss to my lady friend
She's a sweet talk and a sweet taste
Gave thanks for my family
Thanks to my friends, I'm getting shitfaced
This Long Island, it's a desolate place
A far cry from my first love, Michigan
My sweet talk and my sweet taste
A long way from the long lost dreams
Left broken on a California freeway
This Brooklyn
Oh, Brooklyn...
--CHORUS--
You make Detroit feel so far away
And I've only
Known you a day
(I haven't even known you a day)
True like New York, but you lie like L.A.
And I've only
Known you a day
(I haven't even know you a day)
Hopped a subway
Straight from Bleecker to the Park Slope real estate
Looked around for a sit-down brunch
With all-you-can-eat poundcake
Found a few, maybe six or seven
Free coffee and free champagne
I hadn't seen such a free time living
Since my sixteenth birthday
This Long Island, it's a desolate place
A far cry from my first love, Michigan
My sweet talk and my sweet taste
A long way from the long lost dreams
Left broken on a California freeway
This Brooklyn
Oh, Brooklyn...
--CHORUS--
I've only known you a day
Known you a day
I've only know you a day
Known you a day
Known you a day
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8. |
Country Backroads
04:37
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Don't prevail, just do your best
Leave the fortune for the rest
Hang the necklace at your breast
Help me zip my denim vest
Stop the car and pick some fruit
Get you in your birthday suit
To the lake to have a swim
This is where it all begins
Leave the talking to the weak
We don't even have to speak
Twenty-three's the time to beat
Spend the rest on chocolate treats
Grab your bag and crack the beer
We'll drink the whole damn thing right here
With our souls so close, so near
Fifty feet from doves and deer
Lay the blanket in the sand
Curl your toes up in my hand
Now your wish is my command
On this ancient sacred land
I was driving, driving, driving, and I...
Lost my cell phone
We might get blown
But I know we'll get home
Drivin' on the country backroads
I'll lose my cell phone
We might get blown
But I know we'll get home
Drivin' on the country backroads
I'll lose my cell phone
We might get blown
But I know we'll get home
Drivin' on the country backroads
Drivin' on the country backroads
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I feel love, all the time
Even when my friends die young
With better intentions than they've got time
Inner wisdom can be hard to find
When you're addicted to the wine
Of everyone else's wishes for your life
But you're a gift to all of life
And you're a lucky mother if you get to live to twenty five
--CHORUS--
I feel love, all the time
All around me
All the time
I feel love, all the time
All around me
All the time
I feel love, all the time
I feel love, all the time
Even when you told me I
Couldn't be the one for you, I was fine
And I never cried so heavy in my life
But it's a gift to feel your eyes
Blow up like torrential rain clouds in the sky
Swelling with wisdom you can't seem to find
Sending an invitation: you're alive
--CHORUS--
Somebody called me a fag today
'Cause of the shoes I wear
And they're the only pair
I ever bought myself
They cost me a hundred bucks
And I was proud of it
Because I worked for that shit
But I didn't work that hard
So now I feel kinda bad
'Cause you know I never had
To grow up without a mom
To grow up without a dad
I never worked in a factory
Or carried somebody else's shit up a mountain
I never drank from a rusty lead pipe out of a separate water fountain
I wanna be free today
I wanna be free tomorrow
I wanna be free forever
I just wanna love my woman
I wanna be free today
I wanna be free tomorrow
I wanna be free forever
--CHORUS--
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Theo Katzman Los Angeles, California
Big Heart.
High Voice.
Strong Song.
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