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Baseball Park
02:54
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BASEBALL PARK
suckin on a daydream popsicle stick
sticky in my hand
get rid of it quick
blue sky darkens n the big drops fall
like middle eastern bullets
makin blood marks on a wall
+ a temporary lover write a chocolate poem on a
lampshade silouette
watch her shoulders shake like the prettiest girl
in that Mexican movie roadtrip
crying + cuming at the same time,
you wonder
what’s it gonna be tonight?
I really want t know you
helium voices crack a window pane
+ a Star Wars kid s cuttin lines o cocaine
fire up a baby carriage throw it off the roof
it's rainin out but you dont care yr heart is bullet proof
you see what I see yes I think you do
but ya never can be sure
cuz it’s hot t be cool
at least yr feelin something
like a baseball park on the tip of yr finger
I really want t know you I really wanna see you tonight
will ya mess me up ...real good?
yr heart in my hand like a kick drum in a band
ricochet down a wire like a walkie talkie tin can
I think Im getting stupider
like a disco boy on a brand new drug
I really want t know you I really wanna see you tonight
you see what I see yes I think you do
but ya never can be sure
cuz it’s hot t be cool
at least yr feelin something
like a baseball park on the tip of yr finger
I really want to know you
I really want to see ya tonight
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Hit In The Face
03:32
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Hit In The Face
streets i walk in the neon night
tattoo n lip rings cigret jes right
nail in the tongue eyes outa sight
studs jes so + pants too tight
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with these kids
it ain’t that h’es stupid ‘s that he’s never been hit
in the face
he’s sittin w/ her but she lookin at me
im just here drinkin not much to see
he size me up you know what I mean?
but i got that thing i reel her in clean
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with this kid
it ain’t that he’s stupid ‘s that he’s never been hit
in the face
happend t me jes after school
turned 14 cocky + cool
three kids jump me sit on my chest
think it turnd em on you know the rest
im thinkin i know what’s wrong with these kids
it ain’t that they’re stupid ‘s that they never been kissed
in the face
i wish they’d know what i knew as a kid
gettin hit in the face + what it did
freedom r manhood r a saving grace
the smell of life in the blood you taste
amen
well i don’t know much but i do know this
i aint scared o nuthin cuz i been hit
right here you can touch it yll see what i mean
my chin my nose my eyes my spleen
i think i know
what you want from me
what you want from me
what you want from me
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
ya wanna be hit
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Jeila
05:15
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JEILA
the darker the night
the brighter the stars
hey it’s only yr pain
it’s not who you are
+ ya wish things wr different
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
impossibly lonely
yr surrounded by friends
but you go home alone
to yr laundry-filled room
bright eyes in the mirror
+ yr scared yr boy crazy
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
unbearably lonely
Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr pretty + ya paint cool pictures
+ ya come from Iran
oh oh oh
ya smoke too much
+ you puked last night
+ yr girlfriend’s got a boyfriend
there’s no end in sight
so ya wanna be tough
+ it makes ya mad
it makes ya mad
oh baby
unreachably lonely
Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr pretty + ya paint cool pictures
+ ya come from Iran
oh oh oh
ya gotta believe
Jeila don ya worry
Jeila don be sad
Cuz yr so pretty + ya paint cool pictures...
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Buddha
03:50
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BUDDHA
it's a sad, sad world
it's a sad, sad world
+ i am just pretending
to be good
inscrutable mona lisa
in the hood
it's a blue, blue sky
it's a blue, blue sky
faces as transparent
as rain on a pane of glass
it's a blue, blue sky
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
it's a cold, cold night
it's a cold, cold night
outa work + outa love
standing single file
it's a cold, cold night
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
i am the buddha
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5. |
Average Guy
03:25
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AVERAGE GUY
Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back
Pour me another beer
How do I get there from here?
Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back
I don’t care for a pretty face
Just someone who can run my race
They say that I lack ambition
But that’s just my ammunition
Im just an average guy
Livin’ beyond my means
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Fallin’ in love between the cracks
Back to back
Back to back
Back to back
Back to back
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6. |
Green St.
04:30
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GREEN ST
theres a house
in the middle of a street
hey ya jes might miss it if you weren’t lookin
but it ain’t tryin t be discrete
people go there
put up their feet
+ yr never sure who lives there
r which one is pete?
but you don’t care yr jus stoppin’ by
f beer
house on green st
s really something good
like a hippie but not really
like a beatnik youve misunderstood
they only listen t lps
got this peacock on the wall
drink wine out of a cereal box
standin 10 stories tall
+ ya wish it was yr place
but ya know that this can’t last
love that good’s forever lost as a thing
of the past
house on green st
s really something fine
like a house that ran away from home
a miner squintin’ up from the mine
stay up all night
on cheap alcohol
kid in the yard w/ a beat up guitar
tryin’ t write a song
one shoe off, one shoe on
dreamin of India, or maybe Ceylon
it’s the United State I like
cuz it ain’t like a country
at all
house on green st
s really something swell
like a 40s chain gang dustbowl tune
like a distant ringing bell
there’s feeling
that sneaks up on you
when you’re sure
when you’re sure
that you r not alone...anymore
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Nothing
03:46
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Nothing
i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever
dreamed of a kiss
scary + true
fell off a boat
into the blue
wake up sad
but i was happy too
kissin’ would be cool
but it would never
do
i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever
my best friend in high school
close too this day
die for the kid
he knows how to stay
locked up in honesty
he tells me - ok?
he wanted me he did
but wr better off
hands off
stayin’ away
i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever
stay connected
unmolested
fantasy is real
im emotional junkie
its not even funny
my fix you can not steal
i like it when nothing happens
+ things go on forever
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8. |
The Knife
03:44
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The Knife
Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear
big brother is watching
w/ newspaper eyes
the cell is a sleeper
on the knife
Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear
circle the wagons
w/ crime on the rise
number one w/ a bullet
kid, get outa here
‘fore they ask ya t fall
on the knife
old men run th show again
sending young kid off t war
blood all over their wrinkled hands
they tell ya what yr fighting for
they tell ya what yr fighting for
Wr gettin outa here
we can’t take it
been here 1 too many yrs
Wr gettin outa here
We can’t shake it
this culture of fear
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LA DOLCE VITA
Just outa work
Drivin 2 LA
A party in Allston
Beer on the way
Pull to stop light
Kids on the lamb
Skateboards + cops … I
Crack open a can
Off to the right
From a Yellow Cab
Miles of woman
In slo motion, man
The way she moved
Like Divine
Her ass: right/left…right
La Dolce Vita
Get out of a cab
Anita Ekberg
In a dress
That could shatter…glass
Thing of it was
When she got out
She shivered r something
Her breasts flipped out
But she was so cool
With a casual shrug
Better than Sex
In The City
La Dolce Vita
Get out of a cab
Anita Ekberg
In a dress
That could shatter…glass
Everyone held their breath
Not a sound was heard
Just high heels on asphault
Like a single perfect word
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10. |
Depth Charge
06:41
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Depth Charge
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better get drunk
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better be drunk
better be
when i watch you yr eyes say
here i am
when you watch me you read a question
pour me another one when ya can
yr mama she paint pictures ah ah
+ they’re happy as can be
but my god ya really hate them so much
cuz they say nuthin
bout her history
they say nuthin
that could set her free
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
friend
ya met her in a bar in Spain
+ she knew you right away
+ she pushed you to the edge
of being terrified
by the depthcharge
in yr head
lookin at you
lookin at me
lookin at you
lookin at me
waiting to try
anything
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
ya wanna be my
friend
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better get drunk
if im gonna write a song
bout you
better be drunk
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11. |
Undiscovered Star
05:38
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Undiscovered Star
i
am an independant film
+ you
my undiscovered star
we never had
anything anyway
that wasn’t
already ours
scratch beneath the surface
interrogate a soul
there’s a story there can break yr heart
if ya take the time t know
she’s never just a waitress
she’s never just a geek
she’s never just a power suit
loves Jesus secretly oh oh oh oh
chorus
I pass you on the street
yr whole life walking by
Id sooner get a light from you
than some deeper kind of ‘hi’
move shyly up yr t-shirt
+ slowly to yr face
something says yr real shook up
yr pain is my disgrace oh oh oh oh
chorus
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12. |
Pretty Good Line
03:28
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PRETTY GOOD LINE
I don't like his band
He don't like mine
Don't like his friends
Told 'em to fuck off
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time
He complains that the
grass I smoke makes me
stupid & I told him
you got a little bit of a drinking problem
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time
He's silent but deadly
& I am loud
he bares my sarcasm
like a shroud
He says I got my head up my ass
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time
It's no joke
my feet held to the fire
I screen his smoke
around him I'm still
a pretty good
liar & defender
of the Zone
we hold
He tells me lately he's addicted to sex
he can't get enough
& I tell him
you fuck all the time but the problem is
you don't FEEL anything
I thought it was a pretty good line
at the time
He's in pain
when he's in love, poor boy
he's a masochist & I say
your tits are in the ashtray
that's all it is
I thought it was
a pretty good line
at the time
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Rick Berlin (now playing w/ THE NICKEL & DIME BAND) Jamaica Plain
A giant on the Boston music scene. His colorful songwriting + strong stage presence have influenced countless other artists since the early 1970s. He continues to make music w/ intelligence + integrity, building an international reputation around his knotty, singular piano playing, straight-from-the-heart singing and a style of character-based songwriting that's drawn comparisons to Waits + Cohen ... more
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