1. |
Stop Looking At Me
03:10
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Words and music by Tad Williams:
I don't like feeling your eyes on me
I don't like knowing that you're there
I don't want to look up one more time
And see you sitting in that chair
You been staring at me all night
Like you know something I don't know
I don't get the reason that you're hanging around
When your friends are trying to get you to go
I've done everything I can think of
Been as patient as a man can be
Do I have to pull a gun out and shoot someone
To make you... stop looking at me
I'm not quite sure what you're thinking of
Because I've never seen your face before
But it's getting kind of wearing 'cause you’ve kept on staring
Since the minute that you walked in the door
I got chills up my back and an itch in my brain
When I see that look upon your face
If we knew each other when, this is now, that was then
And this is neither the time or the place
I've done everything I can think of
Been as patient as a man can be
Do I have to pull a gun out and shoot someone
To make you... stop looking at me
I don’t know... I don’t know...
I don’t know... I don’t know...
I don't like feeling your eyes on me
I don't like knowing that you're there
I don't want to look up one more time
And see you sitting in that chair
I've done everything I can think of
Been as patient as a man can be
Do I have to pull a gun out and shoot someone
To make you... stop looking at me
Stop looking at me
Stop looking at me
Stop looking at me
Stop looking at me
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Copyright 2015 Tad Williams
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2. |
Mr. Please and Thank You
03:46
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Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson
I’m always “please and thank you”
But she don't listen
I’m always “Mr. Polite”
But she’s too busy dissin’
I’ve got my finger on the pulse
Of the niceties
But I can’t lay a finger on her
She’s a dirty tease
Yeah she’s a mean old thing
From around the block
She’s got a million stories
Flirty, dirty talk
What’s a “Mr. Nice Guy”
Like me supposed to do?
When she’s a mean old thing
I’m “Mr. Please and Thank You”
Well I took her to the theatre
She turned and spat
I took her to the opera
She howled like an alley cat
I try to do the right thing
But things tend to go awry
Still I’m gonna call her
Tho’ I don’t even know why
‘Cause she’s a mean old thing
From around the block
She’s got a million stories
Flirty, dirty talk
What’s a “Mr. Nice Guy”
Like me supposed to do?
When she’s a mean old thing
I’m “Mr. Please and Thank You”
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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3. |
Glam Rock Died
02:56
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Words and music by Tad Williams
Marc Bolan got fat
Marc Bolan got fat
Marc Bolan got fat like a neutered cat
Drove his car into a tree and that was that
Sometimes it gets strange with it
You just have to change with it
David Bowie went straight
David Bowie went straight
David Bowie went straight, no more staying out late
Now he’s a model mate and the boys can’t get no date
Sometimes it gets strange with it
You just have to change with it
Glam rock died…. but glam tried
Glam rock burned… but glam rock learned
And someday, glam rock will return
Gary Glitter diddled kids
Gary Glitter diddled
Gary Glitter diddled kids, we don’t know why he did
He must have flipped his lid 'cause you don’t do that to kids
Sometimes it gets strange with it
You just have to change with it
Sometimes it gets strange with it
You just have to change with it
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Copyright 2015 Tad Williams
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4. |
Heart Is A Roadmap
03:33
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Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson
My heart is a roadmap
My memories can trace back
My heart is a roadmap
I’ll navigate my whole life to learn what’s true
My heart is a roadmap
The moon and stars will reflect that
My heart is a roadmap
I’ll drive all night tryin’ to get to you
The constellations in your eyes
Travel a road that’s long and wise
I look up to the skies
A flock of birds flies
On the way to find what’s true
We’re walking backwards in the dark
We lose our way in Central Park
I’ll rent a car to seek a clue
And keep an eye out for you
Find my own direction too
‘Cause my heart is like a roadmap
And I’m just waking from a long nap
The moon and stars reflect your eyes
Much to my surprise
And I’ll drive all night to get to you
My heart is a roadmap
My memories can trace back
My heart is a roadmap
I’ll navigate my whole life to learn what’s true
My heart is a roadmap
The moon and stars will reflect that
My heart is a roadmap
I’ll drive all night to get to you
I'm tryin' to get to you...
My heart is like a roadmap
My heart is like a roadmap
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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5. |
In The Dark Of Night
02:23
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Words by Andrew L. Jackson, music by Andrew Jackson and Rick Cuevas
The things we carry
We carry with us
The things we bury
Bury inside us
The clothes we wear
They're dark or bright
They don't reveal
What goes on inside
(Spoken-ish)
The noise we make
The songs we write
Are like a flag
Waved in the dark of night
The devil's walk
The angel's flight
Unconsciously
Paved in the dark of night
So we can't say
What we really mean
So we can't see
Where we've really been
We'll never know
How deep it goes
The surface sheen
You can't see underneath
We'll never know
How deep it goes
The surface sheen
You can't see underneath
She looks so sure
She looks so clean
You'd never know
How dirty she has been
The noise we make
The songs we write
Are like a flag
Waved in the dark of night
The noise we make
The songs we write
Are like a flag
Waved in the dark of night
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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Words and music by Tad Williams
Were you happier tomorrow
Than you planned on yesterday?
Were you bigger in the morning
Than on any other day?
Or were you hiding in the corner
When you came knocking at the door?
Will you pour yourself another?
Can you take a little more?
Were you happier tomorrow
Or did you forget to smile?
Did you forget the pope was catholic
Just for a while crocodile?
Why are the churches all on fire?
Why were you late to see the play?
While you were bringing home the bacon
Did you forget to save the day?
I see you’ve got your best suit on
I’ll bet you’re poised for the attack
Better take that new suit off and wear it inside out
‘Cause you’re not going on — you’re falling back
Were you happier tomorrow
Or did you forget to pray?
Have you lit your special candles
To fill the darkness of the day?
How can you wait so goddamned long
When your attention span’s so small?
Did you pick up too big a handful
And now you just can’t hold it all?
I see you’ve got your best suit on
I’ll bet you’re poised for the attack
Better take that new suit off and wear it inside out
‘Cause you’re not going on — you’re falling back
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Copyright 2015 Tad Williams
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7. |
In Between Vacations
02:54
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Words by Andrew L. Jackson, music by Andrew Jackson and Rick Cuevas
Quiet conversations
Intimate observations
Women apply makeup
Sidewalks shoulder breakups
Yeah
Ultimate illusions
Intricate solutions
Everyday permissions
Resolute renditions
Yeah
Between these vacations
Existence barely changes
Our friends and relations
Synchronize vibrations
Between these vacations
Existence barely changes
Yeah
Memory suppression
Manuscript submission
Temporal depression
Unearthly remission
Yeah
Miss Communication
Texting the relations
Making plans for no one
In between vacations
Yeah
Between these vacations
Existence barely changes
Our friends and relations
Synchronize vibrations
Between these vacations
Existence barely changes
Yeah
I suggest an answer
You proffer a question
We're a chance encounter
All of us impressions
Yeah
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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8. |
Sleeping On The Water
04:37
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Words and music by Tad Williams
Waiting for communication
Thinking of our medication
Feeling like it makes a better window in our blood
Looking at the great creation
As we seek out more sensation
Drifting on we go, and on like coffins in a flood
We are all sleeping on the water
We are all swimming in the sun
We are waiting patiently — so very patiently
For our time and tribulation to be done
Standing on our current status
Waiting till the times deflate us
Supposing we can change it, but we can’t change a single thing
As they’re all dialing up the latest
All the specials, they want to hate us
But the dull chimes of freedom, oh they really want to ring
We are all sleeping on the water
We are all swimming in the sun
We all are waiting patiently — so very patiently
For our time and tribulation to be done
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Copyright 2015 Tad Williams
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9. |
Good Tonight
04:05
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Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson
These days not much seems to go right
And the future don’t look so bright
But it could be it’s all in my mind
In my mind this time
These days it’s hard to be myself
These days I feel like someone else
Forgotten memories haunt my mind
From time to time
I won’t ask “where did I go wrong?”
I’m afraid that list might be too long
I’d rather focus on what’s right
And just feeling good tonight
I won’t ask “what did I do wrong?”
I know that list might be too long
But, sometimes I still can get it right
And now, I feel good tonight
These days there’s nothin’ satisfying
Believe me it’s not for lack of trying
All these old memories distract my mind
And there’s no peace to find
These days it’s hard to calm my thoughts
Replaying battles that I’ve fought
Forgotten futures from past times
Still haunt my mind
I won’t ask “where did I go wrong?”
I’m afraid that list might be too long
I’d rather focus on what’s right
And just feeling good tonight
I won’t ask “what did I do wrong?”
I know that list might be too long
But, sometimes I still can get it right
And now, I feel good tonight
And now I feel good tonight
--
Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson
I’m overcompensating
For being under-impressed
Sometimes you want to read something
That hasn’t been written yet
People talk talk talk saying nothing
I haven’t heard before
I’m slipping out to the backyard
Stepping through the back door
Run run run run away
Run run run run away
From the everyday
Sometimes you want to move beyond
Things you’ve left behind
From the dusk to the dawn
Leave the daily grind
People sit all day doing nothing
Not changing their mind
Falling downstairs to the basement
I don’t wanna go inside
Run run run run away
Run run run run away
From the everyday
I'm gonna run run run run away
Run run run run away
From the everyday
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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Words and music by Tad Williams
All across the lunar landscape the tents are coming down
The silver circus always ends too soon
And the tired crowd is all lined up for the star-crossed ride back home
‘Cause it’s nighty-night time on the moon
The marble towers are winking in the last rays of the sun
The carousel is playing a sad tune
The moonfolk all are waving, they will miss you when you’re gone
But it’s nighty-night time on the moon
Come on children, come and climb aboard the big balloon
You’ll have to hurry now because the captain’s leaving soon
The earth’s a big blue marble in the sparkling midnight sky
And it’s nighty-night time on the moon — on the moon — on the moon
The stars are trying oh so hard to shed a little light
And the moon months all are building their cocoons
The man who holds the rope blows us a kiss and lets it go
Because it’s nighty-night time on the moon
Come on children, come and climb aboard the big balloon
You’ll have to hurry now because the captain’s leaving soon
The earth’s a big blue marble in the sparkling midnight sky
And it’s nighty-night time on the moon — on the moon — on the moon
All across the lunar landscape the tents are coming down
The silver circus always ends too soon
And the tired crowd is all lined up for the star-crossed ride back home
‘Cause it’s nighty-night time on the moon
We're on the moon - we're on the moon
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Copyright 2015 Tad Williams
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12. |
The Takeaway
02:34
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Words and music by Andrew L. Jackson
Now I’ve waited for a long time
In this empty space in line
On a barstool in the desert, mine
Without a reason or a rhyme
I’m empty of all purpose, I’m
Just living a day at a time
Making effortless decisions, trying
With no real sense of what is mine
So what’s the takeaway?
I don't feel there’s any takeaway
Just a shadow of a doubt
And very little that is sound
So what’s the takeaway?
There isn’t any takeaway
And if you’ve got it figured out
Then save it ‘till no one’s around
The world has waited for a long time
Waiting till all needs are satisfied
A psychological pantomime
Without a reason or a rhyme
Unauthorized future minds
Don't want to go back in time
Their purpose is ambiguous
A feedback loop of all that’s mine
So what’s the takeaway?
I don't feel there’s any takeaway
Just a shadow of a doubt
And very little that is sound
So what’s the takeaway?
There isn’t any takeaway
And if you’ve got it figured out
Then save it ‘till no one’s around
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Copyright 2015 Andrew L. Jackson
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