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Marta Recontextualized
03:42
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MARTA RECONTEXTUALIZED
John Soeder
© 2010
When I came across her face
In an unexpected place
It got me thinking
See maybe that’s the problem
I never stop to think anymore
Always on the run
What am I running from
What am I running for
Birds fly south
In a flying-V formation
What’s that V stand for
I need more information
A complete surprise
But I saw it with my own eyes
Marta
Recontextualized
Good to see her laughing
Good to see her smile
At the risk of being seen myself
I only looked on for a little while
Every frame of reference
Is a frame within a frame within a frame
The universe is infinite
And every single one of us
Does multitudes contain
Birds fly south
In a flying-V formation
Could it be V for victory
Does it aid with navigation
A complete surprise
But I saw it with my own eyes
Marta
Recontextualized
Shame on me
Now I understand
There is so much more to her
Than working on weekends at a taco stand
Every frame of reference
Is a frame within a frame within a frame
The universe is infinite
And every single one of us
Does multitudes contain
Birds fly south
In a flying-V formation
What’s that V stand for
Where is the final destination
A complete surprise
But I saw it with my own eyes
Marta
Recontextualized
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2. |
Call Off the Goon Squad
02:46
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CALL OFF THE GOON SQUAD
John Soeder
© 2010
Call off the goon squad
It’s time to take a bow
Things aren’t the way we want them to be
But that’s how it has to be for now
We held the wolves at bay
Kept our heads above the fray
Sound the retreat
But don’t admit defeat
And live to fight another day
Call off the goon squad
It’s time to take a bow
Things aren’t the way we want them to be
But that’s how it has to be for now
We held the wolves at bay
Kept our heads above the fray
Exit stage right
Don’t let the bedbugs bite
We’ll live to fight another day
And send the goon squad on its way
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3. |
Words of Wisdom
00:20
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WORDS OF WISDOM
John Soeder
© 2010
We gon’ be OK
If we can make it through the day
And we can make it through the day
If we can make it through the night
If we can make it through the night
We gon’ be alright
And if we gon’ be alright
Then we gon’ be OK
And if we OK
We gon’ make it through the day
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IF YOU GOT JOY IN YOUR HEART
John Soeder
© 2010
Hey you kids
Get offa my lawn
Put on your dancing shoes
And pass the ammunition
We gonna have a good time
I got a premonition
Leave your troubles
At the door
Charlie Foxtrot
Don’t live here anymore
If you got joy in your heart
Let it ooze into your shoes
And dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
If you got joy in your heart
You can’t lose
Dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
High stepping
Lemme give you the lowdown
Laissez les bons temps rouler
You know I got the know-how
Let your hair down
If you like
Charlie Foxtrot
Take a hike
If you got joy in your heart
Let it ooze into your shoes
And dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
If you got joy in your heart
You can’t lose
Dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
Hey you kids
Get offa my lawn
(When will we be free?)
Put on your dancing shoes
And pass the ammunition
We gonna have a good time
I got a premonition
If you got joy in your heart
Let it ooze into your shoes
And dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
If you got joy in your heart
Ain’t no way you’re gonna lose
Dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
Hey you kids
Get offa my lawn
(When will we be free?)
If you got joy in your heart
Let it ooze into your shoes
And dance away
Dance away
Dance away the blues
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5. |
Thursday
02:20
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THURSDAY
John Soeder
© 2010
Monday, you’re too hard
Sorry, Tuesday, it’s just not in the cards
Wednesday drives my crazy
Got me acting like a clown
But Thursday, you never let me down
Thursday, you never let me down
Friday is overrated
And when the hell did Saturday get so complicated?
Sunday rings the bells
Kisses and tells
But Thursday, you never let me down
Thursday, you never let me down
So I’ll turn the other cheek
(Turn it up, turn it up now)
On any other day
Of the week
24/7, I’m keeping it real
I know the score
You know I know the deal
Keep my feet
On the ground
This old world
Spins round and round and round
Thursday, don’t you let me down
I’m counting on you
Thursday, don’t you let me down
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GREETINGS FROM MIDDLEBURG HEIGHTS
John Soeder
© 2010
Hello my friend
How are you
I can’t complain
But I do
But I do
Long time no talk
Long time no see
Do you remember when
The world revolved
Around you and me
The last time I saw you
You were laughing
Then again
You were always laughing
Took a drive the other day
The falling leaves threw me a ticker-tape parade
Ain’t it true what they say
The more things stay the same
The more they change
I’m alive and well
And living here
At the scene of the crime
In another lifetime
How about you
I hope you’re happy too
In a corner of my mind
You’re still running wild
Took a drive the other day
The falling leaves threw me a ticker-tape parade
Ain’t it true what they say
The more things stay the same
The more they change
Farewell my friend
I miss you
I can’t complain
But I do
But I do
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8. |
Day of Reckoning
04:19
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DAY OF RECKONING
John Soeder
© 2010
I reckon
The day
After tomorrow
Will be
The day of reckoning
(say it again)
I reckon
The day
After tomorrow
Will be
The day of reckoning
She sells seashells by the seashore
I buy bye-byes by the back door
The man in the moon
Is changing his tune
Elixir
Of youth
Behavior
Uncouth
A reckoning must be made
Dark secrets
Dark skies
Dark spots before my eyes
A reckoning must be made
She sells seashells by the seashore
I buy bye-byes by the back door
The man in the moon
Is changing his tune
She sells seashells by the seashore
I buy bye-byes by the back door
The man in the moon
Is changing his tune
I reckon
The day
After tomorrow
Will be
The day of reckoning
She sells seashells by the seashore
I buy bye-byes by the back door
The man in the moon
Is changing his tune
She sells seashells by the seashore
I buy bye-byes by the back door
The man in the moon
Is changing his tune
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THE SILENCE OF THEIR HEARTS
John Soeder
© 2010
Form a line
Form a line
Stop your crying
You could’ve been a pretender
I remember it well
The delirious smell
Of new crayons in September
Amid the fresh start
A loved one departs
The ambulance speeds past the window
Prayers intercede
As the siren recedes
In the silence of their hearts
Red Rover
Red Rover
Let this one come over
Ring Around the Rosie
I recall all too well
The recess bell
Tolling for you and for me
At what cost
Was innocence lost
We schooled ourselves in the dark arts
And they all played along
But they knew it was wrong
In the silence of their hearts
They all went along
But they knew it was wrong
They were screaming your name
But I took the blame
Let ’em tear me apart
And I give you my word
The last thing I heard
Was the silence of their hearts
I give you my word
The last thing I heard
Was the silence of their hearts
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A THOUSAND MILES FROM CLEVELAND
John Soeder
© 2010
A thousand miles from Cleveland
Brother, can you spare a dime
Back in the day
I heard somebody say
Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time
Almost got me believing
I was in the wrong
Nowhere to lay my head
Last bus left me here for dead
Trapped in a Tom Waits song
Hurry down, St. Christopher
Send all my love to her
Wherever I may roam
’Cause I’m a thousand miles from Cleveland
And I wanna go home
Another lost weekend
Another lost soul
Maybe it’s just as well
If the road to hell
Is paved with good intentions
Won’t be any potholes
I’m going off the deep end
Brother, throw me a line
In over my head
All the others went to bed
Drowning in ways I can’t define
Hurry down, St. Christopher
Send all my love to her
Wherever I may roam
’Cause I’m a thousand miles from Cleveland
And I wanna go home
A thousand miles from here
I can picture it clear
When I close my eyes
Comes as no surprise
It’s like I’m already there
Hurry down, St. Christopher
Send all my love to her
Wherever I may roam
’Cause I’m a thousand miles from Cleveland
And I wanna go home
Hurry down, St. Christopher
Send all my love to her
Wherever I may roam
I’m a thousand miles from Cleveland
And I wanna go home
Sweet home
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11. |
Lost at Sea
02:55
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LOST AT SEA
John Soeder
© 2010
I never saw it coming
Until it was too late
What have I done
What have I done
What have I done
Hard to starboard
Too late
God save the Queen
And the souls
Lost at sea
It took a while to sink in
The ship was sinking
“Neither God nor man…”
Or so they said
What were they thinking
God save the Queen
And the souls
Lost at sea
Women and children first
Please remain calm
And the band played on
“Nearer, My God, to Thee”
In the freezing darkness
I counted every star twice
Then with a final
Swift brushstroke
That was all she wrote
God save the Queen
And the souls
Lost at sea
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12. |
Only Good Things
02:57
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ONLY GOOD THINGS
John Soeder
© 2010
I wish you
Only good things
Nothing but the very best will do
For you
A chicken
In every pot
You got
I might be naïve
But I believe
Dreams come true
May the road
Rise up
To meet you
And if it doesn’t
May you rise
Above that road
(Like a UFO)
As long as there are songs to sing
No matter what tomorrow brings
I wish you
Only good things
I wish you
Could see
How much you mean
To me
The wind at your back
Not a cloud in the sky
Most of all, true happiness
The kind you can’t buy
May the road
Rise up
To meet you
And if it doesn’t
May you rise
Above that road
(Like a UFO)
As long as there are songs to sing
No matter what tomorrow brings
I wish you
Only good things
May the road
Rise up
To meet you
And if it doesn’t
May you rise
Above that road
(Like a UFO)
As long as there are songs to sing
No matter what tomorrow brings
I wish you
Only good things
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