I Give Up
I Give Up, cuz I'm way low down
I Give Up, can't turn it around
I Give Up, cuz I'm too far gone
Said I'm way low down and I'm too far gone
(I can't hold on)
I Give Up
I Like
I like the way you look in them jean shorts that you wear
I like the way you flip your curly hair
I like the way you look like you don't care
When you see that I have turned to stop and stare
I like the way you look in them jean shorts that you wear
I like the way you paint your eyes all black
I like how you never stop to look back
To see if I have stopped to look back
I like how you never let the tension slack
I like the way you paint your eyes all black
Chorus:
Are you ever gonna let me come and see you?
Are you ever gonna let me come and be with you?
Are you ever gonna let me sing you this song?
Are you ever gonna let me come and see you?
Are you ever gonna let me come and be with you?
Am I always gonna sit and wonder, just how long?
I like that glint that's always in your eyes
I like that you always try to disguise
I like that you never ever seem surprised
That I'm always trying to hide those butterflies
I like that glint that's always in your eyes
Chorus
Come Up Singin'
Even when you're losin', you got to come up winnin'
Come up swingin', Come Up Singin'
Even when you're losin', you got to come up winnin'
Chorus:
You're gonna beat the odds
You're gonna walk with gods
You're gonna Come Up Singin'
Even when you're winnin', you got to come up sinnin'
Come up bendin' your knee
Even when you're winnin', you got to come up sinnin'
Chorus
Bridge 1:
You're gonna Come Up Singin'
Come up wing dingin', come ring-a-lingin'
Come up gun slingin'
You're gonna Come Up Singin'
Bridge 2:
You're gonna Come Up Singin'
Come up bling blingin', come up cha-chingin'
Come up B.B. Kingin'!
You're gonna Come Up Singin'
Little Guy
Little Guy stick his hand in his pocket
Always come out clean
Little Guy stick his hand in his pocket
Always lookin' lean
Big man stick his hand in his pocket
Always come out greazy
Little Guy got it hard
Big man got it easy
Hide & Seek
I remember playing Hide & Seek
Out in the garden
Sometimes life was hard an'
Seemed unfair
But now I can't go outside an'
I can't keep hidin'
From myself anymore
Can't keep waiting by the door
And now, I'm my own worst enemy
But can I be
Equal to my destiny
And let this be
What brings out the best in me?
Helps me find the rest of me?
(Or at least what's left of me?)
Sweet Danielle
Chorus:
Sweet Danielle, you know damn well
That I'm the only one, that I'm the man who can
Show you the sun on a grey winter's day.
And Sweet Danielle, you never can tell
If we'll be done tomorrow, or if I'm the man who can
Ease your sorrow, and stay another day.
We never expected a spark
The winter so cold and stark.
In each others' arms we'd stay,
Eventually couldn't stay away.
Go ahead and make your plans,
But expect that they'll be handed
Back to you with a grin,
Handed back to you by Him.
Chorus
How can we be such fools,
Thinking we're too cool for school?
Fate the only authority
Burns up all our priorities.
But you ask...
"Why won't He give me what I want?"
His reply:
"Because you deserve so much more."
Chorus
Royalty
I love ya, little mama. You can feel my heart.
I won't stand above ya. May we never part.
You serve as my Queen. I serve you as your King.
Towns and Spaces in between,
You're my ears when I sing.
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I knew I'd fall right into you.
I didn't know you'd fall into me.
When the world was black and I was blue
You sheltered me so selflessly.
All the magic in our own back yard.
Tall trees bearing our names.
Make easy things that were so hard,
As they melt into this sweet refrain.
Chorus
Again, It Was You
You used to hold me all night long.
Sweet, in your arms,
You used to sing me to sleep
With all of your own songs,
While I used to would roam the streets at night,
Just looking for something new.
And when I finally found it,
When I finally found it, Again, It Was You.
Cloister
Everyone is so offended
The whole damn world’s upended
Everyone is so outraged and so outaged
So outdated, overrated, jaded, faded, over-complicated,
inflated, berated, can’t be persuaded or placated,
just plain hated
Ch:
The world is your oyster
What are you going to do?
Wrap it up and cloister
Or sing a song that’s true?
You hang yourself out like a piece of art
But have no heart to be judged and appraised. I’m amazed.
You want to be seen
but complain when someone sees you.
I can’t appease you or your disdain. Falling down like rain. Always in pain, leaning on a cane
For support, like a sport.
Like it’s your job, but you’re just a snob.
Looking down on those who praise you,
But it’s aged you, outraged you.
You’re not a sage, you know?
Just an oversized throw
To cover up the world. You’re curled
Up under your blanket
Jingling like a hippie anklet.
Until you’re heard, then become disturbed
And curbed, with the emergency brake set.
Don’t you see you’re fake yet?
Dbl Ch, Solo, Ch, ad lib:
Whatcha gonna do?
Can your heart be true?
Whatcha gonna do?
Can you really be you?
Whatcha gonna do?
Cry boo hoo?
Whatcha gonna do?
Can you be true to you?
The world is your oyster
People You Thought You Knew
When your world starts eroding, and exploding all around you
And you've found you don't have
the coping skills you thought you had
Or were hoping to have by now
Chorus:
And the People You Thought You Knew
And your precious way of life/ have fallen through
When the song you sang to get through
Refuses to do what it used to do, for you
Chorus
When you find that your surroundings are just grounding
Your demons inside you
And the hounds of Hell, they hound you/and surround you
Chorus
Lady
Lady, you've been so good to me.
Lady, now I want you to see
What my life could be
If someone got behind me
And loved my like you do.
Oh, the things that I could do.
For Lulu
You're sweet, you're lovely, you're cute, you're cuddly
You're pretty and smart, you're beautiful at heart
You're my only baby child, you're meek and you're mild
You're generous and giving, you make life worth living
Your presence is a treat from your head down to your feet
You're an artist and a friend, I'll take care of you til the end
You're daddy's little girl, no matter if you roam the world
We'll live in each other's hearts, even if we're far apart
You're an inspiration. My only blood relation.
Cuz you're daddy's girl, you're daddy's world, my girl.
Changes
There going to be some Changes made today
Quit my job, picked up my pay today.
I'm changing and I'm changing straight away.
Gonna hit the street and walk a beat,
Take my lady on the town.
Get some drinks and get some eats.
It's my treat, we gonna get on down.
I'm changing from my head down...to my feet.
I'm tired of paying rent on a house I'll never own,
I'm tired of this coop I shoulda already flown.
I'm changing and I ain't changing on my own.
I gotta go out and dig on my own farm,
Be a man, put some ink in my own arm.
This change today gonna be my lucky charm!
I gotta change!
Give me a brand new suit!
A hundred bucks to boot.
Put my money where my mouth is.
I'm gonna put up or shut up!
Gonna put up or shut up,
Put my money where my mouth is,
Brand new suit and a hundred bucks to boot!
I gotta change!
Love
Of course, love is baked into the fresh baked cookies.
Of course, love is found in the Christmas tree.
Of course, love lives in the lovers' kiss,
But you absolutely must remember this:
Chorus:
Love's inside the sickness, love's inside the fight,
Love makes up the darkest night.
Love is exactly where it hides from sight.
The restaurant, the skating rink,
The movie theater, the kitchen sink...
But don't forget the sickbed or the broken heart;
The couple's boxing ring, the lovers torn apart.
Chorus
The end of the road, the story that's been told,
The broken down car, not knowing where you are,
The falling apart, the picking back up,
The lifelong scar, the words at the bar.
Chorus
Nothing is Yours
You've got nothing to lose, til there's something to be lost.
Then you might panic; protect it at all cost.
You used to leave the windows open and the doors all ajar.
Now, you're all locked up tight; vigilant wherever you are.
Chorus:
Nothing is Yours, Nothing is Yours.
You foolish child, you own nothing.
Nothing is ever Yours.
Hold on to what you love, and let go of it too.
Cuz if you hold it too tight, it just might run away from you.
Be wary of confusion, you can't lose what was never yours;
Thinking that you're feeding love, actually waging wars.
Chorus
The eggs all in the basket, tied up in pretty linen.
Hold them with a loose hand and refrain from all that sinnin':
Lust and greed and coveting, too...
Breathe deeply and let them go.
Cuz eggs held only with your heart may hatch
And then they'll grow, oh. . .
Chorus
You’re looking at me babe, I’m looking at you
Got nothing to say, we got nothing to do now
I got nothing to say to you
I thought all day and I thought all night
Something just ain’t right
We’ve been working on this babe for nine years or 10
One thing is true: it’s time to bring it to an end
I got nothing to say to you
I thought all night and I thought all day
There’s nothing to say
I don’t wanna fuss babe I don’t wanna fight
Don’t want nothing except to get you out of my sight
I got nothing to say to you
I thought all day and I thought all night
Get you out of my sight
I don’t wanna run babe I don’t wanna flea
It’s not your fault babe it’s got nothing to do with me
I got nothing to say to you
I thought all night and I thought all day
There’s just nothing to say
I thought all day and I thought all night
Something just ain’t right