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Joshua Of Mahopac
04:39
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Theri I burned right through the bonds I saved for fashion school
I messed up babe
With no reserves my way, I placed on ad on craigslist:
Pics and prices babe
I should have told you years ago
I’m as gay as they come
If you measure my wings ...yea yea...
Theri I lost my place on the throne of my family
Dad cut up the visa babe
Staying out too late, making extra use of the trusts of Sallie Mae
Girl, never tell our friends
I’m as broke as they come
If you measure my wings...yea yea
Lets go back to living 13 years ago
Living for the very last
Last shooting star!
Lets go back in casting for the handsomes
The friends of your sister
The best of Westchester in the palm of our hands
And then we’d escape one day….
Theri I stole his heart for a night at Bungalow 8
He has such panache Babe
He says he’ll take me away on his jet and off my knees
So touchy feely babe
Can you comp your virtue then get it back again
After he’s gone or has gone bad?
Theri I skied right through the snow I bought for me and you
You know I owe you one babe
Theri I’ll make good too on all the money that I owe you
You know you bail me out babe.
Can a friendship last this long? Did you think I was wrong
To measure my wings ? ..yea yea
Playing like I had it under lock and key
I slept through every class
I slept through every thing
Do you think we’ve out grown that little town
Of obscurity?
The best of Westchester in the palm of our hands
And then we’d escape one day…
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I Call Places
04:35
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Guess my days are getting rather predictable
My bills paid and my god satisfied
But there are grave stakes in getting to comfortable
I have so much life to live
And so much love to give
And the man gets his due propers every night
And I need to keep it interesting
I must escape the grip of monotony
But who has the energy
For eight performances a week
When your act is cold and tired
Breaking your neck from working on it
Wrecking your wrists from pulling on it
You get worn and wired
Due to a lack of inspiration
But my good friend says "the act of creation should hurt" so let it hurt
And summon all my aces, and I'll call places
A brake down at the end of the second act
A belting tenor forgets his last lines
A stunned crowd sits and wonders how to react
They stare at his open mouth
And wait for genius to pour out
So routine is by nature the kiss of death
When you make love or make a song it can kill
So I will wait for the tenor to get his lines,
And when they come back to him
He can begin again.
When your act is cold and tired
Breaking your neck from working on it
Wrecking your wrists from pulling on it
You get worn and wired
Due to a lack of inspiration
But my good friend says "the act of creation should hurt" so let it hurt
And summon all my aces, and I'll call places
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Caremilla
05:02
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Oh Caremilla, you’re lying to me,
you’re lying to me
A streak of horror has just fallen all over your face
I guessed your secret
we’ve been doing it in the darkness, haven’t we
It felt synergy when I guessed
I shed the only!
Oh Caremilla, he was under your spell
but I am not!
I said who cares if you love him,
if you’re skinny or not
I said sit down, you;ve got your camera man
he’s gonna tell ya to say freeze
It felt synergy, serendipity
I shed the only…
I can’t believe that after all of these years I’d know
that things you show in public, yea, its just a show
It’s ok dear,
no one’s here , dear
You’ll leave all this behind…
All you pop divas!
won’t you help on my daughter,
why don’t you
And Caremilla, you’ve been crying all night
haven’t you? I know you do..
and I will always be just down the street
when you take off those wedding shoes, please…
oh you’re blushing, I’ll color you
I shed the only tear for you…
I can’t believe , I can’t believe that you’re lying to me
As I woman, I always thought it was crystal clear:
that it’s always
Men are just a game
You’ll leave all this behind
:
And won’t you take a good look at, what you done for me?
because I love you, yes I do!
You’ll leave all this behind.
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On a ship with no engineer I lost myself on the dock
In love with ships veneer, I steered it right into some rocks, without noticing
The ship, with her bulkhead in breach took she took on water on gallons below
Which made us slow
Then the rain came to bring me a fog to calm the waves
Guess my lessons learned
Mind your view and sail
With your head on top of your head
Later I sailed on a ship with my love at my side
Somehow we made it through st rose and hurricane eyes, and our wanderings
Many pink sunsets would burn out our eyes as we took the views
Followed the moons
Where dolphins corralled us and took us out to sea
We got lost in the whirlpools that spun love away from me
Guess my lessons learned
If you must burn
Then you will burn
Burn all your life
So let me live
Darling let me live, and ill go my own way
Let's live live
Darling let me live, I'll go my own way
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Matt Katz Portland, Oregon
Originally from Brooklyn NY, Matt Katz has been producing, writing and recording music since 1997. Matt has toured with bands through the US and beyond playing keyboards and has served as co-writer, arranger, and backing vocalist who of course has handled so many tambourines. Matt has been living it up in Portland, OR with the plaids & evergreens since 2014. ... more
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