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Am I the only one confused
by yuppies on scooters:
those mechanized flies
go whizzing by?
At least you can’t complain
that they are noisy polluters;
no tailpipes belching smoke
and no horns to make me woke.
[chorus]
And maybe now baby I’m gettin’ old
And life goes by too fast now to grab hold
And if’n I can’t get right w/ the ways of the world
Maybe it's in the next one where I’ll unfurl.
Am I the only one afraid of
supercomputers
that know the ways and whys
of how we’ll die?
I rather thought
I’d like to be surprised by that;
when the buzzing in your ear
is more than just a gnat.
(Chorus)
And maybe baby I’m just getting old
and life is moving way too fast to grab hold.
And if'n I can’t get right w/ the ways of this world
perhaps it’s better to let it just unfurl
[bridge]
And all these questions
spinning round my head.
What becomes of us
when we are dead?
If I don’t get some sleep tonight.
Gonna be the death of me
Come on, turn out the light.
Am I the only one who’s numb
by so many shooters?
Have I become like one
who says move on ...
who feigns to care
with thoughts and prayers
ignoring the root cause?
Before one’s done
a new one has beGUN.
And I don’t think that’s me just getting old
Sometimes you gotta stop and take control.
'Cause some things just ain’t right in this world.
And you gotta stand up. Stand up and be heard!
Am I only one confused by
hipsters on scooters,
whizzing by at half the speed of light?
If I don’t get some sleep
with all these questions
spinning round my head
It’s gonna be the death of me
tonight.
Goodnight!
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Rearranging Deck Chairs
04:06
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Table Set For Two
03:52
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Today’s Thanksgiving
and I’m dreaming
of a table set for two.
Mashed potatoes, yams, stuffing
Oh and apple pie (so good).
Soon the frost
will cover the trees
Turn all the apples blue.
Will the melancholy mood
I’m in fade, too.
Oh, to be with her
watching the birds
slice the sunset
on the beach.
Instead, we’re like a house
with the lights off
and the switch
is just out of reach.
Soon the frost
will cover the trees;
turn apples black and blue.
But soon enough
Spring will bring with it dew.
[chorus]
Failures and forays
Brief moments of glory
Gestures of worry
But no need to hurry
anymore.
The breastplate
That you wore
When she called you
Her Conquistador
Dancing mad boleros
astride some
Bandelero’s grave
Inside a child
Is hoping to be saved.
All the things
You meant to say
But found em too hard
sound hollow and grey
in a sympathy card.
Now it’s just you
in a room with a limp balloon.
You think you might laugh
But you fear it’s too soon.
Failures and forays
Moments of glory
Gestures of worry
No need to hurry
No more
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The Bet I Made
04:20
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Bauhaus Chair
03:28
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[V1]
You said no
gods are heroes
among us
So stop chasing your tail
We birth these
far off fictions
of ourselves
to avoid who we are
[chorus]
The whole history
of villainy and gallantry
is there
on the mantelpiece
My dear, there’s
nothing to read;
only a looking glass
That’s all that you need to know.
It’s all in your head, you know
All that you need …
[V2]
You called my a phillistine
while I sat there
in a Bauhaus chair.
All the hipsters
and the blue-haired
ladies were aghast
when I laughed
as it snapped in half.
[chorus]
The whole history
of villainy and gallantry
is there on the mantelpiece.
My dear, there’s
nothing to read;
only a looking glass
Yes, that’s all that you need
to know.
It’s all in your head, you know
Yes, it’s all that you need to …
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Xmas Tree Unlit
05:56
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A Christmas tree unlit
is a fraud.
But that’s ok;
I’m flawed, too.
Your mystery
is safe with me,
as we lie here
in the dust-filled day.
History unwritten
by those too busy,
or smitten to care
Apples on trees
unbitten
left by Eves
unwilling to dare.
The soldier stands
lance in hand
The sugar plum fairy
Preparies to dance.
The play’s the thing
But we’re in the wings
Understudies
waiting for our chance.
Apples on trees
unbitten
left by Eves
unwilling to dare.
[chorus]
And when music dies;
laughter fades
The trimmings are removed
from balustrades
In that unforgiving ight
You can show yourself to me
Your mystery
is safe with me,
as we lie here
in the dust-filled day.
solo
Christmas tree ublit
you’re raw
But that’s ok;
I’m awed, too.
[chorus]
And when music dies;
laughter fades
The trimmings are removed
from balustrades
In that unforgiving ight
You can show yourself to me
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Crush Limbo North Bergen, New Jersey
Crush Limbo is the stage name of NY-NJ-based musician Colm Clark.
It's bedroom pop
meets Tin Pan Alley -- a world where glam gets it on with André Popp, teasing midlife symphonies from tear-shaped guordalins.
And in the grand tradition of Sondheim, Wonder, Bowie, and the Beatles — melody is key, baby, and tunes are where it's at.
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