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Best at Being Me
04:51
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Some days it's kind of tough
Living in this dream
Finding where you fit and climbing
All the walls between
And people love to tear you down
They'll stomp you like a trampoline
And there's always someone better at
Almost anything
But whatever
I came with a lifetime guarantee
God knows I'm the best at being me
I may not be clever
But I'm loaded with idiosyncracies
Heaven knows that I'm the best at being me
When you're young they tell you to be
Smart and go to school
That's where you learn that
Everybody breaks the rules
You try to change the world
And you try not to be cruel
Only to find now you're a
Tool or a fool
But whatever
I came with a lifetime guarantee
God knows I'm the best at being me
I may not be clever
But I'm loaded with idiosyncracies
Heaven knows that I'm the best at being me
Hey, yeah, it's all good and I'm okay
I'm watching wheels go round today
I know bankers in the city
With swimming pools and cars
Friends that moved to Hollywood
Hanging out with movie stars
And singers running around the world
Playing their guitars
And doctors in big mansions they got
Giving seminars
But whatever
I came with a lifetime guarantee
God knows I'm the best at being me
I may not be clever
But I'm loaded with idiosyncracies
Heaven knows that I'm the best at being me
Heaven knows that I'm the best at being me
Heaven knows that I'm the best at being me
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
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2. |
Hate It When You're Mad
03:29
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Well, I had a good night
Till you started acting rude
You gave me kisses at the front door
Before you got that attitude
You promised me some cherry pie
But I got barbecued
I listen to you groan
Hear your drama night and day
You ask for my advice but don't remember
A word I have to say
Last night I dreamed about the crossroads
I said Devil, just make it go away
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
Let me clean your dishes
Let me rub your back and feet
I'll mow your yard, wash your car
You just pick a day this week
But you better send that frown out of town
Or I'm gonna leave for Tennessee
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
No, no
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
I hate it when you're mad at me
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All of my life I've been trying to turn the tables
I'm getting tired of getting left behind
You might think I'd sink with every lie and betrayal
Looking for someone I could never find
Somewhere in the back of my mind
I've seen your face a thousand times
Maybe you're the dream I can't let go
When the fates are so unkind
It's easy to be disinclined but
Take a chance and love me like you know
Baby don't let me go
Maybe I'm wrong
I can't tell you what I'm feeling
Like deja vu
Like I knew you from the start
I don't know what's real and your silly grin is winning
I've got a feeling we won't fall apart
Feels so right when we're together
No longer burning yesterday
It's so long till Monday
We can run if you don't want to stay
Just get away
Somewhere in the back of my mind
I've seen your face a thousand times
Maybe you're the dream I can't let go
When the fates are so unkind
It's easy to be disinclined but
Take a chance and love me like you know
Baby don't let me go
Baby don't let me go
Don't let me go
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4. |
Dog Sniffin' Blues
02:16
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I hear the dog a sniffin'
Sniffin' at the door
My wife already fed him
But he still wants some more
He's got an angry stomach
I think that's plain to see
But I know after I feed him
He'll just go out and pee
When he was just a puppy
He peed upon the floor
He still pees on the carpet
And tinkles on the door
He hacks up phlegm and spittle
I know his time draws near
But that dog, he keeps on pissing
Lord, I want him out of here
There's probably rich folks petting on
Their thousand-dollar dogs
They probably teach their canines
Not to roll around in their own logs
My mutt, he keeps on rolling, rolling
Smells like a sewer breeze
If dogs find relief in heaven
His piss will surely rain down on me.
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5. |
Wishing My Life Away
03:41
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Three more weeks till holiday
Three more weeks of getting paid
See my friends, not much to say
It's looking like more snow today
So I grab my phone and I read the news
So many people got nothing to lose
But they say the future's gonna be okay
And I find myself wishing my life away
Sitting at the traffic light
Thinking 'bout a dream last night
You and I were slipping away
Like Audrey in Roman Holiday
And I wish that I could go back to bed
And stay in the heaven that was in my head
Light turns green, it's another day
And I find myself wishing my life away
Don't you know someday feels like
It's never gonna come, never gonna come around.
One day soon, maybe we can get stuck
Together in the same town
I still have a picture of you and me
Last June sitting on the beach
Wish that I could go back in time
Live in the heaven that's in my mind
But I know the world don't work that way
I really don't have more to say
Just want you to know that I'm okay
While I'm sitting here wishing my life away
Wishing my life away
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6. |
Gitmo
04:01
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I've been running from the CIA
I'm a high-level member of the worldwide evil, well
That's what they say
I've been flown around the planet on a secret plane
Had my tool put on display
Can't go home, they won't lend me a phone
I got tortured in the USA
And I'm not crazy 'bout Jihad
Just because I tried to make it
With a cute girl from Islamabad
I'm headed for Gitmo
I'll be there for my whole life
(Rockin' in Gitmo)
Gonna get beat up tonight
(Fun times in Gitmo)
You can't phone and you can't write
(Lockdown in Gitmo)
I'm never gonna see the light
Everything is one big lie
The Pentagon said I had knives and bombs and flew anthrax on a kite
Told my mom I was a terrorist, wouldn't let me say goodbye
They claim my Eagle Scout award no longer will apply
And I don't back the Taliban
I don't bleed pinko commie red, and I've never been to Iran
But I'm heading for Gitmo
Sucking air for my whole life
(Rockin' in Gitmo)
Gonna get rubber-hosed tonight
(Fun times in Gitmo)
Can't phone and you can't write
(Lockdown in Gitmo)
Never gonna see the light
I used to wave the flag in July
But now them German Shephard's bite
I'm headed for Gitmo
I'll be there for my whole life life
(Rockin' in Gitmo)
Gonna get beat up tonight
(Fun times in Gitmo)
You can't phone and you can't write
(Lockdown in Gitmo)
I'm never gonna see the light
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7. |
Too Late
04:25
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I'll tell you something, please don't think I'm crazy
Don't try to help cos you won't change my mind
But when I saw her yesterday
She almost knocked my heartbeat out of line
She smiles like August in December
Likes to wear a jacket that she bought in Tokyo
Can't tell her that I think she's fine
But just the same, I want to let her know
I really want to let her know
Sitting in the back and throwing paper
Waiting for something to say
We could make it happen if she looks at me before she walks away
Shake my head cos it's already too late
They say the hardest part of being lonely
Is finding time so you can be a friend
Staring at the ceiling and
Knowing that you missed the show again
If I had her number I would call her
Just to let her know I've got a name
But I'm staring out the window and
I guess I only have myself to blame
I'm sitting in the back and throwing paper
Thinking of some other day
We could make it happen if I catch her eye before she walks away
Shake my head cos it's already too late
I don't know why some girl that I don't know is keeping me awake
One minute I was cruising right along
Now I feel like I made a huge mistake
She smiles like sunshine on the water
I heard she moved to Twin Falls, Idaho
Never told her that I think she's fine
But just the same, I want to let her know
I really want to let her know
I want to let her know
I want to let her know
It's too late to let her know
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8. |
Float Away
05:00
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She don't have a broken heart
And she's not feeling down
But she just wants to lay around
She just wants to lay around all day
She used to visit all her friends
And travel out of town
Now she just wants to lay around
She just wants to lay around all day
Maybe she's having fun inside
Happy missing the world go by
Waiting for the perfect rainy day
To catch a dream and float away
One thing she used to say
Don't let plans get in the way
There's so much to see
So many things I know you're gonna do
And even younger still
She wasn't such a bitter pill
Now she just wants to lay around
She just wants to lay around all day
Maybe she's having fun inside
Happy missing the world go by
Waiting for the perfect summer day
To catch a dream and float away
She's floating away
Floating away
Floating away
Float away
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9. |
Find Another Way
03:43
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Got a busted feeling in my soul
Been knocked down, crawling on the floor
It ain't looking good, not today
Gonna find another way
Knew change wouldn't happen overnight
But I thought by now the world would be alright
If troubles make you stronger that's okay
Gonna find another way
All I need is understanding
And a love to call my own
You can run or you can try to make
The place where you belong
What the hell happened to this place?
Everywhere I turn it's Pharisees up in my face
Rich still eat the poor everyday
Gonna find another way
All I need is understanding
And a love to call my own
You can run or you can try to make
The place where you belong
Either get it right or wrong
Face another day
Gonna find another way
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10. |
Peace with the World
02:59
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I heard you got a brand new job
I saw you driving in your brand new car
And I suppose new friends too
Just want you to know I feel happy for you
Cos when you ditched me I could tell
You were one messed up little girl
Glad to see you recovered well
And you finally made peace with the world
It's been years since I got played
I still remember like yesterday
And I'm not too ashamed to say
It took a while for the pain to fade
But I grew up and quit your game
After all that drama unfurled
Now I can forget your name
Gonna try to make peace with the world
Sometimes I forget the little ways
That you almost wrecked my mind
Sometimes love is too blind
I heard you found a new romance
He's everything you want him to be
Well, I'm not placing any bets
I guess I'm glad that it won't be me
Cos when you ditched me I could tell
You were one messed up little girl
Glad to see you recovered well
And you finally made peace with the world
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11. |
Mississippi Moon
02:33
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Tonight I'm going far away
To China or Birmingham
The road is calling and stars are falling
On the lakeside next to town
I've got that
Delta dirt under my feet
Crickets are playing their tune
Tonight I'm dreaming on a Mississippi moon
I'm gonna catch that southbound train
And ride the night away
Through small-town nights and railroad lights
And the muddy river haze
I've got that
Delta dirt under my feet
Crickets are playing their tune
Tonight I'm dreaming on a Mississippi moon
And I don't ever care if the sun comes up again
Let the boxcar wheels roll my blues away
Until my heartache mends
Foxfire's burning in the swamp
The lightning bugs, they glide
While I'm sleeping raincrow's weeping
Stars are in my eyes
I've got that
Delta dirt under my feet
Crickets are playing their tune
Tonight I'm dreaming on a Mississippi moon
Tonight I'm dreaming on a Mississippi moon
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