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Last Lucky Song


Something About History
© 2016, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick

I couldn't answer to you
could only answer to
something about history
something of biology
I gotta hand it to you
could hold a candle to 
something with more mystery
needing no apology
something that I wanna be

I've got a thing for you now
I'm gonna blow your house 
down where I wanna be
down no apology

I've got it out for you now
I'm gonna blow your house
down down down down down

It's like a movie to you
just like the one where you
rewrite your history
forswear biology
You're on the screen up there too
and when you act it you're
something with more mystery
needing no apology
something that I wanna be

I've got a thing for you now
I'm gonna blow your house 
down where I wanna be
down no apology

I've got it out for you now
I'm gonna blow your house
down down down down down

I made a present for you
a little book that says
something about history
something of biology
You have a page in there too
and in the picture you're
something with more mystery
needing no apology
something that I wanna be now, now now

I've got a thing for you now
I'm gonna blow your house 
down where I wanna be
down no apology (down down down down down)

I've got it out for you now
I'm gonna blow your house
down down down down down

I've got a thing for you now
I'm gonna blow your house 
down where I wanna be
down no apology (down down down down down)

I've got it out for you now
I'm gonna blow your house
down down down down down

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Hot Potato Sweet Potato
© 2016, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick
Hot potato sweet potato
3 potato 4
Nice potato mean potato
clean potato whore
If you wanna mash potato
go and shut the door
If you wanna stay a new potato
leave em wanting more

There's something about you, darling
that makes me dream in broad daylight
there's something about your eyes
and the sugar in your body
that makes me wanna dance it through the night

through the night

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Pictures of Everything
© 2016, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick
You're singing in the shower liike the
fool you used to be
Back when your little head was full of
curiosity 
When you ever coming home it's just a 
game of wait and see
when you ever gonna own the
surly surreality that's
that's your reality

It's in the way you think
The only way to see
Pictures of everything
They made you one of each
you want em to, you know it

Your mind is racing
faster than a rollercoaster
But if you win this game you get a
brand new toaster
And should you ever 
wonder how it's going over

Just take a look around and know your
friends and lovers 
they're only
friends and lovers

It's in the way they think
The only way to see
Pictures of everything
They gave you one of each
you asked em to, you know it

Tomorrow's winning, yesterday a grand illusion
Your tunnel vision almost made it feel like losing
but when the magic steals up in a sneak attack you
know once you find it 
there there'll be no going back there
there'll be no going back cuz

It's in the way you think
The only way to see
Pictures of everything
You made em one of each

It's in the way you think
The only way to see
Pictures of everything
You gave em one of each

you wanted to, you know it

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Swampy
© 2015, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick

You seen old Swampy swelling 
his belly's fat and hairy
Could turn a reservoir in
into an estuary

His face is getting scary 
a worthy ruthless adversary
could shrink an artery down down
down to a capillary

No, a tributary 
No, an actuary
No, a sanctuary
No, a mortuary

He came from Tipperary
Said it was hot and airy
This made us shiver in our skins
like it was February

It's only temporary
Brutal but necessary
And you better write it down
Or it might come true one day

It might come true one day
It might come true one day
It might come true one day

Deluge of great proportion
You read the Bible, don'tcha
Your future's bright as Hades
You're such a lucky lady

You always thought you'd narrate
your own obituary
but you better write it down
then just drop the pen and run
run 
run 
run 


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Figure it Out
© 2015, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick

You're figuring out
you never joined em and
they never gave in

There's a lingering doubt
of whether you were born
or whether you've been

and you know
they wouldn't tell you
You wouldn't want em to
but they wrote it down
Krazy-Glued it to your forehead

And you barely notice
but even so you know
the last time may be
right around the corner

And you're figuring out 
	-- we know  
where you've been before
You've never yet been
	-- what love
a wavering doubt
	-- can do
of what you came here for  
and where you go when
	-- for you

And you know
I couldn't show you
You wouldn't want me to
but even the thought
gets me hot around the collar 

and you barely show it
but even so you know
the last time it
charmed your socks off

We're figuring out
	-- we know
		-- inciting now
what we need us for 
and who we need then
	-- what love
		-- subsiding how

It was never in doubt
	-- can do
		-- inviting now
what we came here for
and whether we win
	-- for you
		-- abiding

And you know
we barely show it
but even so we know
relieve it or not
it's a proper hot and bothered

And we shouldn't blow it
but friend or foe you know 
the next time we'll
knock their socks off

We're figuring out 
	-- we know 
		-- inciting now 
where we've been before
We've never yet been
	-- what love
		-- subsiding how 
a wavering doubt
	-- can do
		-- inviting now 
of what we came here for  
and where we go when
	-- for you
		-- abiding 

and you know
I need to know you
you need to know me too
believe it or not
it was written on your body

and as these things go
you can barely notice but
the last time's the charmed one

We're figuring out
	-- we know
		-- inciting now
what we need us for 
and who we need then
	-- what love
		-- subsiding how

It was never in doubt
	-- can do
		-- inviting now
what we came here for
and whether we win
	-- for you
		-- abiding

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To the Nines
© 2015, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick
Ive been thinking
learned a few things
trying to get em
outa my way
before the sun stops sinking

Lately youve been playing with my mind
Lately meaning mainly all the time
Players playing something so sublime
Makes you make you make you up your mind

Ive been dreaming
bears repeating
while away a day after day
you may need to make some meaning 

Lately its been weighing on my mind
Maybe you been waiting for a sign
Let my eyes undress you to the nines
Another moment you be feeling fine

Millions out there waiting
Millions more theyre not
Whenever the day gets carried away
The humans get too hot

Millions out there wanting
Millions more than ought
Whenever the last day
flickers away you 
gave em all you got

Whenever the last day
flickers away you 
gave it all you got

Whenever the last day
flies you away you 
gave it all you got  

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Glitterbox
© 2015, Brent George, Stephanie Rearick
We're open
come on in and take a look around

We're hoping
that you dig our ladyscissors sound

The top's down
come take a ride with us through town

Come on  
let's give the beauty queen her crown

and whether you're a lover or hater
you'll go out of your mind

no matter if it's sooner or later
its a matter of time

wasting time
were wasting time

Get high 
on bubblegum and then get
down down down

We offer 
the finest crackerjack
around round round

The prize
is in the glitterbox you've
found found found

Our vibe
is out of sight and out of 
sound sound sound

The weatherman's coming today to
blow you out of your mind

and whether youre the mama or baby's
just a matter of time

wasted time
wasting time
whats yours is mine
stop wasting time

the civil servants
make the building shine

the little birdie's
singing all the time

Red on the inside
and sky blue sky

Play the piano and
and cry cry cry

stuff in the wonderbread
soak the strife

since noone's getting dirty and naked
lets get out of our minds

you'll be living through it sooner or later
its a matter of time

whether it's the last lucky song
or just the end of the line


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Take a Ride
© 2014, Lorrie Hurckes
All the way to heaven baby on this here train
The world will keep on spinning honey, and well just laugh and sing
Every ounce of faith in me is riding on you
Will you stand beside me baby and see this whole thing through
	Ever since, ever since the first day
	That you turned around and looked my way
	I knew right away that I had to have you by my side
	So come on baby take me for a ride
Girl you look so pretty in your sensible travelling dress
and honey you set my soul on fire when your hair is all a mess
Just ride these rails with me across the continent
Our friends will know that were in love from the postcards that we send
	Ever since, ever since the first day
	That you turned around and looked my way
	I knew right away that I had to have you by my side
	So come on baby take me for a ride
Across the desert to the deep blue sea
Come on baby run away with me
This world has got me down and its a heavy load
What we need now are some miles on the road
Miles down the road girl
Miles down the road
Miles down the road girl
Miles down the road
Miles down the road
	Ever since, ever since the first day
	That you turned around and looked my way
I knew right away that I had to have you by my side
	So come on baby take me for a ride
Take a ride with me......Take a ride with me
Take a ride with me ….Take a ride with me

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Crackerjack
© 2014, Stephanie Rearick, Brent George
say
whats the matter with hypocrisy
whats the matter with authority
whats the matter with
back to back and back where we used to be
side to side and back for eternity now
thats a little bit of history
thats a little hagiography
thats a little of back to back and back where we ought be ……

got to admit it
lord he was a crackerjack
strangely committed
something like a lumber jack
never forget it
almost had a heart attack
yeah

dont you pretend
the good times never end
back to back and back where we used to be
side to side and back for eternity now
thats a little bit of history
thats a little hagiography
thats a little of back to back and ...

got to admit it
lord you were a crackerjack
strangely committed
something like a running back
youll never forget it
feeling like a heart attack
yeah

dont you pretend
the good times had to end
back to back and back where we used to be
side by side and back where oughta be
now
thats a little bit of history
thats a little hagiography
thats a little..

got to admit it
lord you were a crackerjack
strangely committed
something like a running back
youll come to regret it
but youll love the turning back
yeah

dont you pretend
the good times have to end
back to back and back where we oughta be
side by side and out to infinity now
thats your history now
thats hagiography
thats reality now

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Bubblegum
© 2014, Stephanie Rearick, Brent George
Your cigarette was smoldering
    and glowing red and yellow
	glowing red and yellow

Five million words were spoken but you
	had em right at hello
	had em right at hello

And while the rest of all the universe
was your own Waterloo
You had all you ever really wanted

And when they want you
Oh, its like a Mello Yello
And when they need you
Yeah, youre blowing bubble gum
And when they love you
oh, its like a young bordello
When they lean close and
say youre not the only one

You had all you ever really wanted

Your idle mind was daydreaming
    and feeling sweet and mellow
	feeling sweet and mellow

You got our heartstrings singing
then you played em like a cello
	     played em like a cello

And while the rest of all the universe
was falling out of tune
you heard all you ever really wanted
you heard all you ever really wanted

vocal/instrumental/bridge

Your cigarette was smoldering
    and glowing red and yellow
	glowing red and yellow

Five million words were spoken but you
	had em right at hello
	had em right at hello

And while the rest of all the universe
was your own Waterloo
You had all you ever really wanted

Your idle mind was daydreaming
    and feeling sweet and mellow
	feeling sweet and mellow

You got our heartstrings singing
then you played em like a cello
	     played em like a cello

And while the rest of all the universe
was falling out of tune
you heard all you ever really wanted
you heard all you ever really wanted

And when they want you
Oh, its like a Mello Yello
And when they need you
Yeah, youre blowing bubble gum
And when they love you
oh, its like a young bordello
When they lean close and
say youre not the only one

And when they want you
Oh, its like a Mello Yello
And when they need you
Yeah, youre blowing bubble gum
And when they love you
Baby, its a young bordello
When they lean close and
say youre not the only one

You had all you ever really wanted
You heard all you ever really wanted
You had all you ever really wanted
You heard all you ever really wanted


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Down Down Down
© 2014, Stephanie Rearick
Down Down Down

When they say theyve come to shoot you
get down and down and down and down

When the music flows right through you 
get down and down and down and down

Why dont you hear your mother there
yelling whats the matter
youre down and down and down and down

Youre waiting on the kisses 
that always make it better
youre down and down and down and down

When the funnel blows right to you
get down and down and down and down

when the holy spirit moves you
get down and down and down and down

and when you hear the weatherman cursing at the weather
youre down and down and down and down

but wading in the water 
will only make you wetter
youre down and down and down and down

I remember days
whenever Id hear your voice
Id get so carried away
I tell ya it wasnt wise
I knew then but too late,
I adored you
whatever way
it went down it may
leave me cryin and singing and playin piano-o
 

but when you hear the weatherman 
talking up the weather
get down and down and down and down
Hes waiting on the kisses
that always make it better
get down and down and down and down
   
I could see a time
in order to hear your voice
I would stop
turn on a dime
and offer a joyful noise
 
I could name the ways
that I adore you
but anyway
I did yesterday
now Im crying and singing and playing piano oh

but when you see the weatherman
clearing up the weather
get down and down and down and down
Youre waiting on the kisses
that always make it better
get down and down and down and down

And when you see your mother there
yelling whats the matter
get down and down and down and down
Cuz walking on the water 
will always make you wetter
get down and down and down and down 

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Wasting Time
© 2014,Stephanie Rearick, Brent George
Time waits for the clock
that says it goes on
and on while you talk
of time wasted

We kneel and pray
for those who cannot wait
we kneel and pray
for those who cannot wait
we kneel and pray
for those who cannot wait 
a long long time

waits and watches while you wind
the watch that says whats yours is mine
and while you mind the clock that stops
your wasted time 
from wasting time

wasting time
whats yours is mine
wasting time

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Long Lost Glass Shoe
© 2014, Lorrie Hurckes
Will you be my bucking bronco tonight
Will you play with me through the night
Will you be my one true love tonight
Honey you are such a beautiful sight

A sight for sore eyes, you have me hypnotized
And all else well, it seems to fade away
Cuz you've got what I want; and you've got what I need
And honey it's my hungry soul you feed

Will you give me kisses on the cheek
I bet you'll sweep me right off my feet
You're the prettiest thing I've ever seen
You could be my beauty queen

A sight for sore eyes, you have me hypnotized
And all else seems to fade away
You've got what I want; you've got what I need
And honey it's my hungry soul you feed

Will you be my revolutionary fighting machine
I bet you'll show me so many things
I could see going real real far with you
Cuz you found my long lost glass shoe

A sight for sore eyes, you have me hypnotized
And all else seems to fade away
You've got what I want; you've got what I need
And honey it's my hungry soul you feed


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Red/Blue
© 2014, Stephanie Rearick, Brent George
Come whenever they call you
Know whatever you know
Pink on the inside
Blue when youre feeling low

Go wherever they tell you
Even off to the war
Life on the outside
Love, your only reward

I only wanted 
more than you ever could dream of

Love whoever they tell you
Be whoever you love
Red on the inside
Blue when youre breathing slow

I always wanted
all you were never thinking of
You only wanted
more than you ever could dream of


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Mamas Little Baby
© 2014, Lorrie Hurckes
Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread 
Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread 

All the little babies are feeling kinda crazy
Our eyes are looking hazy, its no time to be lazy
Weve been chasing it in circles around this crazy maze
and Im tired of chasing the carrot theyve tied onto the end of a
stringing us along for way to long
its time we come together, its time to be strong 
instead of waiting on our mamas to carry us along
well rise up together, and stand up tall and 
well stand for the truth and well say it out loud
cuz thats how well make our mamas proud

Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread 
Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread 

All the little baby heads are filled with all the lies their fed
the little brother now is dead, the sisters hooked on pills instead
The neighbor lost his job again, can barely keep his family fed
and were still waiting on the government to make the changes that they said
would lift us out of this mess were in, but
instead were sitting around with bruises on our chins
Well my mama always taught me to be brave and 
to stand up for yourself even if youre afraid 
cuz it takes a lot of noise if youre gonna make a change 
so shout it from the rooftops, sing it in the rain yeah

Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread yeah
Mamas little baby loves, Mamas little baby loves, 
Mamas little baby loves shortening bread yeah


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Last Lucky Song
© 2014, Stephanie Rearick, Brent George
Dont you love that good-looking weatherman
Came on like a hurricane
Would have made a great tornado

Drank up too much rain, now your insides are
Bursting like a water main
Cooling off this hot potato

Thought I heard you moaning and wailing, 
“Man, I got an awful pain
Lord, I need some novocaine”

And when the little birdie
that sings inside your ribcage
looks and sounds just like a dead canary

And when your best friends 
old-fashioned fancy pantsy wedding
starts to feeling kinda funerary
Thats when youve got to play
your last lucky song

Dont you know that hole in your teachers head
Oh, its like a sewer drain
leaking in and out again

Gonna stuff that hole full of Wonder Bread
Soak up all the strife and strain
Tell him its a wholesome grain

Saw that teacher holding his head, he said
“Man, I got an awful pain
Lord, I need some novocaine”

And when the little birdie
that sings inside your ribcage
looks and sounds just like a dead canary

And when that whitebread
old-fashioned spongey-wongey brainpan
starts to looking kinda green and hairy
Thats when youve got to play
your last lucky song

Gonna hoe a row on the open plain
Then you fill it up again
Drag your clanking ankle chain

Gotta grow a row of your own instead
When they take your spade away
Dare them to unleash the rain

Got that warden crying and wailing
“Man, I got an awful pain
Lord, I need some novocaine”

And when the little birdie
that sings inside your ribcage
looks and sounds just like a dead canary

And when that good time
old-fashioned honky tonky music
starts to sounding real contemporary
Thats when youve got to play
your last lucky song

Thats when youve got to play


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