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Lullaby for Grown-ups
03:49
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touch down on the Tarmac
swing your bag over your back
flag a taxi down, drive right downtown
then give her a tip and tip your cap
pay for a room on main street
kick off your shoes, put up your feet
it's been a long day of travellin', and nobody knows where all you've been
so tonight you'll just watch TV
... watch TV
wake up to the birds and the freeway
open up the curtains to the sun's rays
eggs and bacon and toast with jam, coffee with cream and you're a happy clam
time to start another day
hit the strip and spend a ton
buy some souvenirs for your loved ones
a t-shirt and a packet of cards, a bottle of wine and a box of cigars
and some souvenirs for your loved ones
... have a drink
the little light turns green, so in you go
chinese and late night talk shows
you better get to sleep, you got an early flight, one more day and you'll be home by twilight
that is, unless it snows
you crane your neck, you see the red
a crowd's gathering, shaking their heads
but no harm done, what's a little delay, it's a big city, go out and play
or maybe just go back to bed
... go to sleep
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Rosemary
04:42
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dark nights, days blue
I wish I knew
what you, are going through
and what I could do
it's not war
it's not poverty
and the fault's not yours
so who the fuck do we blame?
black crow, little bean
signs of pain unseen
it breaks my heart, and it breaks yours too
so let's pick up the pieces, let's get out the glue
it's not war
it's not poverty
and the fault's not yours
so who the fuck do we blame
for all of this pain?
God, give us what we need
for our heads not a roof but some blessed relief
hope for tomorrow and present peace
just one good day and a restful sleep
You, you have worth
Mary, Mary gives birth
to Peace on Earth
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have yourself a merry little christmas
let your heart be light
from now on, all your troubles will be out of sight
have yourself a merry little christmas
make the yuletide gay
from now on, our troubles will be miles away
here we are as in olden days
happy golden days of yore
faithful friends who are dear to us,
gather near to us once more
through the years we all will be together
if the fates allow
hang a shining star upon the highest bough
and have yourself a merry little christmas now
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Joel Brandt Abbotsford, British Columbia
Emo-mumblin' around in the space between simple guitar-driven folk and thrift-store keyboard bedroom pop
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