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SONG LYRICS

I’M NOT A TRAIN

I’M NOT A TRAIN, BUT I COULD JUMP SOME TRACKS

I’M NOT INSANE, BUT MY BRAIN GETS OUT OF WACK

BRAKE DOWN IN SUNNY L.A.

BRAKE DOWN ON A SUMMER DAY

I’M NOT YOUR LOVER, BUT I GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED

I’M NOT YOUR KILLER, BUT I COULD WATCH YOU BLEED

(BRAKE DOWN) I COULD WATCH YOU BLEED

BRAKE DOWN IN SUNNY L.A. (I’M NOT YOUR LOVER)

BRAKE DOWN ON A SUMMER DAY

THIS AIN’T WHAT YOU SENT AROUND COMING BACK AROUND

THIS AIN’T YOUR POSTMAN RINGING AGAIN

BRAKE DOWN IN SUNNY L.A. (I’M NOT A TRAIN)

BRAKE DOWN ON A SUMMER DAY (I’M NOT YOUR LOVER)

I’M NOT YOUR CONFESSOR, BUT I COULD ABSOLVE SOME SINS

I’M NOT YOUR BIRTHDAY, BUT YOU’LL FIND SOME PLACE TO BEGIN

YOU’RE NOT MY MANTRA, BUT I COULD BEAR REPEATING

I’M NOT YOUR WHIP BOY, BUT I COULD TAKE YOUR BEATING

THIS AIN’T WHAT YOU SENT AROUND COMING BACK AROUND

THIS AIN’T ANYTHING, THIS AIN’T ANYTHING

BRAKE DOWN IN SUNNY L.A. (I’M NOT A TRAIN)

BRAKE DOWN ON A SUMMER DAY

NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN

THERE’S NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN

THERE‘S NOTHING HERE THAT HASN’T BEEN SEEN BY EVERYONE

THIS IS NOTHING HERE THAT’S NEVER BEEN DONE

THIS IS NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN

ALL PEOPLE CHANGE LIKE THE SEASONS CHANGE

AS THE ENERGY MOVES AROUND

AND LIFE GOES ON AFTER PEOPLE MOVE ON

AS THE UNIVERSE GOES TO GROUND

SOME FORCES ALIGN AND SOME FORCES COLLIDE

BUT EVERYTHING FINDS IT’S WAY

LIFE LOOKS LIKE CHAOS AND SOME PEOPLE GET LOST

BUT NO ONE REALLY GOES ASTRAY

THEY FIND THEIR WAY, IT’S NOTHING NEW

I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOMETHING NEW THERE IS NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN

YOU SAID ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR

YOU JUST SAID ALL’S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR

WHEN YOUR MIND STARTED CHANGING AND THE TIDE STARTED CHANGING

AS EVERYTHING FINALLY BURNS OUT

LOVE LOOKS LIKE CHAOS AND SOME PEOPLE GET LOST

AND SOMETIMES THEY NEVER GET FOUND

THEY GO TO GROUND

THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING

THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING, WE HAVE CLEARED THE RUNWAY FOR FLIGHT NUMBER 1, 2, 3,

GRAB YOURSELF A FLIGHT ATTENDANT, MAGAZINE AND GIN AND TONIC

I’M GONNA ROLL THIS PHAT BOY OUT, THE SUPER DUPER SUPER SONIC

MILE HIGH (I’M THE ONLY WAY TO FLY) FRIENDLY SKIES

SHE’S ALL FUELED UP AND READY TO GO, WE’VE SCRUBBED HER DOWN, SHE’S LOOKING TIGHT.

WELCOME ABOARD, WE’RE GLAD TO SEE YOU, WE ALL HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR FLIGHT

YOU’RE GONNA JUMP ON IT, THE SUPER DUPER SONIC

MILE HIGH (I’M THE ONLY WAY TO FLY) FRIENDLY SKIES

I’VE CHECKED AND RECHECKED ALL THE SYSTEMS, THE WEATHER REPORTS PERFECT CONDITIONS

FOLD UP YOUR LITTLE TRAY AND GET YOUR SEAT IN THE RIGHT POSITION

ENTER COURSE FOR FLIGHT NUMBER 1, 2, 3, 4 ….. I’M UP AND READY TO GO… THE BIG BOY IS UP

WE CAN WING THIS BIRD FROM COAST TO COAST OR SKIP IT ACROSS THAT BIG OLD POND

LONDON, PARIS, OR ROME, OR ANY POINT BEYOND

THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING, THE REAR THRUSTER IS OPERATING AT FULL CAPACITY, PLEASE GET YOUR SEAT IN THE UPRIGHT POSITION…. I’M HEADING IN

IT WILL BE A PLEASANT 69 DEGREES WHEN WE TOUCH IT DOWN AT CHAZ DE GAULLE

I’M SO GLAD YOU CAME WITH US, AND ONCE AGAIN WE’D LIKE TO THANK YOU ALL

OUT OF THE BLUE

JUMPING, JOLTING, BUMPING, BOLTING, PULSATING

BUCKING, THUMPING, TWITCHING, HUMPING, SQUEALING LOVE

OUT OF THE BLUE, WALKING TALKING JESUS

LURKING, HIDING, JERKING WRITHING, WHERE DID THEY COME UP WITH YOU

JITTER AND QUIVER, GLAMOUR AND GLITTER, WHERE DID THEY COME UP WITH YOU

OUT OF THE BLUE, WALKING TALKING JESUS

WHISPERING AND SNEAKING, SQUIRMING AND SQUEAKING, IN THE BROAD DAYLIGHT

TRICKY AND DREAMY, KICKING AND SCREAMING, IN THE BROAD DAYLIGHT

OUT OF THE BLUE, WALKING TALKING JESUS

DEATH OF AN ATHEIST

I’VE WALKED WITH PRINCES AND POPPERS AND DOGS AND KINGS

I’VE DRANK GOLDEN ALE FROM A FLOWING SPRING

I’VE HAD ENOUGH UNTIL I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO BUST

I’VE SEEN MY FACE ON A MOVIE SCREEN

I’VE SMELT BAKING PIES AND GASOLINE

TAKE YOUR POKE IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE

NO, I DON’T THINK SO

I DON’T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING, I DON’T BELIEVE

I’VE HEARD BASEBALL CROWDS AND RACING CARS

VIOLINS AND ELECTRIC GUITARS

THEIR ALL NICE BUT I’M GETTING BLOWN AWAY

I DON’T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING, I DON’T BELIEVE

I DIDN’T REALIZE THE LIGHT SHINNING IN YOUR EYES

I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS YOU

I DON’T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING, I DON’T BELIEVE

I’VE SEEN THIS WORLD THOUGH DRUNKEN EYES

I’VE TRIED MEDITATION AND COUNTLESS HIGHS

THERE’S NOTHING THERE SO I GAVE UP THE SEARCH

FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH, HERE ON EARTH

I DON’T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING, I DON’T BELIEVE

MONKEY

BRAHMATMAN OPENS HIS EYES AND THE SUN GOD PUMPS HIS ENERGY DOWN ON EDEN

LITTLE BUDDHA PLAYS WITH BABY CHRIST AS VIRGIN MARY GIVES BIRTH TO MOTHER EARTH IN THE FIELDS

THIS IS GOING TO KILL YOUR MONKEY, THE SHIT I GOT WILL KNOCK HIM DOWN

YOU’VE BEEN HOLED UP LIKE A JUNKIE AND THIS IS GOING TO KILL YOUR MONKEY

KRISHNA CHANGES WATER TO WINE AS THREE WISE MEN PRAY TO DARWIN HANGING ON A CROSS

SAINT PETER STANDS AT THE GATES OF MOKSA, VISHNU KILLS ZEUS A SON AND THEN SHE GROWS ANOTHER ONE

THIS IS GOING TO KILL YOUR MONKEY, WHAT I GOT WILL KNOCK HIM DOWN

YOU’VE GOT TO TAKE OFF THE MASK IF YOU ARE EVER GOING TO SEE THE FACE

I BET YOU CAN’T CHANGE THE WINE BACK TO WATER

THIS IS GOING TO KILL YOUR MONKEY, THE SHIT I GOT WILL KNOCK HIM DOWN

Lo-Fi Matthew Erickson 2005

 

She’s a wannabe college lipstick dyke, on a west coast wannabe chopper bike

 

Hanging around like a chop shop flop, with mechanic’s pants crack and a muffin top

 

I’m swinging Lo-Fi

Is that all you’ve got for me

Just bringing Lo-Fi

Just that low fidelity

 

I have a little trouble keeping out of trouble

I have a little trouble keeping on the level

 

I’m rolling lo fi blonde on blonde with an easy broadcast, looking for a hook-up with the trashy trash

 

She got the motor mouth cranking before the brain is engaged, it’s cat eat kitty cat for front and center stage

 

Why am I messing around with the cow when I’m getting that milk for free

 

I’m swinging Lo-Fi

Is that all you’ve got for me

Just bringing Lo-Fi

Just that low fidelity

 

I have a little trouble keeping out of trouble (that’s right)

I have a little trouble keeping on the level

 

Why am I messing around with the cow when I’m getting that milk for free

 

She dons a low rise cut above the hottie hot, and it don’t take no money to get the money shot

 

It’s a soft tail ride with a clean clean skate, it’s a diggitydog dinner I’m licking the diggitydog plate

 

Why am I messing around with the cow when I’m getting that milk for free

 

I’m swinging Lo Fi

(she says)

Is that all you’ve got for me

Just bringing Lo Fi

Just that low fidelity

 

I have a little trouble keeping out of trouble

I have a little trouble keeping on the level

 

RENAISSANCE   Matthew Erickson copyright 2006

 

Renaissance, renaissance

 

I’ve been waiting for someone to sing my song to

Are you waiting for someone to sing a song to you

 

Life and love

Been gone so long

 

The sunlight is breaking through my window

And filling up my room

The sunlight is breaking through my window

And filling up my room

 

I’ve been waiting for someone to sing my song to

Are you waiting for someone to sing a song to you

I’ve been waiting for someone to sing my song to

Are you waiting for someone to sing a song to you

 

Life and love

Been gone so long

It gets so dark

Before the dawn

 

The sunlight is breaking through my window

And filling up my room

The sunlight is breaking through my window

And filling up my room

 

I’ve been waiting for someone to sing my song to

Are you waiting for someone to sing a song to you

I’ve been waiting for someone to sing my song to

Are you waiting for someone to sing a song to you

 

I turn the door knob, to my room

I feel the gut wrenching kick of loneliness

 

Wake up from the coma of isolation

Wake up from the coma of self importance

Wake up from the coma of my life

 

 

Broom Sweep Time Matthew Erickson copyright 2005

 

 

It’s time to leave, broom sweep time

It’s time to leave, broom sweep time

 

 

Cutting and pasting until the rhymes and prose fall in the right place

 

Nothings wasted until the time the nose falls to spite the face

 

 

It’s time to leave, (get away day), broom sweep time

It’s time to leave, broom sweep time

 

(get away day)

 

It’s time to leave, broom sweep time

It’s time to leave, broom sweep time

 

 

Remember to forget all your final thoughts, and forget to remember all your forget me nots

 

Take your last look, take your last shot

 

It’s time to leave, (get away day), broom sweep time, (get away day)

It’s time to leave, (get away day), broom sweep time, (get away day)

 


Little scatterbrain Matthew Erickson 2005

 

Little scatterbrain

with your messed up hair

And your thick black frames

 

Little scatterbrain

With your broken fingernails

And sticky candy canes

 

You’re a scatterbrain

 

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

 

You’re a scatterbrain

 

Little scatterbrain

With your blue plaid skirts

And your sophomoric games

 

Little scatterbrain

Your school girl smile

Is driving me insane

 

You’re a scatterbrain

 

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

 

Little scatterbrain

With your mixed up numbers

And your forgotten names

 

Little scatterbrain

With self invented style

And self invented slang

 

Little scatterbrain

Your school girl smile

Is driving me insane

 

Little scatterbrain

You’re late for work

You missed your ride again

 

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

You haven’t got a clue

About what you’re doing to me

 

Broken (Evelyn’s Theme) Matthew Erickson 2005

 

Broken fruit swinging from broken trees

Broken children singing broken melodies

 

A broken drum advancing a broken beat

A broken bride and groom dancing on broken feet

 

Broken cars driving through broken streets

Broken markets thriving on broken receipts

 

Broken poets matching their broken rhymes

Broken cameras catching broken moments in time

 

Broken moments in time

Broken moments in time

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Evelyn’s broken world

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Broken sparrows flying through broken skies

Broken mothers crying though their broken eyes

 

Broken lives bury a broken girl

Evelyn’s broken world

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Evelyn’s broken world

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Why?

 

Broken sail boats gliding on broken seas

Broken ministers writing broken eulogies

 

Broken castles crumbling to broken sand

Broken lovers fumbling with their broken hands

 

Broken lives bury a broken girl

Evelyn’s broken world

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Why?

 

A broken fighter gets up and gets broken again

All the kings broken horses and all the kings broken men

 

Broken lives bury a broken girl

Evelyn’s broken world

Evelyn’s broken world

 

Big box of buttons Matthew Erickson 2005

 

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Saddle up, saddle up

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Going to ride it one more time

 

I’m going to ride this horse into the ground

I like ‘em built for comfort

I’m going to ride this horse into the ground

She likes ‘em built to last

 

I’m going to ride this horse into the ground

And then I’m going to get down

And then I’m going to get down

Like James Brown headin’ uptown

 

I like ‘em built

 

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Saddle up, saddle up

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Going to ride it one more time

 

I went downtown looking for the glitter

I went downtown looking for the gold

I can’t see myself in that trashy glitter

I can’t see myself in that trashy gold

 

I going to ride this horse into the ground

And then I’m going to get down

Like James Brown headin’ uptown

 

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Saddle up, saddle up

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Going to ride it one more time

 

I going to ride this horse into the ground

 

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Saddle up, saddle up

Momma’s got a big box of buttons

Going to ride it one more time

 

 

 

 

 

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