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Summer Rain
03:14
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Feels like a 110 as I’m melting in the shade
Sitting under a Georgia pine drinking sweaty lemonade
Hell I can’t get no relief from this dreaded heat wave
Hoping, begging, and praying for just a sip of summer rain, oh summer rain
This dust storm is choking the life from this town again
Everyone is hunkered inside thinking it’s the end
The drinking well has run dry but we’re still going down the drain
I guess we’re all a little thirsty for just a sip of summer rain
Oh summer rain
Let’s do a little rain dance
Come and boogaloo with me
Let’s do a little rain dance
And have that water wash us clean
Let’s do a little rain dance
Come and two-step with me
Let’s do a little rain dance
And have the thunder showers wash us, oh so clean
Feels like a 110 as I’m melting in the shade
Sitting under a Georgia pine drinking drops of lemonade
Hell I can’t get no relief from this dreaded heat wave
Now I’m at the end of my rope begging for summer rain
Hell I can’t get no relief from this dreaded heat wave
Now I’m at the end of my rope praying for summer rain
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El Bohemian
04:37
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Cigarettes and coffee isn’t breakfast I know
It’s more like beatnik chicken soup for the soul
Another wasted day doing nothing at all
Turing apathy into an art form
Thinking deeply as deep as you go
Thinking like a thoughtful old soul
Whisper to me some words of wisdom
Passing on knowledge like a shaman
Cause the world is not a simple place as you navigate through time and space
There’s no prize that hides behind each door
Colorful Rorschach paintings scattered across the floor
Like a flower beauty grows amongst the strain
As it was harvested from the dirt from all my pain
Thinking deeply as deep as you go
Thinking like a thoughtful old soul
Whisper to me some words of wisdom
Passing on knowledge like a shaman
Cause the world is not a simple place as you navigate through time and space
There’s no final word, no final refrain
Through the ashes love will live to rise again
Standing here waiting breathing new life
Getting a second chance so I can roll the dice
Thinking deeply as deep as you go
Thinking like a thoughtful old soul
Whisper to me some words of wisdom
Passing on knowledge like a shaman
Cause the world is not a simple place as you navigate through time and space
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Marooned In Solitude
03:33
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I am a silent film
I don’t need words to express my emotions
I’m like the albatross
Out to sea all alone in my ocean
I’m crisscrossing latitudes
To change my point of view
I’m marooned in solitude
I’m marooned in solitude
I am the needle
In the fabric of the life that I’m sewing
I’m like a rocket ship
Speeding through the galaxies I’m exploring
I’m crisscrossing satellites
To change my point of view
I’m marooned in solitude
I’m marooned in solitude
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Gumshoe Dossiers
04:59
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Old Sam Heller he’s a ham seller
The kind-hearted butcher to all the city dwellers
He’s well versed in David Allen Coe
And he likes to read Edgar Allan Poe
As he cranks Jeff Beck's record “Blow By Blow”
Those are the facts
What more do you need to know?
Sweet Molly Baker the local undertaker
Her post mortem prices are fair but won’t break ya
She likes to sing opera all alone
She never lets anyone hear her siren song
You need Sigmund Freud to diagnose what went wrong
Don’t stand in silence
You might as well sing along
There’s been a murder in this town
The people are talking
The killers’ spreading doubt
The gumshoe sleuth is gonna find out how it all went down
Collecting clues to make his mama proud
Young Martha Spicer the waitress at the diner
Slinging breakfast to all the village criers
The Hollywood hills is where she wants to go
Staring in a syndicated T.V. show
Will she make it?
Hey man, you never know
She’s getting one step closer with every served up of Joe
There’s been a murder in this town
The people are talking
The killers’ spreading doubt
The gumshoe sleuth is gonna find out how it all went down
Collecting clues to make his mama proud
Unveil the devil that hides behind their cheap disguise
Don’t let the devil get away with this insidious crime
Mr. Marty Asher the strange haberdasher
The rumors are true he hails from Alaska
He retired from the salmon fishery
To become a mad hatter in the haberdashery
He’s getting one step closer with every drop of mercury
His eyes look normal but deep down he’s going crazy
There’s been a murder in this town
The people are talking
The killers’ spreading doubt
The gumshoe sleuth is gonna find out how it all went down
Collecting clues to make his mama proud
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Graztopia New York, New York
Graztopia is an original one-man band/singer-songwriter/live looping artist from New York, NY who has been actively playing and writing music his entire life. His well crafted original songs combined with his poetic/storyteller like lyrics span various genres of music such as rock n roll, alternative folk rock, singer-songwriter, jamband, psychedelic, jazz/blues, etc... ... more
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