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Well it aint been too long
Since I found myself stricken down from what I had saw.
Mrs. Big Eyes and Bright Smile
And long, brown, braided hair that seemed to go on for miles.
She's so good, nobody compares!
Nobody knows what it feels like to be in her stare!
Sun-drenched skin; Eyes so wide;
When she looks at me, baby I get high!
(chorus)
My love is alive girl!
And you know that it's true for only you!
The moment is right girl!
Free my soul and set my heart so true!
With a kind-hearted soul,
She's an angel on earth that everybody should know.
WOOH! And when I see those smiling eyes
The angels rejoice in choirs on high!
Come on baby, please
make me the luckiest man the world had every seen
and take my hand!
We're going to the promised land!
She's so good, nobody compares!
Nobody knows what it feels like to be in her stare right now!
Sun-drenched skin; Eyes so wide;
She looked at me and I got high!
(chorus)
(solo)
She's so good, nobody compares!
Nobody knows what it feels like to be in her stare!
Sun-drenched skin; Eyes so wide;
When I looked in her eyes I GOT HIGH!
I GOT HIGH!!!!
I GOT HIGH!!!!!!!!
IIIII GOOOTT HIIIIIGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Stranger on the Subway
03:07
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A tight suit and a black stained vest
On the man in front of me.
A violin under his hand;
I wondered who this man could be.
He sat tall with poise and a smile
And a confidence that I'd never seen.
Oh, but when I looked into his eyes,
All I saw were his broken hearts and dreams.
Then I stepped out the subway doors.
Will I see this man again, oh nevermore.
I turned around and the sirens they alarmed.
Now he's gone...
He's gone...
Vincent Montessori
Left his home at 17.
As a child, he made his name across
the entire music scene.
A downhill spiral led
To the loss of his fortune and fame.
A tight rope around his neck
brought an end to his name.
And yet, I stepped out the subway doors.
Will I ever see this man again, oh nevermore.
I turned around and the sirens they alarmed.
Now he's gone...
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He's Just Too Perfect
03:11
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Sittin in the bedroom, with a knock on my door,
My baby said she don't wanna be with me no more.
She said she found another, as cute as can be
and out comes the picture of the man who took her from me.
He had eyes like the ocean; she said "We were twins!!"
But all I saw was devil, and he was covered in sin.
With nothing left to do here, she closed the door.
"I guess I wont be seein ya here around no more"
(chorus) He's just too perfect, and you know it well.
You're telling me to go.
He's just too perfect, you know it well.
It's time for me to go on home.
She said "I'll see your face; maybe another day,
But right now we're goin our separate ways."
So I say "Goodbye." One more time,
This is goodbye...
Back on the couch, feelin blue as can be.
With all I thought and all I'd done, a pretty face took her from me.
'Seven Days' by Sting was all I could hear.
I though "We won't be playing Scrabble for her hand I fear."
He had hair like the wind and a face like God.
IQ not present, but a Breaches Bod!
Thinkin of the pain that she had already caused;
It only took her one look and she was gone.
(chorus)
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Journey
05:02
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Drivin' faster down a lonesome road in my bright red Chevrolet.
My review mirror looks a little smaller every single day.
Nothin' that I can do to make these winds of change slow down;
I just keep moving on down...
Speed-freak cruisin' down beside me on this one-lane high.
There's no cops to slow him down and no traffic light.
In one town and out the other, I just ramble on.
And girl, you know it won't take long...
Down the road, I see so many things I could implore.
A pot-hole here, hitch-hiker there, and a silver, rusted Ford.
Look behind me; all see is skies of days that past.
The road ahead looks vast...
(Chorus) Look ahead what do I see.
You and I are living free.
There is nothing I could say
On this journey to the grave.
Soon one day, the sun will set and then my tale is done.
And my old beat-up Chevrolet will entertain someone.
And if one that day, all I see is you smile,
I'll know that it was all worthwhile.
(chorus)
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My Last Waltz
02:10
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(instrumental)
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Howlin' Wolf
02:02
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They've been busy, tryin' to get my way.
I'm a man on the prowl.
You're workin' hard, just to keep my way.
Too bad I ain't stickin' around.
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
In some minutes, well I'll be singling
A piece of prey from the crowd.
Got a little money, and some I wanna spend.
But I'm a wolf, SO HEAR ME HOWL!
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
Like a howlin' wolf
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Ballad of Yonge Street
01:57
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One... two... three... four...
Met this girl with a' big brown eyes.
Never seen her before but she told me to find her
On Yonge Street, so I went with my ratty shoes.
Makin my way downtown with the Yonge Street Blues
So I met her friend, n' she was quite alright.
But then she went unfaithful to me one night
On Yonge Street, down with my ratty shoes.
Makin my way downtown with the Yonge Street Blues
So I found another, tall, big blues eyes.
Two for three, and now I just cried
On Yonge Street, down with my ratty shoes.
Makin my way downtown with the Yonge Street Blues
N' now at the party, I saw another one.
But she just look up, down, and I'm not the one for her
On Yonge Street, no more ratty shoes.
Makin my way downtown with the Yonge Street Blues
But now I finally found her, she's the one.
No more pretenders, I found quite enough
On Yonge Street, with my ratty shoes.
And she's not hoping for me to find the blues.
With long brown hair and big brown eyes,
and a preaches smile, oh it makes me cry
On Yonge Street, down with my ratty shoes.
Makin my way uptown with the Yonge Street Blues
NO MORE!
She's not hoping for me to find the blues.
I say, she's not hoping for me to find the blues.
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Evening Lies
04:10
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I've been thinking of Marissa;
Long blonde hair with eyes so bright.
She goes cruising at the corner
With a one-way ticket to the night.
I just sit here on my bed wondering
If she'll be back again in the morning.
With a bottle of Jack as my only friend,
There's an old familiar stranger at my door again.
(chorus) My baby's working for those evening lies.
The way she treats me, it's as cold as ice.
I do not hold her back cause she's already gone.
And though at home when I weep, she's lovin' someone.
When she is gone, all I do is pray.
Praying for her safety, and for her to stay.
When she is back, all I do is cry
Cause though she's here right now, she'll leave again tonight.
(chorus)
Now she's gone; I'm alone.
Though she calls me, I'm not home.
Down to find her; her long brown hair.
At the corner, I'll be there.
Ol' Marissa drives to me in a Cadillac.
But then she stops to scream; the old man attacks.
And as I stand there, watching her die,
All the weights are lifted; no more time to cry.
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9. |
8mm Blues
07:14
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Woke up this morning
On the last day of my life.
Yeah I woke up this morning
On the last day of my life.
Well I think I'll go down to the place
Where my baby left last night.
She was too fine
Prettiest damn thing that I've seen.
Yeah, so fine!
The prettiest damn thing that I've seen.
I know I wasn't too good for her.
I got caught in between.
(tell it to me Suzanne)
(do that growling thing for me one time)
It seems to me
I gotta take this all into my own hands.
Well it seems to me
I gotta take this all into my own hands.
Take my 8mm
Send her to the promise land.
(Lets give Jessica a turn on this)
(shoot her down Jessica!!)
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10. |
The Eagle
06:03
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(instrumental)
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Kevin Todd Toronto, Ontario
Indie/Classic Rock
Toronto Solo Artist
**New Album 06/23
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