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Another Man's Treasure 2013

01. How's It Goin'

How’s It Goin’

by Greg Klyma

You’ve got the motivation, son, you know you’re capable
Sometimes you’ve gotta push the cart when there ain’t no horse to pull it
It ain’t no real big secret, it’s just that you try
While others are content but wonder why oh why oh why

How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a conversation
How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?

Yeah, man, I know what you’re say, I felt that same way too
This time about a year ago I was feelin’ just like you
I’z standin’ next to the lake, the water started gettin’ high
I had to head for the hills, I didn’t wanna die

How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a conversation
How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?

Lately I’ve got all these pictures goin’ through my brain
Just like in Guy Clark’s "Desperadoes Waiting for a Train"
When my time is over, if I happen to meet that fate
Well, I hope that you’ll be there, grandpa, to greet me at the gate, singing

How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?
It’s been a long time since we’ve had a conversation
How’s it goin’? How you doin’, my friend?

04:26
 
02. Signpost 03:47
03. The Wolf

The Wolf

by Greg Klyma

This ain’t an ancient riddle written out in Sanskrit lines
It’s a one-act play with a revolving cast that’s been staged a thousand times
The stagehands know the rigging, the actors know their cues
The director’s just pretending like he knows what to do

Still I feel that I know you
Still I feel that I do

There is wisdom in the desert where the rock formations arc
There’s a tribe that thrives by not blindly shooting its arrows in the dark
There’s a wolf in you fill with love and giving, there’s another filled with fear and greed
And the one that grows the strongest is the wolf you feed

Still I feel that I know you
Still I feel that I do

There’s a castle built on granite
There’s a mall made out of steel
There’s a semi out on a four lane with a child at the wheel

In the back room on a Sunday as the evening winds on down
There are many conversations and some friends joking around
And the bookworm on ’er bar stool just as pretty as she sings
Hasn’t seen enough to know tattoos and scars are different things

Still I feel that I know you
Still I feel that I do
Still I feel that I know you
Maybe someday you’ll know me too

04:33
 
04. You Are My Sunshine 04:21
 
05. A Dream About You

A Dream About You

by Greg Klyma

Doctors say everybody dreams, but I don’t remember a thing in the morning.
When I rise, I’m a blank slate.
But if what they say is true, I’ll bet I dream about you.

I do not pray that the lord take my soul anymore and I haven’t for years.
Yet, I sleep very deeply.
If I were to change my point of view, I’d pray for a dream about you.

Sometimes it seems it comes out in songs what belongs in my dream.

Doctors say everybody dreams, but I don’t remember a thing in the morning.
When I rise, I’m a blank slate.
But if what they say is true...
If my mind is racing while my body doesn’t move...
Though these pictures don’t come into view I’ll bet I dream about you.

03:40
06. Garbageman

Garbageman

by Greg Klyma

My dad was a garbageman

My dad was a garbageman
My dad was a garbageman
Held onto a truck, man, it stunk
Walkin’ through you neighborhoods pickin’ up cans
Your dad is a sanitation worker
My dad was a garbageman

My dad went to work every morning
My dad came home every night
My mom made him breakfast and dinner
It’s an antiquated system but it worked all right
Had three kids and provided for them
My daddy was a garbageman

We never had everything we wanted
Sure enough had everything we needed
Plenty of stuff that money can’t buy
Them that don’t believe it ought-a give it a try

My dad got a C.D.L.
Finished his career behind the wheel
A lot of stuff changes over 34 years
You triple up them syllables, the meaning disappears
Your dad’s an environmental social worker
My dad was a garbageman

It’s a job that I respect and words I understand
My dad was a garbageman

01:35
07. Livin' the Life

Livin’ the Wolf

by Greg Klyma

Stayed out all night again
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
Playin’ music with my friends
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
Woke up at the crack of noon
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
Singin’ a different tune
(sounds like you’ve been livin’...)

I can’t get nothin’ right
Life is rife with indecision
And at a moment’s notice it could be gone

Well, I guess I drove about a million miles
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
People walk right up to me and smile
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
I bet I know just what they’re thinkin’
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
As I stare at my alarm clock blinkin
(sounds like you’ve been livin’...)

I can’t get nothin’ right
Life is rife with indecision
And at a moment’s notice it could be gone

Well, I hooked up with a movie star
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
She said she liked the way I play guitar
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
I rolled a joint while she batted her lashes
(sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life)
And watched the whole thing go to ashes
(sounds like you’ve been livin’...)

I can’t get nothin’ right
Life is rife with indecision
And at a moment’s notice it could be gone

Sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life
Sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life
Sounds like you’ve been livin’ the life
Sounds like you’ve been livin’

03:44
 
08. Train

Train

by Greg Klyma

I wish I was a train
I wish I was a railroad line

The girl I’ve been sleeping with thinks that she’s in love with me.
All the while I was thinking it was just a casual thing.
I thought I was being clear.
She’s been all emotional.
The girl I’ve been sleeping with is not the woman that I love.
Oh no.

I wish I was a train
I wish I was a railroad line

The woman that I love has my name and had my number.
She also has a boyfriend and she thinks I’m only flirting with her.
The girl I’ve been sleeping with keeps my mind preoccupied.
I’ve shared her bed for five months - never thinking I was stringing her along.

I wish I was a train
I wish I was a railroad line
I wish I was a train
I wish I was a railroad line
A train needs a name
Go ahead and give it mine

The girl I was sleeping with... she broke it off without precision.
She sent me a text message - confused me with abbreviations.
The woman that I love seems unaware that I have feelings for her.
It may be better off that way.
I would hate to lose her as a friend.

I wish I was a train
I wish I was a railroad line

03:14
09. Scream

Scream

by Greg Klyma

Everything is not okay even if it’s lookin’ good
Appearances deceive in ways magicians never could
A photograph of you and me makes me wanna smoke
And mirrors are reminders that my life’s become a joke

Sometimes I need a hole to crawl into and dream
Other times I need to find a place where I can scream

Owl on a fence post, dove beneath the clouds
The shunned attract attention like a crowd attracts a crowd
These harbingers know good and well the contents of my cup
Half the time I feel fine, right now I’m bottled up

Oh what I wouldn’t give to float gently down the stream
If I knew for sure I’d end up in a place where I could scream

Casey stepped up to the plate and didn’t fair so well
But no one ever tells of what became after he fell
I’d like to think he took it hard out on a drunken spree
And wound up in the bar that night sitting next to me

Say every now and then I can take one for the team
After that I need to find a place where I can scream

Yeah, I need a locomotive, Casey, with a full head of steam
To take me someplace far away where I can go to scream

03:54
10. Circular World

Circular World

by Greg Klyma

If the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
If the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
But it’s a circular world and the stories just keep spinnin’ around

The sun comes up, the sun’s gonna go back down
The sun comes up, the sun’s gonna go back down
In a circular world where the stories just keep spinnin’ around

Circling the wagons, spinning ’round the sun
Stick a feather in your cap and call it revolution
One step forward, two steps back
You know it wasn’t very long ago when folks believed the world was flat

But if the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
If the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
But it’s a circular world and the stories just keep spinnin’ around

Jumpin Jehosaphat, it all makes sense to me now
Jumpin Jehosaphat, it all makes sense to me now
It’s a circular world and the stories just keep spinnin’ around

Circling the wagons, spinning ’round the sun
Stick a feather in your cap and call it revolution
One step forward, two steps back
You know it wasn’t very long ago when folks believed the world was flat

But if the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
If the world were flat the movie’d be over by now
But it’s a circular world and the stories just keep spinnin’ around

03:56
 
11. Time Does Fly

Time Does Fly

by Greg Klyma

Well, ya work and ya slave from the cradle to the grave
And the work? The work is never done
Boss ain’t around and love’s outta town
So put that shovel down and have some fun

Oh whoa ho, where’d the time go?
Will it ever come back to me?
Hey my my, how the time does fly
Away away away

Some folks say, ain’t no time for play
Gotta make that money don’t you know
Make their money yeah they do, then they die just like you, singin
Can’t take it with you when you go

Oh whoa ho, where’d the time go?
Will it ever come back to me?
Hey my my, how the time does fly
Away away away

Well, the sun’s out today and your son wants to play
And who’s gonna say if you do?
Well, it never fails - someone tattletales
Yeah, time. Hey time will tell on you

Oh whoa ho, where’d the time go?
Will it ever come back to me?
Hey my my, how the time does fly
Away away away

03:19
12. Men in My Family

Men in My Family

by Greg Klyma

La, la la la la la la...

Men in my family give a firm handshake and look you straight in the eye.
Some say amen after grace at the table and when they get drunk just might sing hallelujah...

La, la la la la la la...

Men in my family all wear blue collars.
They work hard and do a good job.
I got uncles and cousins.
There’s old ones and young’ns.
Fathers and brothers and brothers-in-law...

La, la la la la la la...

When I was born got a name of my own.
My father and one of my uncles are juniors.
They’re set in the ways that have influences me.
Yes, I’ve learned from watching the men in my family...

La, la la la la la la...

03:51

PianoMandoNation 2010

01. Kale Store

Kale Store

by Greg Klyma

Everyone get in the car
We're goin' to the kale store
They've got grains and granola bars
But kale's what we go there for
You could buy tofu or kombucha
A bag of goji berries, whatever suits ya
But as for me, I'm goin' green
I'm goin' to the kale store

Everyone should eat more kale
It makes you healthier without fail
I tell you with confidence
It's rich in nutrients and antioxidants
Vitamin K and Vitamin C
Beta-carotene and more
So don't delay, today's the day
We're goin' to the kale store

Don't forget your cotton bag
Paper and plastic is bad bad bad
And any produce that you don't eat, why?
Why you could throw it on your compost heap
I don't wanna preach to you my friends
Don't want you thinkin' I'm a bore
But it be cool if we car pool
When going to the kale store

Everyone get in the car
We're goin' to the kale store
They've got grains and granola bars
But kale's what we go there for
You could buy tofu or kombucha
A bag of goji berries, whatever suits ya
But as for me, I'm goin' green
I'm goin' to the kale store
02:35
 
02. Good Work

Good Work

by Greg Klyma

Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here... sump pump plunger makin' sounds scapegoat grazin' on tater chips a tooth is danglin' in his mouth washes it down with whiskey sips... Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here... Over qualified and under worked played the game and went to school days out of college is when you learn that this game ain't got no rules... Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here... Brother can you spare a dime bag groceries a little time marches comin I need WORK THE ROOM rent's due and I've been searchin' but... Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here... drank my morning coffee cup was good to the last drop kicked a can all over town lined up a job this little place that needed some help but... Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here... Good work is hard to find these days and confusion fills the air fresh out of college eager beaver damn there ain't no jobs out here
04:02
03. Tongue

Tongue

by Greg Klyma

You bit your tongue until it bled
I heard what you said
You've got a sharp tongue

Amazing the way you
Play it so cool
You've got a hot head

You such a good friend
I learned a lesson from you
Thank you

It can be a reason
But love is deceivin'
You really had me goin'

When you bit your tongue until it bled
You bit your tongue until it bled
You know what you did
03:03
04. Limb

Limb

by Greg Klyma

They say you've got to go out on a limb for love
That's the only way to know it's true
I went out on a limb for you

Be careful should you choose to wear your heart out on your sleeve
There is no reprieve when you do
Mine went out on a limb for you

Mine went out on a limb
Was so sure love had no limits
Lesson to learn
You've got to listen to your elders, sonny

They say oh so many things it's hard to know what's right to do
I went out on a limb for you

I went out on a limb
Was so sure love had no limits
Lesson to learn
You've got to listen to your elders, sonny

They say oh so many things it's hard to know what's right to do
I went out on a limb for you
02:42
 
05. Easy Target

Easy Target

by Greg Klyma

You don't know what you want
You know that it ain't me
You don't know where you're goin'
But I can see, I can see

You're headin' for a heartbreak
You're gonna break a heart
Your aim is true and you have an easy target

We walked around the block
We've talked in circles, babe
I'm going to go back home
Leave you to find your own way

You're headin' for a heartbreak
You're gonna break a heart
Your aim is true and you have an easy target

Everybody's out there searchin'
Many who wander are lost
I found what I was lookin' for
That was what I thought
So I'm trying to accept this
That I have to set if free
Can you show me how to walk away?
Knowin' all I ever dreamed
Remembering everything

You're headin' for a heartbreak
You're gonna break a heart
Your aim is true and you have an easy target
I'm such an easy target
03:09
06. Unspoken

Unspoken

by Greg Klyma

It goes unspoken
Always between us, always a shame
Feels like all of our gesture are tokens
Just part of the game we play

Could we be drowning in the rapids under a bridge?
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it

Oh I, I believe I try
Oh why? I can't conceive why it has to be difficult
Why is it so hard?

You are a ladder with broken rungs
I am the fool who climbs
I have gotten nowhere with you
So many times

Could we be drowning in the rapids under a bridge?
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it
There can't be water under a bridge if we never built it
04:01
07. Cattle in the Cane 02:08
08. Zosia Meets St. Anne 03:01
 
09. Minor Key

Minor Key

by Greg Klyma

If you and me were never you and me
Darling, who were we?
The times that we shared should have taken us somewhere
It all get so confusing and when I get confused my darling

I want to play in a minor key
I want to say some major things
As if it would change a thing

When we were alone how could I have known
Just how all alone I was with you
With all the contradiction, I guess fact was just a fiction
I guess I was only dreaming, Yes, that explains everything

I want to play in a minor key
I want to say some major things
Supposing it would change something

If you and me were never you and me
How then do we proceed?
I can't trust what your actions speak and although I know that talk is cheap
I've got something to say to you even if it's cliché to you

I want to play in a minor key
I want to say some major things
Knowing it won't change a thing

I want to play in a minor key
I want to say some major things
Knowing it won't change a thing
03:50
 
10. Reaching Out

Reaching Out

by Greg Klyma

Everyday I put my best foot forward
Walking down a rocky road
Every night I soak my feet in water
Fill the tub with Epsom salt

Call a friend
Someone who would understand this
Help to lighten up my load
Oh ooh whoa

No one's home
No one's answering the phone
Called you up
You weren't there
This old world
Went and wrecked my head again
I swear sometimes it's just not fair

In my car driving 55 miles per hour
300 more miles from home
N.P.R. kept me company for about an hour
Now I'm reaching for the phone

Call a friend
Someone who would understand this
Help to lighten up my load
Oh ooh whoa

No one's home
No one's answering the phone
Called you up
You weren't there
This old world
Went and wrecked my head again
I swear sometimes it's just not fair

Reaching in, reaching out
Feeling so alone
Nobody likes to be that lonesome
Breathing in, breathing out
Calming down

Call a friend
Someone who would understand this
Help to lighten up my load
Oh ooh whoa

No one's home
No one's answering the phone
Called you up
You weren't there
This old world
Went and wrecked my head again
I swear sometimes it's just not fair
04:55
11. I'm Proud

I'm Proud

by Greg Klyma

So many people come and go
They pass through our lives and they never know
They never know all the joy that they give
All the sunlight they bring to the lives that we live

Well, you give my life a meaning that I now understand
I believe you're the reason that I am who I am
Well, ya might not know it I never say it out loud
You've been a part of my life and I'm proud

You come to me on the darkest of night
You take all that darkness and you make it light
When I'm lower than low, can't get up any higher
You put a song in my heart like a gospel choir

Well, you give my life a meaning that I now understand
I believe you're the reason that I am who I am
Well, ya might not know it I never say it out loud
You've been a part of my life and I'm proud

Living life has brought me to this conclusion
You ain't got nothin' brother if you ain't got love

I wanna thank you all for your help so far
For being just exactly who you are
It's a list of names so long I don't know where to begin
It'd take me a year to try and fit 'em all in

'Cause you give my life a meaning that I now understand
I believe you're the reason that I am who I am
Well, ya might not know it I never say it out loud
You've been a part of my life and I'm proud

Life's such a mystery of things we conceal
But it's sad when we don't share the way that we feel
For me it's just easier when the words sort of rhyme
So allow me to lay it on you just one more time

Yeah, you give my life a meaning that I now understand
I believe you're the reason that I am who I am
Well, ya might not know it I never say it out loud
You've been a part of my life and I'm proud
03:44
12. Dziedek I Babcia

Dziedek I Babcia

by Greg Klyma

Dziadziuś był Polakiem
Babcia byla Polką
Także ja

Mimo że, urodziłem się na żiemię zagraniczną
Pod obcem niebiem pod obcą flagę we mnie płynie Polski krew
03:49
13. Static on the Airwaves 04:09

KLYMALIVE in Buffalo 2009

01. My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys 01:21
02. Bad 'B' Western

Bad 'B' Western

by Greg Klyma

It was a bad “b” western movie, that can’t be denied
The dialogue was shaky and the humor dry
Still people came to see it and everybody cried
When the stagecoach got all shot up and the hero died

Well it must’ve been a decade and a half since anyone
Had sent a script my way I figured someone was just having fun at my expense
Like maybe a bad joke, or somebody’d lost a bet
Well, it left a first impression that I carry with me yet

It was a bad “b” western movie, that can’t be denied
The dialogue was shaky and the humor dry
Still people came to see it and everybody cried
When the stagecoach got all shot up and the hero died

Turned out the director would be some punk about half my age
Who ‘ad never made a film before, his background was on the stage
Well, he tried to get Clint Eastwood – the part was written for Clint you see
But when Clint told him to piss off that’s when someone remembered me

A nineteen-year-old Playboy model played the damsel in distress
She aspired to be an actress; she aspired to wear a dress
It took me 42 takes to get the scene right where she kissed me on the mouth
And just my luck, I’d left that damn Viagra back at the house

It was a bad “b” western movie, that can’t be denied
The dialogue was shaky and the humor dry
Still people came to see it and everybody cried
When the stagecoach got all shot up and the hero died

Back in my day, I could light up any scene
I could play ‘em sweet and sensitive, I could play ‘em hard and mean
Ahhh, but 20 years of drinkin’… that ‘ad tore my inside up
I was fightin’ back the pains from it and spittin’ up some blood

Well, you know, the Oscars over looked us, but we cleaned house at the People’s Choice
And when they called me up as a winner, well, I had to clear my voice
I said, “I sure has been a privilege for me to get this chance to work on this fine film
With this young cast and crew,” but then I had to smirk ‘cause

It was a bad “b” western movie, that can’t be denied
The dialogue was shaky and the humor dry
Still people came to see it and everybody cried
When the stagecoach got all shot up and the hero died

That night after the ceremony we all went out to celebrate
And I was glad to have Viagra in my jacket pocket, just in case
I got home and put my trophy on the mantle with a grin
Then I doubled over in pain, muttered, “roll the credits, boys, that’s the end.”

It was a bad “b” western movie, that can’t be denied
The dialogue was shaky and the humor dry
Still people came to see it and everybody cried

When the stagecoach got all shot up and the hero died
05:35
 
03. Another Town

Another Town

by Greg Klyma

There’s a place in the cement
Where you put your hands when you were five
Sixteen years ago I made you giggle
Now it just chews you up inside
To think that sidewalk isn’t going anywhere
That handprint is an artifact
They’ll both be in this town forever
But you don’t want to end up like that

There must be more to livin’
That’s comin’ through loud and clear
You want the end of the rainbow
That rainbow doesn’t touch down here
When moonlight burns to ashes
This place just brings you down
If you can’t find something to believe in here
Start lookin’ in another town

Your parents gave you freedom and affection
Your parents taught you how
To make your own decisions
Hey! you’re a big kid now
There won’t be no goin’ away party
You’ll just pack up all your stuff
Yeah, this town’s been good to you
Somehow, good just isn’t good enough

There must be more to livin’
That’s comin’ through loud and clear
You want the end of the rainbow
That rainbow doesn’t touch down here
When moonlight burns to ashes
This place just brings you down
If you can’t find something to believe in here
Start lookin’ in another town

So what are you waiting for?
I mean, like, what is it going to take for you to be sure?
The longer that you wait, the harder it’s going to be
Just start packin’
Don’t look back
The world is waitin’ for you to shout, “I’m free!”

There must be more to livin’
That’s comin’ through loud and clear
You want the end of the rainbow
That rainbow doesn’t touch down here
When moonlight burns to ashes
This place just brings you down
If you can’t find something to believe in here
Start lookin’ in another town

Start lookin’ in another town
04:30
04. Parish of St. Bernard

Parish of St. Bernard

by Greg Klyma

Welcome to St. Bernard Parish, Building a Better Future
That’s what the sign driving into town read
Now, just what does it take to build a better future when you consider the present
Of a place that’s been obliterated

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

When the hurricane hit everything there got flooded
So folks called their insurance agencies
If you ain’t ever seen the scene then you might not believe it
But every house down there has at least a hundred stories
The insurance companies, they had their priorities
And it’s plain to see these people were not one
Now it’s hand painted signs that read, “Do Not Demolish”
Someday we’ll be coming home.

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

Many of those houses go back three or four generations
And most of the homeowners are poor
You could see the FEMA villages, they called it temporary housing
But how long is temporary? No one can be sure
You know the high school there had been abandoned
Many of the stores are still closed
You got handmade street signs nailed up on polls
After more than 800 days it didn’t look like much had been accomplished
But it’s good to know the government has goals

In the future they’ll have electricity
They’ll have banks, gas stations, restaurants and bars
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city

In the Parish of St. Bernard

04:57
05. A Song for Me 07:00
 
06. Bean Bag Chair

Bean Bag Chair

by Greg Klyma

My name is Stan, I’m a man
I have a flat on the east side ‘cause that’s where it’s at
I like to come home in the evening and rest my bones
Maybe talk on the telephone or send out some emails
And I like to rest my derriere in my bean bag chair
In my bean bag chair

My favorite hobby is minding my own business
What the other people in my apartment building do in their living room
Well, it don’t confront me none
I just turn up my stereo machine
Slip out of my blue jeans and shake my booty
When I’m not dancin’ in my underwear you’ll find me sittin’ in my bean bag chair
In my bean bag chair

I’m not a complicated guy
I like to keep things simple
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
I like to keep things simple
I’ve had a pretty good life, I guess
Might even say that I’ve been blessed
‘Cause I’ve found ecstasy to which nothing else compares
In my bean bag chair
In my bean bag chair

My name is Stan (hey Stan!), I’m a man
I have a flat on the east side because that’s where it’s at
(that’s where his flat is at)
I like to come home every evening and rest my bones
Maybe turn on the television
Crack open a cold one and watch the WWE
Every now and then I have to get up and go to the Frigidaire
But then I get right back in my bean bag chair
In my bean bag chair

In my bean bag chair
04:27
07. For Lydia 02:54
08. New Clothes

New Clothes

by Greg Klyma

I’ve been looking for a new direction
Kinda worn out from running around in circles
Feel my soul’s in need of a resurrection
But I’m running out of time to wait for miracles
I’ve been feeling all alone in this city
And I don’t go out much, I haven’t been feeling very pretty
I spent a lot of time offering the others help
Got a brand new plan in mind
This time I’m gonna help myself

Think I might go for a walk this afternoon
Or take a ride with no one place in mind
Think it’s time for me to buy some new clothes
And leave these rags that I’ve been wearing far behind

Now I’ve got holes that I just cover up with patches
And I’ve got tears a little trickier to mend
And I’ve been stained because I didn’t pay attention
I swear I’ll never be that careless again
Suits me just fine though some might say that I’ve been misfit
But it’s not what you wear, it’s more about how you wear it
So if I seem stressed out, that my patience wearing thin
I don’t know where I’ll go to next, but I think I know where I’ll begin

Think I might go for a walk this afternoon
Or take a ride with no one place in mind
Think it’s time for me to buy some new clothes
And leave these rags that I’ve been wearing far behind

Need a change of style
Sure need something, it sure had been awhile
Might not fit me down the road ‘cause I’m still growing
But never trying’s more like never knowing

Fact or fiction, the way we wear our lives is strange
And when there’s friction then it’s time to make a change
Beauty being skin deep, well that’s half the story at best
No it doesn’t take into account the ways we like to dress

Think I might go for a walk this afternoon
Or take a ride with no one place in mind
Think it’s time for me to buy some new clothes
And leave these rags that I’ve been wearing far behind

Gonna leave them far behind
04:30
09. The Power of Song 01:11
10. Ex-Girlfriends Cost Less Money Than Ex-Wives

Ex-Girlfriends Cost Less Money Than Ex-Wives

by Greg Klyma

People don’t get married for the long haul anymore
First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the divorce
Thinkin’ about those legal fees, well, it’s enough to give me hives
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives
Think it over boys before your wedding day arrives
You’ll spend less dating five women than you will losing one bride
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

I have a friend, you know this guy, he said the words “I do.”
Three years and two kids later, friends, he just don’t do like he used to
She got the house the kids and that new car he used to drive
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives
Think it over boys before your wedding day arrives
You’ll spend less dating ten women than you will losing one bride
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

Seems like everybody’s out there tryin’ to find THE ONE
Hookin’ up and settlin’ down, instead of just having some fun
Fellas, get to know your ladies before you commit your lives
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives
Think it over boys before your wedding day arrives
You’ll spend less dating seventeen women than you will losing one bride
Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives

Ex-girlfriends cost less money than ex-wives
03:44
11. Greg Klyma's Chicken Song

Greg Klyma's Chicken Song

by Greg Klyma

I don’t like to brag, but for what it’s worth
I got laid before the day of my birth ‘cause I’m a chicken
I’m a chicken

I came into this world on a wing and a prayer
I’ll go out on a plate with my legs in the air ‘cause I’m a chicken
I’m a chicken

What’s a chicken got, lord, not a lot
We make a pretty good soup – it kinda hits the spot
All I got is a beak, I can’t smile or frown
I gave the world the finger and it ate it right down

My sister’s got breasts that’ll blow you away
My cousin was your omelet for breakfast today ‘cause I’m a chicken
I’m a chicken

My ma and pa come from good stock
She’s a big hen, he’s a mighty big rooster
I’m a chicken
I’m a chicken

What’s a chicken got, lord, not a lot
We make a pretty good soup – it kinda hits the spot
All I got is a beak, I can’t smile or frown
I gave the world the finger and it ate it right down
With a side order of wings

Got my head cut off, I ran around till noon
And I’ll be coming to a freezer near you real soon ‘cause I’m a chicken
I’m a chicken

Oh whoa whoa, let the finger lickin’ good times roll
Oh whoa whoa, let the finger lickin’ good times roll

02:24
12. Oh, Brother! 01:52
13. A Brother's Code

A Brother's Code

by Greg Klyma

In my life I’ve screwed up some, I’ll probably screw up some more in the years to come
But I’ve long since stopped wondering about better things that might’ve been
Relationships have been good and bad so I cling to all those good I have
Of those though but one is best and it stands alone among the rest

Tonight I raise my voice to proclaim a brother’s code
United we understand that divided we’d corrode
Through thick and thin we ride
Down through time, side by side
A strong foundation of love and trust
And the ability to adjust
When all the others waver or rust

I know sometimes I let you down, I ain’t the easiest person to have around
But I won’t waste time now, besides we always seem to work it out somehow
Mistakes get made, promises get broken and you pass through days with the love unspoken
So I wrote a song to make it know to the world at large and the folks at home

Tonight I raise my voice to proclaim a brother’s code
United we understand that divided we’d corrode
Through thick and thin we ride
Down through time, side by side
A strong foundation of love and trust
And the ability to adjust
When all the others waver or rust

You and me have a history since before I can recall
Like the Muskateers, man, through the years it’s been
All for one and one for all

Tonight I raise my voice to proclaim a brother’s code
United we understand that divided we’d corrode
Through thick and thin we ride
Down through time, side by side
A strong foundation of love and trust
And the ability to adjust
When all the others waver or rust

04:33
 
14. How I Came to Play Mandolin 04:02
 
15. Cripple Creek / Cotton-Eyed Joe 01:54
16. Hard Kisser

Hard Kisser

by Greg Klyma

I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
I bet you put your lips right through mine
Take the breath right outta my lungs
You sweet, seductive serpentine
One night with you, I know
I would never be the same
I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
And I don’t even want to know your name

You could have me walkin’ on my knees to your door
Oh yeah, I know
Like every other lusting man before

Let’s just say for argument’s sake
I put the make on and you take the bait
Don’t want to see a misty look in your eyes
I’m not inviting you to go look at a sunrise
I’m not the kind that you want to dismiss for
Your baby-toothed, mama’s little well-wisher, naw
Think of me as a man on a mission
I bet anything you’re a hard kisser

You could have me walkin’ on my knees to your door
Could be everything ever dreamed
Only one way we can know for sure

I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
I bet you put your lips right through mine
Here’s a key and a number to my door
Why don’t cha come on up and see me sometime

03:25
17. Critical Input 01:55
 
18. One Foot in the Grave

One Foot in the Grave

by Greg Klyma and Bill Passalacqua

I come from a long line of self abusers
My great grandpa was an opium user
My old man, well, he liked the drink
And that’s where I get it from, I think but

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

My cousin Benny did yoga and always ate right
He got hit by a train last night
His wife Jenny never once sniffed glue
She was riding shotgun, now she’s dead you

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

My granny’s got the nerves you should see her shake
But she swears that it’s not from the p- p- pills she takes
She says it’s the c- c- coffee that sh- shakes ‘er hand
But it ain’t the percolator it’s the Percodan

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

My buddy Ed has a garden and he gives me cucumbers
Found out he’s got the sickness and his days are numbered, so
He re-planted that garden with a different seed
Now he throws away the veggies and he keeps the weed

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

My Aunt Josephine is a bit obscene
She likes the dirty movies and the magazines
She’s rubbed off the zippers on all ‘er jeans
And the corners of the table have a glossy sheen, ya know

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

Last night I dreamed that I met my ruin
From all the Maker’s Mark I had been consumin’
I had a smile on my face and my belly fat
Woke up, laughed it off and said, “I’ll drink to that!”
People are uptight wherever you go
Someone points a finger and tells ya NO!
But when I’m dead and gone the plain truth will be
I never done harm to anyone but me

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

We’re only here for a short, short while
Ya may as well go around in style
I was born with one foot in the grave
So whose life am I gonna save

04:00
19. The Pitch 01:44
20. I-40, Roland, OK 08:40

Rust Belt Vagabond 2008

01. The Truth

The Truth

by Greg Klyma

The truth was known
Rains fell and the sun was showin’
The Earth did turn
Tides rose and forests burned
Life was there
In the soil and everywhere
There were no men
Everything was perfect then

I and I and You and You
Forget the things that we thought we knew
When the truth is touched by the pens of men
It’s forever changed, won’t ever be the same again

Then man did come
He took a wife and they had a son
So the story goes
Another son and tension rose
Death did call
The elder watched the younger fall
Then he boldly lied
But the truth was there in the child’s eyes

I and I and You and You
Forget the things that we thought we knew
When the truth is touched by the pens of men
It’s forever changed, won’t ever be the same again

So what’s the cost?
For every gain there’s something lost
The truth gets bought, the truth gets sold
You’re gonna pay if truth be told

The truth is known
Rains falls and the sun is showin’
The Earth does turn
Tides rise and forests burn
Life is here
It’s in the soil, it’s everywhere
Man is boss
The truth and paradise are lost

I and I and You and You
Forget the things that we thought we knew
When the truth is touched by the pens of men
It’s forever changed, won’t ever be the same again

04:13
 
02. Helen Rose

Helen Rose

by Greg Klyma and Jonathan Byrd

I had two children, yes I did
Junior was the one who lived
Franky Jr. fell in love
with a girl named Alexandria
Nowadays she lays out clothes for me
My name is Helen Rose

I don’t know what he saw in her
She was just a village girl
I never thought too much of Sloan
Nor anyone who called it home
And when we said our first hellos
I said, “Girl, my name is Helen Rose.”

She gave me grandchildren. Three.
We’d go for visits, old Frank and me
I loved her kids but not the one
Who had taken from me my only son
Ah, but my Jackie loves his Sandy. So it goes.
Yeah, but I’m his a-mama, Helen Rose

Helen Rose is hard to love
Probably always was
Don’t remember much at all
About Frank nor Alexandria
Sandy prays to God above for Helen Rose
Is hard to love

Yeah, Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Give ‘er stregth to love old Helen Rose

03:57
 
03. Roll Me Away

Roll Me Away

by Greg Klyma

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

Time has come for me to move along
This was my home, but my home is gone

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

All I know is the wind did blow
Water rose and we had to go

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

News spread wide, I had to see with my own eyes
T’ hell with pride, I cried, oh, I cried

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

Grandpa came, he lived and died in this place
Went to visit his grave, but his grave done washed away

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

Roll me away
Get me off of this mighty river
Wish I could stay
Ain’t nothin’ lasts forever

03:59
04. Two Degrees in Buffalo

Two Degrees in Buffalo

by Greg Klyma

It’s two degrees in Buffalo, the snow is coming down
Its whiteness blankets everything around
Drifts that measure six and seven feet above the ground
The plows will run all night to move the snow
It’s only two degrees in Buffalo

Cold dry wind, a storm is comin’ over water that is warmer
Weathermen do what they can to warn
Of a northbound pressure system and another coming down from Canada
Over Erie and Ontario
It’s only two degrees in Buffalo

The city’s getting older, all the youth keeps moving out
Some as soon as they can leave their parents’ house
They graduate from college there and get hired for a job down south
Where the coolest thing they’ll hear is on the radio
They earned their two degrees in Buffalo

Where Saturday morning at the Broadway Market, say “Dzien dobry pani matka”
Buy a beef on weck or get a pound of Sahlen’s dogs
You can walk the Elmwood Strip and shop, take your children to Albright-Knox
Or maybe out to see Niagara Falls
And if they act up just remind them of Father Baker’s halls

Anywhere you travel folks have heard of Buffalo
The chicken wings, the sports teams and the snow
No one talks about the culture or the history for these are things that so few seem to know

Oh, so few seem to know

Of the inventions, exhibitions, contributions to a nation growing strong
A stop along the underground railroad 
Where presidents have lived and died while industry and art grew side by side
But hey days come and hey days go
And they have happened - to degrees - in Buffalo

At the turn of the 20th Century the City of Light had jobs a plenty
Immigrants from Europe made their homes
In the parks of Frederick Law Olmstead, you could read from a paper that Mark Twain started
Before St. Lawrence Seaway came along
And the Erie Canal was more than just a folk song

At 3a.m., I want a drink, I just might head on over to the old pink
See if any of my old friends are still hangin’ around
They claim that in this nation there are six degrees of separation
I hear the same is true the whole world ‘round
But in the City of Good Neighbors, man, it’s more like a small town

It’s only two degrees in Buffalo, anywhere you go
You’re bound to see somebody that you know
I was born in Sister’s Hospital, I’m proud to call it home
Anywhere the Buffalo may roam
From Atlanta, Georgia out to the plains of Colorado
We talk of friends and memories of home
It’s only two degrees in Buffalo
It’s only two degrees in Buffalo

07:33
05. Suicide Blue

Suicide Blue

by Greg Klyma and Jonathan Byrd

Waves are crashing all around Suicide Blue
Stars are shooting, Russian Roulette for two
Spinning bottles never know where love will end
Now it’s over, we’ll never drink again

Wooden ship set sail in a bar’s mantle piece
Late night lamp light gave way to sun in the east
Journey ended same way the journey began
Now it’s over, we’ll never drink again

You’ve got your sea legs to stagger you home
Love has secrets no one has ever known

Captain, Captain, our fearful trip is done
Time to put you back where we got you from
When we loved the waves and the stars and the spin
Now it’s over, we’ll never drink again
Now it’s over, we’ll never drink again

Waves are crashing all around Suicide Blue

04:09
 
06. Add a Little Love

Add a Little Love

by Greg Klyma

I wasn’t born with my mother’s good looks
I’ve got a big head and poor eyesight
Nature’s giving me a haircut I never wanted, but
All in all, I guess I’m doing all right

Directions on the box say Just Add Water
You can have your cake and eat it too
I ain’t got much but I tell you something
Add a little love and see what I can do

Sister’s got a good job, she works downtown
Brother’s got a house and he owns his own biz
I can pick a tune for you on the guitar
But I don’t even know what a bank account is

Directions on the box say Just Add Water
You can have your cake and eat it too
I ain’t got much but I tell you something
Add a little love and see what I can do

When I look for love I never do find it
When I look for sadness it’s right in my face
When something good happens I never do mind it
I’m looking for a way to get back to that place

Directions on the box say Just Add Water
You can have your cake and eat it too
I ain’t got much but I tell you something
Add a little love and see what I can do

Directions on the box say Just Add Water
You can have your cake and eat it too
I ain’t got much but I tell you something
Add a little love and see what I can do

02:39
07. Parish of St. Bernard

Parish of St. Bernard

by Greg Klyma

Welcome to St. Bernard Parish, Building a Better Future
That’s what the sign driving into town read
Now, just what does it take to build a better future when you consider the present
Of a place that’s been obliterated

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

When the hurricane hit everything there got flooded
So folks called their insurance agencies
If you ain’t ever seen the scene then you might not believe it
But every house down there has at least a hundred stories
The insurance companies, they had their priorities
And it’s plain to see these people were not one
Now it’s hand painted signs that read, “Do Not Demolish”
Someday we’ll be coming home.

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

Many of those houses go back three or four generations
And most of the homeowners are poor
You could see the FEMA villages, they called it temporary housing
But how long is temporary? No one can be sure
You know the high school there had been abandoned
Many of the stores are still closed
You got handmade street signs nailed up on polls
After more than 800 days it didn’t look like much had been accomplished
But it’s good to know the government has goals

In the future they’ll have electricity
They’ll have banks, gas stations, restaurants and bars
Out of this devastation we will build a new city
In the Parish of St. Bernard

In the future, they’ll have houses
They’ll have fences, they’ll have yards
Out of this devastation we will build a new city

In the Parish of St. Bernard

04:09
 
08. Father Baker

Father Baker

by Greg Klyma

Hey, Father Baker, I wrote you a song
I think about you every time I do wrong
The life that you lived, well, you think that I would
Think about you every time I do good

When I was a child all the grown ups did say
If you don’t act right we will send you away
To a place they don’t put up with things that you do
The threat was the ophan home named after you

Hey, Father Baker, I wrote you a song
I think about you every time I do wrong
The life that you lived, well, you think that I would
Think about you every time I do good

You lived and died years before I was born
Helping the needy and serving the poor
A Servant of God, your life’s work was fulfilled
In the church and the hospital you helped to build

Hey, Father Baker, I wrote you a song
I think about you every time I do wrong
The life that you lived, well, you think that I would
Think about you every time I do good

What a long life
What a long life you lived
Such a long life
So much one can give

I can not go back to my childhood days
But somewhere within me the child remains
Somewhere within the child tries to do right
But it was the man thinking about you last night

Hey, Father Baker, I wrote you a song

The life that you lived, well, you think that I would
Think about you and try to do good

What a long life
What a long life you lived
Such a long life
So much one can give

04:24
09. Given Enough Time

Given Enough Time

by Greg Klyma

Given enough time
I can let anybody down
I’ve proved it enough time
Thought the word had got around
This world is short on second chances
But it’s full of other towns
Given enough time
I can let anybody down

I have broken best friends’ hearts
I’ve made lovers feel so small
The closer that I get to someone
The farther I have to fall
I have made my momma cry
All I tried t’ do was make her proud
Given enough time
I can let anybody down

Some people believe with all their might
There’s a kingdom in the sky
And everyday they live is just a-waitin’
On the day they’re gonna die
Everyday I question faith
But I can say for sure without a doubt
Given enough time
I can let anybody down

Given enough time

04:39
10. Erie Canal 03:33

Driver 2006

01. Fear

Fear

by Greg Klyma, John Brady and CJ Watson

Fear is a powerful master, ruling with an iron glove
Imposing limitations upon you, keeping you from things that you love
The questions you need to be asking: what are you looking for here?
Do you stand to gain more by avoiding your hopes or overcoming your fear?

You’re afraid of losing her, that’s a natural fact
She’s afraid of having you, how natural is that?
The questions you need to be asking: what are you looking for here?
Do you stand to gain more by avoiding your hopes or overcoming your fear?

02:40
 
02. Novocain

Novocain

by Greg Klyma

You’ve gotten tough
Your heart’s been beat up
You said it only hurt a little bit

You’ve had enough
Disingenuous love
And everything that comes with it

You get a thrill
When you reel ‘em in a little
Then you turn away

What’s a boy to do
With a girl like you
But give his heart a shot of Novocain

Give your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything
Nothing going to get to you

Give your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything

There are nights
When you feel all right
You don’t need anyone around

Other times
When your words don’t rhyme
You wish he was there to write you a poem

You want to keep him on a string
When it looks like he might be drifting
You can pull him back

Makes a boy wonder
About your previous lovers
And what they could’ve done to make you act like that

Gave your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything
Nothing going to get to you

Give your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything
No joy, no pain

I know about that condition
Becareful what you wish upon yourself
Might help to get you by like any temporary fix
Or hollow you out unlike anything that you had ever felt

Give your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything
Nothing going to get to you

Give your heart a shot of Novocain
Don’t feel anything
No joy, no pain

03:24
 
03. Beautiful

Beautiful (The Saddest Way)

by Greg Klyma

Lookin for a way to get through to you
Searching for the words to say
Wondering if there’s anything nice that I could do
Probably wouldn’t matter much anyway
Probably just be crossing some line
Isn’t it a crying shame
Spend so much time searching for a someone like her
Then you find her only to find out that she doesn’t feel the same

Oh ooh whoa, I heard somebody saying it was beautiful
Well, don’cha think I know it is?
Oh ooh whoa, so beautiful in the saddest way

I blame myself if things got to feeling a little uncomfortable. I’ve always been the awkward kind. I was just thinking maybe… perhaps we. Oh, I don’t know what put such a silly idea in my mind.

Now maybe I should go.
Don’t wanna talk about a love no more

Oh ooh whoa, I heard somebody saying it was beautiful
Well, don’cha think I know it is?
Oh ooh whoa, so beautiful in the saddest way

Oh ooh whoa, I heard somebody saying it was beautiful
Well, don’cha think I know it is?
Oh ooh whoa, so beautiful in the saddest way

Ooh ooh, ah ahh
Ah ahh, ooh ooh

04:24
 
04. Hard Kisser

Hard Kisser

by Greg Klyma

I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
I bet you put your lips right through mine
Take the breath right outta my lungs
You sweet, seductive serpentine
One night with you, I know
I would never be the same
I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
And I don’t even want to know your name

You could have me walkin’ on my knees to your door
Oh yeah, I know
Like every other lusting man before

Let’s just say for argument’s sake
I put the make on and you take the bait
Don’t want to see a misty look in your eyes
I’m not inviting you to go look at a sunrise
I’m not the kind that you want to dismiss for
Your baby-toothed, mama’s little well-wisher, naw
Think of me as a man on a mission
I bet anything you’re a hard kisser

You could have me walkin’ on my knees to your door
Could be everything ever dreamed
Only one way we can know for sure

I bet anything you’re a hard kisser
I bet you put your lips right through mine
Here’s a key and a number to my door
Why don’t cha come on up and see me sometime

03:32
05. Fall in Love

Fall in Love

by Greg Klyma and CJ Watson

Fall in love, fall in love

I don’t know what to expect
Except that I’ll find out in time
Time has never been my friend
Spend it waiting for a sign to see
If there’s hope for me

Fall in love

I seek comfort from my friends
My friends say to let you go
Go on tell me that they’re wrong
Tell me something so I’ll know what to do
Should I show I feel something for you

So much time all alone
Reached some conclusions on my own
But this one’s got me stumbling, trippin’
Lord could I be slippin?
Tumblin’ from this Humpty Dumpty wall
What would happen if I fall in love?

Fall in love, fall in love

No use wasting all this time
This time you’ve got to decide
Which side of this thing you’re on
On the move, or on my mind
What’s it’s gonna be?
Is there time for me?

So much time all alone
Reached some conclusions on my own
But this one’s got me stumbling, trippin’
Lord could I be slippin?
Tumblin’ from this Humpty Dumpty wall
What would happen if I fall in love?

03:40
06. Chat It Up

Chat It Up

by Greg Klyma

Talk talk talk
Roll out the red carpet for the Communications Age
I emailed my fax machine to dial up your cell phone
Did you get the page?
Nowadays there isn’t anywhere you can go
Where you can’t reach everyone and they can’t reach you
While some people thrive in this, others in self-defense
Simply do not chat it up like they used to

Cell phone society, talk is cheap
You should see my pricing plan
I can talk to my girlfriend at home
For as much as it cost me to talk to this girl in Japan
She don’t speak my language and I don’t speak hers
A computer chip translates as we chortle and coo
When my girl in town found out, she blew a fuse and now
We just do not chat it up like we used to

Email retrieval syndrome, Orwell was onto something
Screens casting images in everyone’s room
Information super highway, surf surf surf surf safari
Help me, Rhonda, yeah, you’ve got to chat me up soon
Online breeds cowardice as everyone’s alias
Keeps them anonymous in their points of view
With CAPITAL LETTERS RHONDA SAID THAT I UPSET HER
And now, we just don’t chat it up like we used to

Once upon a time in my neighborhood
You could see all the way down to the end of the street
Neighbors were neighborly, we sat on our porches
I knew all their names, they knew me
Now folks keep to themselves all locked up in their houses
Eight foot high fences obscuring the view
We wave to each other as we exit our driveways
But we just do not chat it up like we used to

I need a tonic for talk electronic
While others just can not get enough of it
Yes, my cell phone is handy, but I have this little peeve
Can I get a witness? Where’s the etiquette?
At movies and concerts, libraries and restaurants
They talk on the cell phone and don’t have a clue
I’m told I should accept it, but I find it rude
There are some things that I just don’t care to get used to

There are certain subjects you don’t chat up in polite company
But all this talk about talking has me feeling quite odd
I was torn over which to pick so I flipped a coin to decide the topic
Tails down, no politics for now, heads up, God
Born again Christians praying to a born again Jew
And this one says like Abraham he speaks with you know who
Well I’ve read from scripture and I’ve talked to God to
But he just does not chat it up like he used to
She just does not chat it up like she used to
It does not It up

04:57
07. Spending the Night

Spending the Night

by Greg Klyma

Why aren’t we spending the night together?
Why aren’t we lying in each other’s arms?
Why aren’t we sharing our sides of the stories of the lives we’ve lived so far?

And we don’t have to do anything but talk
And we don’t have to do anything at all
I could just look at you in the moonlight’s glow
You were sleeping, you didn’t have to know
You didn’t even know

Why aren’t we spending the night together?
Why aren’t we lying in each other’s arms?
Why aren’t we sharing our sides of the stories of the lives we’ve lived so far?

02:22
08. You Don't Rock 'n' Roll

You Don't Rock 'n' Roll

by Greg Klyma

You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to
You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to

You don’t want to do the twist
You’ve got a new dance and it goes like this

You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to
You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to

You don’t want to jump and shout
You just want to sit and pout

You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to
You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to

You yell and curse and shake your fist
I’d rather play a song that’ll get me kissed

You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to
Whoo hoo

I neve did get the whole techno thing
What do it mean if it ain’t got that swing?
Emo is dark, heavy metal is fast
It might work for some but I think I’ll pass

You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to
You don’t rock ‘n’ roll like you used to

04:11
09. You Know Me Better

You Know Me Better

by Greg Klyma

You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend, you are
You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend, that’s great
And we just met tonight

You know me better than anyone
You know me better than anyone else
You know me better than anyone
You know me better that anyone does
You know me better and that’s great
‘Cause we just met tonight

We’ve got so much in common
You know my hopes and fears
I never seen it comin’
I’ve waited all these years
You know me better and that’s great
‘Cause we just met tonight

I think we should go back to my place…

You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend, you are
You are my very best friend
You are my very best friend, that’s great
And we just met tonight

You know me better than anyone
You know me better than anyone else
You know me better than anyone
You know me better that anyone does
You know me better and that’s great
‘Cause we just met tonight

02:37
10. What's So Great About Love 03:43
11. Good About Anything

Good About Anything

by Greg Klyma

I ain’t feeling too good about anything
And it’s been hard to pinpoint just what it is that’s wrong
Makes me wanna run off to the hills or someplace
Where I can just go for a while, underneath the sun
Write it all down in a journal, bury it there and move on

Hey, I adore ya
Just like I said I did
What I’ve learned about you ain’t too flattering
So I keep it hid
I only think about you every now and then
When I ain’t feeling to good about anything

Who needs you? Who needs anything
When you’ve got a radio, four wheels and an open road?
Got a station coming in from someplace far away
Ain’t that the way it goes
Just when you find a song that’s good
You’ve taken that car just a mile too far and the signals gone
But you’ve just got to move on

Hey, I adore ya
Just like I said I did
What I’ve learned about you ain’t too flattering
So I keep it hid
I only think about you every now and then
When I ain’t feeling to good about anything

So what, I’m a dreamer
Making wishes is what I do
So what if some of ‘em fall flat
Even dreamers know that they can’t all come true

Hey, I adore ya
Just like I said I did
What I’ve learned about you ain’t too flattering
So I keep it hid
I only think about you every now and then
When I ain’t feeling to good about anything

04:08
 
12. Driver

Driver

by Greg Klyma, Marc Brenton and Daniel Harrington

You give me something then you take it back
Tell me driver what you driving at
Stated your case I thought that that was that
You give me something then you take it back

I might’ve guessed you was deceiving me
Now all my dreams lay across the sea
The driver can not take that road
Gonna build a ship and sail it on my own

You give me something then you take it back
Tell me driver what you driving at
Stated your case I thought that that was that
You give me something then you take it back

Tell me now, driver, what’s your song?
A few good lines but it lasts too long
Sorry now, driver, I can’t stay
Patience for a moment then it fades away

It kind of fades away
It kind of fades away
It kind of fades away
It kind of fades away

You give me something then you take it back
Tell me driver what you driving at
Stated your case I thought that that was that
You give me something then you take it back

It kind of fades away

04:30
13. The Day We Buried Her 03:51
14. Trust 02:15
15. Novocain (acoustic) 03:28
16. Fades Away 03:58

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