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Walking On Windows
Words and Music by David Shepherd Grossman Ó 2000
Dark is the bar where I keep drinking on
Everyone's talking about the one who did them wrong
And I fit in
I fit right in
Old people standing in the lock shop
Watching the clock on the wall
Trying to protect what little left they have got
Nowhere to fall
And I fit in
I fit right in
Lost in your cloud
And oh so proud
But walking on windows now
Back in the school yard everyone wanted to fight
Said meet us tonight and we'll take you out
Everyone playing games
Calling the dumb ones names they never heard of
And I fit in
I fit right in
Lost in your cloud
And oh so proud
But walking on windows now
Dark is the bar where I keep drinking on
Everyone is talking 'bout the one who did them wrong
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Government Problem
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Government Problem
Words and Music by David Grossman ã 2000
There’s no food to eat
No peace
We say it’s a government problem
They starve they die and we say...Its a government problem
I take the whisky leave the water
I get in my car and drive
Scared in the new world order
They take you away
And keep you alive
(Chorus)
I got me a government problem
We vote
They win
We say
It’s a government problem
Less laws less crime
Less chance of a government problem
I drink a beer in the backseat
See the men hear the sirens
There another car gets stolen
Here - no victim no crime
Chorus
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Too Late Too Much Too Many
Words and Music ã 2000 by David Grossman
Picking all of their pockets No Shit pulls out
Without some clever girl from the bar stool
Drooling over every word No Shit he slurs and slobbers
All over the exit sign
Chorus
It's too late too much for too many
Two fools wound up too tight
It's too late too much for too many
And too many much too late
Shower singers soaping up a song at dawn
Hear the subway rising up over the shadows
Of where the moon had gone
That's my blade and arrow
Take a naked girl or a tarot
Cards are for those who like to shuffle
Without moving around
See that clown he lost thousands of dollars
Back when the money was green
And meant more than a bunch of question marks
Rolling 'cross a computer screen
Chorus
There's a show tonight
See the show tonight
Come along with me
See the ghost of Freddy Prince
In the body of Lou Reed
Here in the condom nation
You need no invitation
To come on down
Chorus
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Last Call
Words and Music by David Shepherd Grossman c 1990 / 2000
She tended the bar he attended
Serving those drinks with umbrellas
Hiding the heart she'd mended
Somewhere inside her eyes
Chorus
And it's another last call
Another night smashed up against the wall
Another last call, last call, last call, that's all
Watching the lights through the window
Staying as everyone leaves
She said, "You really should go."
But he found her hard to believe
Chorus
Turning the music up louder
Sweeping the smoke from the floor
As he turned to go
She offered him one more
Wiping the words from the table
Throwing out all but the one's that sound good
They'd love, if they were able,
Each one thinking that the other one could
Two cars roll out in the distance
Headlights heading out separate ways
Chorus
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Billy Take The Long Way
Words and Music by David Grossman
They found him lying out behind the arcade
The boys back home say his girlfriend's getting laid
On the day he got out he hitched a ride
Mud of the road stained his coat on one side
The boy's never been around
Now he's on the wrong side of town
Chorus
Billy take the long way
Take the long way home
Karma patrol has got him on the run
He never pulled a trigger
Never hurt no one
But the man's got his name on a list somewhere
Right next to a finger printed proofed I.D.
Highway patrol say he's a dangerous ride
They got his number on their breath machine
His mother says he's stupid - his sister says he's mean
And the deputy attorney wants the boy to come clean
Chorus
You catch a bird in the air with a bee bee gun
Catch a train for a ride but boy you got to run
Catch a buzz from a bottle on a cold cold night
Catch a cab catch a storm or a midnight flight
When the telephone rings in your hotel room
On your last dollar bill
Check out time is high noon
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Waiting For The Yard
Chorus
Waiting for the yard boys waiting for the yard
You roll a smoke you take a toke get yelled at by the guard
Spend your time talking 'bout the time you got to spend
And you go to bed full of dread the next day is 'round the bend
Jake he's in for dealing Doug for snorting blow
The weird on in the corner they say he's a cho mo
Dan was driving drunk, Burt he smokes cocaine
But one thing that's for certain everyone was framed .. Chorus
Bret he likes to porter, Jesus he likes to draw
Ben he was a fire man until he broke he the law
Tony's in for murder the jury found him sane
One thing that's for certain everyone was framed.. Chorus
Billy's in for ten Mikey's in for life
Phil he's got 100 naked pictures of his wife
Every story is different yet each one ends the same
Nobody is guilty Everyone was framed... Chorus
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Guitar String Tattoo
Words and Music by David Shepherd Grossman
Performed Live
Its raining now on Powell sitting in doughnut shop
I only have a dollar and some change
And I'm working on an angle
That will put me in some dough
The next time that you see me I'll be changed
Babe it may have been forever If only half a year
The tears you shed were real enough I know
The day that I went down
I couldn't think too clear
And never new my love enough to show
Two months down I knew between my bunk, the bars, the floor
All I really had in life was you
I only told old Wally
A lifer off the row
And he made for me this guitar string tattoo
It took him several days we stayed in from the yard
And made it look like we were playing spades
In between the shuffling
And cutting of the cards
Your name upon my arm
Was permanently engraved
Now I'm out of money 'cept for change enough to call
Wondering in my coffee what to do
It's raining doubt and diamonds
With this pay-phone in my hand
And on my arm a guitar string tattoo
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Your World
David Shepherd Grossman ã86/ 2001
I'm not drunk I was born this way
As lost as the sky is high
Reaching for love
Lord knows why
Your head ain't on your shoulders girl
You let it fall down on the floor
I know how it is
I've been there too
It's a constant space I still float through
In your world
I'm not cold just forgot how to feel
But this pain is bringing me back
You're love fits like a uniform
But it reads like an out of state map
It's such a shame that it's just a game
You seem so happy when you're bragging 'bout your blues
I know how it is
I've been there too
It's a constant space I still float through
In your world
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David Shepherd Grossman Los Angeles, California
All music written by DSG
('cept where noted)
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