Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

Up to No Good

January 17, 2014

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You can call me paranoid
You can say I live for hate
When evildoers strike
It ain’t no time to debate
I’m gonna rain down some metal
When hoodlums congregate

They were up to no good
It’s my duty as a man
To protect my neighborhood
And do everything I can
I‘ve always understood
Sometimes a feller’s gotta fight
They were up to no good
That’s what gives me the right

Comes a time to make a stand
No matter what the cost
Things don’t always go as planned
Sometimes guiltless lives get lost
I try to do the best I can
It ain’t no cinch to be the boss

They were up to no good
It’s my duty as a man
To protect my neighborhood
And do everything I can
I‘ve always understood
Sometimes a feller’s gotta fight
They were up to no good
That’s what gives me the right

by Richard W. Bray

Wastingtown Redux

January 1, 2014

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Moochaholic money snatchers
Misanthropic power-grabbers
Avaricious Wallstreet bankers
Sycophantic KStreet barkers

The misappropriators
Down in Wastingtown
Take the people’s money
And spread it all around

Enterprisin keyster-kissers
Disbelievin merchandizers
Profiteering cluster-bombers
Homicidal problem-solvers

The misappropriators
Down in Wastingtown
Take the people’s money
And spread it all around

by Richard W. Bray

Stoodup

December 22, 2013

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so we had some plans to meet
it was gonna be my treat
just another broke appointment
i’ll have to live the disappointment
and you used to be so sweet

so you’re never gonna come
now my heart is going numb
i sat for about an hour
with a bunch of wilting flowers
how could I ever be so dumb?

so I guess this is the end
you only liked me for a friend
all your kisses and your laughter
didn’t mean a whole lot after
is it so easy to pretend?

does it give your heart a thrill
when you close in for the kill?
is it true that you believe
you only win when you deceive?
or is it just your only skill?

by Richard W. Bray

Just What They Will

December 17, 2013

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folks gonna do just what they will
keep going till they get their fill
you can talk away your life
but you can’t live another’s strife

you only got one chance to live
there are so many ways to give
you can talk away your life
but you can’t live another’s strife

you gotta live in your own head
and so it goes until you’re dead
you can talk away your life
but you can’t live another’s strife

you can’t talk nobody sane
no matter how much you explain
you can talk away your life
but you can’t live another’s strife

by Richard W. Bray

An Old Car with a Good Paintjob

December 11, 2013

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Lord, give me a Mustang
Or a GTO
With some big chrome bumpers
I’ll be ready to go
I’ll take a Sixty-Eight Charger
Or an Oldsmobile
With no power nothing
And some big rubber wheels

I want an old car with a good paintjob
A big solid hunk of American steel
I want an old car with a good paintjob
Take me back to a time when things were real

Lord, give me a pickup
With a three on the tree
With my buddies in back
Like it’s supposed to be
I’ll take red Firebird
Or a Dodge Daytona
We’ll be haulin some ass
From here to Pomona

I want an old car with a good paintjob
A big solid hunk of American steel
I want an old car with a good paintjob
Take me back to a time when things were real

Don’t need a big piece of plastic
With fuel injection
Don’t need no unibody frame
For my protection
Just want an AM/FM
With all transistors
I’ll be hittin the road
Till my butt gets blisters

I want an old car with a good paintjob
A big solid hunk of American steel
I want an old car with a good paintjob
Take me back to a time when things were real

by Richard W. Bray

It Never Gets Me Down

November 26, 2013

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I hit the bars in Tucson
I had a wicked thirst
I hoped to find a honey
And open up her purse
I ain’t much to look at
But a lady could do worse
So I polished up my silver tongue
With a couple shots
I scoped me out some honeys
The kind that look real hot
I headed for some tables
And gave it all I got

With diligence my shield
I trek from town to town
I don’t always prosper
But it never gets me down

The gals in this establishment
We’re actin pretty rough
I kept hurlin pickups
But it wasn’t my best stuff
It was time to ice my ego
Cuz I done had enough
Then I spied a vision
Of silky curvy lace
I asked if she’d like to
Take me to her place
She hoisted up her beverage
And threw it in my face

With diligence my shield
I trek from town to town
I don’t always prosper
But it never gets me down

Tucson gals are ornery
Especially in June
Or maybe I was harvesting
The cycles of the moon
I might venture back this way
But it won’t be soon
Those gals weren’t very friendly
But it don’t bother me
Now I’m gonna hit the road
And see what I can see
Perhaps it’s time to check out
The beauties in Tempe

With diligence my shield
I trek from town to town
I don’t always prosper
But it never gets me down

by Richard W. Bray

Baggage

November 22, 2013

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You can act all proper
You can try and hold it in
Stick your finger in the floodgates
But you’re never gonna win

when your baggage
weighs a ton
you can hide
but you can’t run
from the dude in the mirror
and all the things you done

You act like someone else
And pretend it’s all a show
But the pain in your marrow
Is only gonna grow

when your baggage
weighs a ton
you can hide
but you can’t run
from the dude in the mirror
and all the things you done

Time marches on
That river’s gonna flow
And you’re stuck in yourself
Everywhere you go

when your baggage
weighs a ton
you can hide
but you can’t run
from the dude in the mirror
and all the things you done

by Richard W. Bray

A Waste of Time

November 11, 2013

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hating is a waste of time
it wracks my soul
and wrecks my rhyme

if a whirlwind came along
and punished all
who done me wrong

that wouldn’t fix a doggone thing
and how much comfort
would it bring?

spreading pain and misery
won’t help my woes
or set me free

i’ll try to do what Jesus said
and love the folks
who wish me dead

 

by Richard W. Bray

Taking in and Letting out

November 6, 2013

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Clinging to the past
Will mess you up real fast
And if you don’t explode
It’ll make your guts corrode

taking in and letting out
is what it’s all about
won’t be no peace in your soul
till you learn to let it go

The land of used-to-be
Ain’t no place for me
Won’t be living no sad song
Cuz life just ain’t that long

taking in and letting out
is what it’s all about
won’t find no peace in your soul
till you learn to let it go

Prize what’s good and true
In the time that life gives you
Keep on tending to today
And let the sadness wash away

taking in and letting out
is what it’s all about
won’t find no peace in your soul
till you learn to let it go

by Richard W. Bray

Watch Your Step

November 1, 2013

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Eat your greens, watch your step
And lend a helping hand
And stay away from people
Whose hearts are full of sand

on days when you
can barely cope
they trample on your
tender hope
they offer you a
slender rope
and kick you down
a slippery slope

Eat your greens, watch your step
And lend a helping hand
And stay away from people
Whose hearts are full of sand

by Richard W. Bray