Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’
July 20, 2012
I love the working man
And I’d walk your picket line
But my wingtips give me bunions
And my sneakers need a shine
And it’s so darn hot
When I’m out in the sunny
You know I feel your pain
But I love that dirtymoney
Free trade ain’t so free
When we ship your job away
But those fat cats with their wallets
Will remember me someday
Disappearin’ factory jobs
Ain’t no kind of funny
You know I feel your pain
But I love that dirtymoney
All my favorite people
Are really corporations
Corporations don’t get sick
Or ask me for vacations
Politicians crave cash
Like a bear loves him some honey
You know I feel your pain
But I need that dirtymoney
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Barack Obama, Bill Clinton, Citizens United, comfortable shoes, corporations are people too, corruption, country music, Country Music Lyrics, free trade, George W. Bush, graft, KORUS FTA, lyrics, Mitt Romney, NAFTA, outsourcing, politics, presidential election, sellouts, TPP, union labor, unions
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July 14, 2012
It ain’t what you create
It’s what you do
That’s gonna be important
When you’re through
Who cares if you
Rewrote the record book
When you’re a liar and
A cretin and a crook?
So slap your name across
A thousand walls
But everything that’s built
Is gonna fall
It don’t mean much
Rising to the top
When your private life
Is one gigantic flop
A million statues
Won’t make you a god
When you’re feeding worms
Beneath the sod
It ain’t what you create
It’s what you do
That’s gonna be important
When you’re through
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, fame, lyrics
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June 28, 2012
Daddy said my tender heart
Leads me to pursue
Birds with broken wings
And stray dogs just like you
I’m sorry bout the mixup
I’m sorry I’m a fool
Didn’t mean to spend your birthday
Takin’ shots and shootin’ pool
I’m sorry that you took my car
And wrapped it round a tree
I’m sorry that I hocked my house
And gave my guarantee
I’m sorry I jumped bail
I’m sorry that I ran
I’m sorry that the PeeDee
Found me in my van
Always been I susceptible
To rascals just like you
All it ever got me was
A pocket full of blues
I’m a live tornado
Spewin’ mess and misery
Till I beat the bottle
It’s all I’m gonna be
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, codependency, country music, Country Music Lyrics, duets, lyrics, sad songs
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June 17, 2012
Alex lives for beauty
And the memory of a smile
From a love that never was
That continues to beguile
He’s a little ball of bitter
Muffling primal screams
Concocting better days
And waiting on a dream
Walter’s in his workshop
He got himself a plan
Turning lead to gold
He’s gonna be a wealthy man
He’s a little ball of bitter
Afraid to laugh or grin
Holding back on living
Until his ship comes in
Don’t bother with Maria
If you ain’t a wealthy guy
No money means no honey
She got bigger fish to fry
She’s a little ball of bitter
But she ain’t about to quit
Cuz a feller with a fortune
Will be a perfect fit
No Happy Hour for Henry
He don’t waste his life in bars
He’s got an audition
And the ladies love a star
He’s a little ball of bitter
He ain’t livin’ for today
Got no time for losers
He’ll show them all one day
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:bitterness, country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, resentment
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April 25, 2012
You sent me a text
When your man was away
Said we could meet
If I wanted some play
Things been ruff since I got dumped
But I ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
You wanted to meet
At the far end of town
So no one would see
You were messin around
I’ve been in one helluva a slump
But I ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
You call me up
At a quarter to four
Ya run outta ice
Can I get you some more?
I’ll do what I do to get over the hump
But I ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
We hooked up once
It wasn’t that good
You never called back
Like you said you would
Things been ruff since I got dumped
But I ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
ain’t gonna be your second-string chump
Richard W. Bray
Tags:cheaters, chumps, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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April 15, 2012
I don’t care about my marriage
I don’t care about the kids
I don’t care who I hurt
And I don’t care what I did
It’s time to have a bottle
It’s time to have some fun
It’s time to find a woman
And forget the things I done
It’s time to hit the honky tonks
It’s time for me to run
I don’t care how much she loved me
I don’t care about her pain
I don’t care if she gets lonely
I don’t care if she’s sane
It’s time to have a bottle
It’s time to have some fun
It’s time to find a woman
And forget the things I done
It’s time to hit the honky tonks
It’s time for me to run
I don’t care about my daughter
I don’t care bout my son
Growin up without a daddy
Never hurt me none
It’s time to have a bottle
It’s time to have some fun
It’s time to find a woman
And forget the things I done
It’s time to hit the honky tonks
It’s time for me to run
Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, honky tonks, losers, love, lyrics, sad songs
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April 7, 2012
Clever is underrated.
Clever describes one who possesses brilliance, mental sharpness, originality, or quick intelligence. But the word clever also implies shallowness and superficiality.
Fables teach our children that the clever fox is subordinate to the wise old owl. Cleverness is ephemeral but wisdom abides.
According to this distinction between cleverness and wisdom, cleverness is quick and slick whereas wisdom is an invaluable beverage which must ferment over time: wisdom enlightens; cleverness simply amuses. But without intelligence there is no wisdom; there is merely pablum which seeks to comfort.
And even the least refined cleverness has value. Every flash illuminates, if only for an instant.
I hope you enjoy these witty rhymes from Lyrics on Several Occasions. Ira Gershwin was very clever and that is good enough for me.*
Ira Gershwin rhymed embraceable you with irreplaceable you and silk and laceable you in Embraceable You (29-30)
Ira Gershwin rhymed divorcement with of course, meant and he rhymed painless with ball-and-chainless in Sweet Nevada (78)
Ira Gershwin rhymed enjoyment with for girl and boy meant in Nice Work if You can Get it (96)
Ira Gershwin rhymed caress men with yes men and chessmen in How Long has this Been Going On? (277)
Ira Gershwin rhymed four leaf clover time with (my heart) working overtime in ‘S Wonderful (251)
* I realize, of course, that the word clever has often been used to disparage the accomplishments of Jews, just as the word sinister has often been used to impugn their motives. This is not my intention.
Richard W. Bray
Tags:antisemitism, ‘S Wonderful, Clever, Embraceable You, How Long has this Been Going On, Ira Gershwin, Language, lyrics, Lyrics on Several Occasions, Nice Work if You can Get it, Poetry, popular music, Sweet Nevada, You’re the Top
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April 3, 2012
rich man’s war
poor man’s fight
buddy, what gave
you the right
to profit offa
blood and misery?
warbucks fill
your bank account
tell me what’s
the right amount
to make you
be the best that you can be
i seen things
you can’t erase
i lost friends
you can’t replace
i pray to God
you worship property
your blood freezes
my blood burns
you seek silver
i just yearn
to be stateside
with my lovin family
Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, love, lyrics, profiteering, War, warbucks
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April 1, 2012
I fell in love with your heart
Ain’t never been very smart
My passion making me a slave
Love is gonna put me in my grave
I fell in love with your heart
Your eyes are like a paira’ poison darts
Your tender love is hollow and untrue
Lord knows what I ever saw in you
I fell in love with your heart
I knew I shoulda’ run from the start
Smiling while you cut me to the bone
I’d be so much better off alone
I fell in love with your heart
Why you gotta pick my world apart?
My soul is freezing naked in the rain
I guess it ain’t no secret I’m insane
I fell in love with your heart
Ain’t never been very smart
My passion making me a slave
Love is gonna put me in my grave
Richard W. Bray
Tags:broken hearts, country music, Country Music Lyrics, love, love songs, lyrics, masochism, sad songs
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