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O Dry Up
04:04
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O Dry Up
My children have gone
I sit at the edge of the bed
And cry – I cry
Wondering if I’ll ever dry out
As I wait for my nurse
My husband has died
He lies at the top of the hill
He lies- and he lies
And the sun will never come out
See I thought that I’d go first
I stole this song
Long before you stole my heart
Long before your heart attack
I swore I’d give it back
AAAAAAAAAAAA
OOOOOOOOOOO
Now this stay of execution
Just leaves me here on the rack
On the rack - to dry out
My sleep is so light
I have no need for a bed
I pace – and I curse
Waking away from it all
As I write the next verse
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2. |
Seven Mountains
03:48
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Seven Mountains
(Lyrics: Michael Barron, Music: Michael Barron & Bob Boilen)
She’ll be coming ‘round the mountain
If she comes
She’ll be late no doubt
Just like before
She’ll be riding six white horses
She’ll be wearing dangle earrings
She’ll be pounding down the bourbon
If she comes
Well, they’ll all be there to greet her
If she comes
Unless someone pulls the gate shut
And closes all the curtains
So that the place looks empty
When she comes
So the cook is in the kitchen
When she comes
And the carp is on the table
When she comes
And the forest’s there to hear her
As the tree falls at her feet
At the foot of seven mountains
In the waning hours of sunlight
On the shortest day of winter
As she rides the snow filled valley
In the shadow of those mountains
On the back of six white horses
When she comes
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3. |
Empty Spaces
04:16
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Empty Spaces
O here is my Scarlet
In her worn out curtains
We can all see through
We’re off to the races
Who’s gonna fill those empty spaces
We can’t go back to vanished places
Who’s gonna fill those empty spaces
Who’s gonna fill
Gauloises cigarettes
Give me the traces
Men and martinis
And war with the races
So we lost that garden
So we lost that lake
We get out with our hides
We go on with our luck
Who’s gonna fill those empty spaces
We can’t go back to vanished places
Who’s gonna fill those empty spaces
Who’s gonna fill
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4. |
Wind Your Watch
04:35
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Wind Your Watch
I saw you today
You were out in front, talking to someone
I wondered what was going on
You looked so upset
I decided that I wouldn’t stop
As I drove away
In my rear view mirror
You looked like you were crying
I thought maybe I should
Call you on your cell
Or send you a text
As it was, I kept on driving
I had a lot of stuff to do
But all day long my thoughts
Would take me back to you
I wondered if I really did the right thing
Minding my own business
So now it’s been several hours
I didn’t see you when I drove back
No calls, no texts
I hope you’re doing OK
I hope you’re well
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5. |
Too Late To Go
04:13
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Too Late to Go
I’ve watched my brother’s hand
Go for my brother’s choice
I’ll see him go like sand
Into that long Rolls Royce
I see the way we stand
Hands cover our mouths
We’re choking on plans
We’re choking on choices
I hold my brothers hand
Can’t unstrangle his voice
Both unable to spit
So we sit and we sit
We wait and we wait
For something outta this
Waiting for the wink
Waiting for the wind
All the brothers who have brothers
See their brothers fall
I want to count them all
We gotta count them all
We better get started – we better
Get this counting started
Lyrics: Kevin Lay
Music: Bob Boilen & Michael Barron
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6. |
Tuesday, It's Snowing
02:58
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Tuesday, It’s Snowing
I was thinking about you today
You’d be turning 65 this year
The last time I saw you
You looked like a hundred
Or maybe a hundred and ten
For a long time
That was all I remembered
But now when I think of you
And see your smile
And it makes me feel warm
And tingly all over
Sometimes I laugh
You were acting like such a spaz
I know I drove you crazy
But I know you know I love you
And I guess that’s the take away
I love you still
I love you still
It’s Tuesday
It’s snowing
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7. |
Wake Up Train
03:54
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Wake Up Train
Feet before train
Fussing me forward
Fourteenth then 34th street
Gone my dear west fourth
Hunching and hugging my back
Gone my dear west fourth
Hunching and hugging my back
Train unto train
Platforming smartly
Four men then more crewmen
Rounding us up
Penn after Penn
Union into that there them
Rounding us up
Penn after Penn
Union into that there them
Car after train
Homing homely home
Driving in reverse
Humming I may need to rest
Humming I may need to rest
Now I might stay right here
And work on my stare
Country boy I’ll die in the war - if you care
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8. |
Shovel It
03:37
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Shovel It
Where’s our pony
We want our pick
Where’s our cat
Stick our stick in it
We like to dish it out (shovel it)
And we’ll never leave off (shovel it)
We take no push back (double it)
Turn your head and cough (huh!)
We’re gonna be cunty
We’re all prickliness
Take all the milk and honey
Suck till we’re sick of this
We like to dish it out (shovel it)
And we’ll never leave off (shovel it)
We take no push back (double it)
Turn your head and cough (huh!)
We say dig it till you’re buried
We say take it till you’re sore
You are the hole
We are the bore
We like to dish it out (shovel it)
And we’ll never leave off (shovel it)
We take no push back (double it)
Turn your head and cough (huh!)
Just shovel it
Just shovel it
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9. |
The Key
03:09
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The Key
I took the neck off
That new bottle
I took the shoulders
Off that thing
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
Or look at me
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
I look for the key
I took one more sip
I took a few more sips
I drank the hips
Right off that thing
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
Or look at me
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
I look for the key
I’ll find the way
Up off this floor
I knocked the heels
Off that new bottle
No more tips
From that dead thing
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
Or look at me
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
I look for the key
I took a chance
On that new bottle
I fell like dice
Into that thing
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
Or look at me
When I cant go on
When I can’t look back
I look for the key
I’ll find the way
Up off this floor
I’ll find the key
I’ll search no more
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10. |
All Roads Lead To Today
02:24
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All Roads Lead to Today
How am I leaving
How am I leaving
How am I leaving
Yea, early and in the rain
No thought left for yesterday
No time left for what I meant to say
(All roads lead to today)
How am I going
How am I going
How am I going
Yea, deep underground
How can I be right
How can I be good
If I can’t sit tight
Or even hold my tongue
No thought left for yesterday
No time left for what I meant to say
(All roads lead to today)
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11. |
Parking Prayer
02:19
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Parking Prayer
In the longest lonely hour
I tic like the dashboard clock
My car packed tight
Peter, Paul and
Sweet Baby James
Show some skin in this race
And help me find a parking space
I’ve been all around the world
I been twice around this block
No spot in sight
Holy Mary
Mother of our Lord
Wipe them tears from your face
And help me find a parking space
High on this here mountain
I been bound to this here rock
No lock in sight
Yahweh Jesus
Houdini Christ
Pull that veil from your face
And help me find a parking space
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Danger Painters Washington, D.C.
Danger Painters is Michael Barron, Bob Boilen, Bill Harvey and Kevin Lay. Their musical Heritage dates back to the seminal
70s-80s DC music scene, including Tiny Desk Unit, Fuji's Navy and Rhoda & The Bad Seeds.
The band members met in DC but now live in Maryland, New York and California, collaborating via the internet and very rarely meeting in one place to perform in public.
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