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Yearning Soul Rebellion
06:29
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Yearning Soul Rebellion
Oh Lord
Strummin’ the same chord
and I’m burning at the feet of the law
Oh no
fell on my own sword
is there any end to this dirty man’s war?
baritone guitar
with it’s vibrato and it’s verb
strikes at the heart of the strong and the lonely
before you came to go
little did i know
you didn’t need a one or an only
Brother brother Roy Orbison
sings to the vampires in North Hollywood
Brother, brother Roy Orbison
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
No go
it’s a no show
burnt at the feet of her lord
A fuse goes
it’s a slo blow
the money’s gone and there’s nothing more i can afford
September has it’s rain just like April and May
but it threw me every time that it came
a ghost of a soldier
is cursed to believe
that forever holds his forgotten name
Brother brother Roy Orbison
sings to the vampires in North Hollywood
Brother, brother Roy Orbison
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
oh oh Only The Lonely
oh oh Only The Lonely
Brother brother Roy Orbison
sings to the vampires in North Hollywood
Brother, brother Roy Orbison
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
a yearning soul rebellion has begun
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2. |
Done Maybe Done
04:39
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DONE MAYBE DONE
I need a break
Not a big break
Just to figure what went wrong
Kill the compass
It’s pointless
I’ve been lost for so damn long
I need a break
Not a big break
The glory of a mixtape
You used to love me when I was young
we were wide-eyed in the moonlight
Then blind to the morning sun
So here I be on an empty road
There’s no hikers on the interstate
There’s a curse in reflection
A crooked smile is never straight
Done, done, done baby done
Done baby done
Done, done, done baby done
Done maybe done
Eye the window
Heed the storm
The wind is rapping at the front door
Lone man, soul man
I’m not pacing no worried floor
You know there’s endings
And there’s beginnings
They draw blood from the same old vein
Forget to remember
There’s no love without pain
Done, done, done baby done
Done baby done
Done, done, done baby done
Done maybe done
Fill my pockets
Full of woe
But we need something to get up for
Crack the code
Reveal the sequence
We end up fighting the same old war
Demure cavalier
Commandeer the muscle of a bold heart
Lone man, soul man
But the engine’s cool to a fresh start baby
Done, done, done baby done
Done maybe done
Done, done, done baby done
Done maybe done
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Marilyn Has A Baseball Man
The lucky devil and the angel bride
Fell asleep for the rising sun
A faulty transmission only runs now in drive
Going back can never be done
It’s a back break for the porter
There’s a 101 bags
Their filled with the past
From the fur to the rags
There’s romance in the running
The hounds are at their heals
But lately it’s been dragging them down
So Wake up Get up
The paper’s hit the stands
Marilyn has a baseball man
Marilyn has a baseball man
Take one take two
Her lines come out wrong
Thinking about baby makes her blue
One strike, two strikes, 3 strikes he’s gone
He didn’t think this was something he could lose
it’s a cold bare shoulder
looking for heat
What was free and easy
Is knotted in a sheet
There’s no romance in the running
but the hounds are at their heals
But now he’s laying her body down
Wake up Get up
The paper’s hit the stands
Marilyn has a baseball man
Marilyn has a baseball man
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GO BLAME IT ON THE ONE YOU LOVE
100 vows an hour
fill the chapels on the hill
the sleepy weepy baker’s boy
looks up to her window sill
he cries, “ oh .Orion, do you hear me?
I brought for you something so sweet
come down to taste it
I’ll be waiting on this darkened street"
Empty, lonely and feeling blue
blame it on the one you love
but if there’s hope, love and happiness
you’ll have to blame it on the one you love to
blame it on the one you love
the queen cries, the king laughs at the same words
the jesters not thought the fool
the sleepy weepy baker’s boy
walks on a trail of flour back to his door
the master lays with the infidel
he shows her where his shackles scarred
she reveals her royal blood
she never thought it’d take her this far
Empty, lonely and feeling blue
blame it on the one you love
but if there’s hope, love and happiness
you’ll have to blame it on the one you love to
blame it on the one you love
100 vows an hour
fill the chapels on the hill
the sleepy weepy baker’s boy
looks up to her wind still
Empty, lonely and feeling blue
blame it on the one you love
but if there’s hope, love and happiness
you’ll have to blame it on the one you love to
blame it on the one you love
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5. |
Dirty Rotten Love
05:28
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Dirty Rotten Love
3 for 1 on Valentine's
the Hallmark man's job is on the line
Cupid's trying to keep in line the buying kind
It's a down turn profit
It's in steep decline
Late shows to the magazines
a billboard on every street says the love is all around
It's in a sunny destination, sung by a new sensation
And it's yours, can be yours
Spend some money, big money for a
Dirty rotten love
Buy diamonds, blood diamonds for a dirty rotten love
Dirty Rotten Love
A prat fall, a spit take laughter fills the room
Uncle Milty introduces the bride and groom
It didn't rain but they felt cheated by an empty crescent
But something can be done in the edit room
They got the best man for the best man
He turned pro at 22
He says that love has come to town
His toast is his predication
Amen from the congregation
That'll do that'll do
Spend some money, big money for a
Dirty rotten love
Buy diamonds, blood diamonds for a dirty rotten love
Dirty Rotten Love
a dagger to the heart, a pistol to the brain
Wouldn't make me utter it's name
I'm not a cold heart, I'm not bleeding
Don't misread my feelings for you, for you
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6. |
Hang On
06:25
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Hang On
I should pay, give you money for my education
What you taught me, no pages from a book could contain
The eye and the heart never thought that they were relations
Across a room full, you could see what was real and what was
imitation
Hang On Hang on Hang on to me
Hang On Hang On
Hang On hang on never felt so free
Hang On
You had one, you had two you had three hundred
that's a lot of lovers
You were never alone to suffer
Some folks do but i don't
I don't want to judge you
but i'm a little bit lonely and sun's coming up soon
Hang On Hang on Hang on to me
Hang On Hang On
Hang On hang on never felt so free
Hang On
what i do for you I do for me
don't get me wrong
I love to make you happy
Two on a bike
Miles and miles of bad road behindd us
white knuckled but my grips not as tight as it used to be
Hang On Hang on Hang on to me
Hang On Hang On
Hang On hang on never felt so free
Hang On
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7. |
Dead Man In The Ivy
04:08
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DEAD MAN IN THE IVY
Enough powder to fill the keg
Serpent tail down her leg
Pockets filled with stone
But the River’s dry as bone
Sister Mary Francis
Gave her many chances
She locked her in the cellar
Until she came out to tell her
About a dead man in the Ivy
Clear of eye pink of tongue
Bastard boy of the baron’s son
Misbegotten aristocrat
Had his tour of hell and back
Objections and contradictions
Monsignor cast prediction
He says that somethings going down
About a dead man in the ivy
There are secrets on the avenue
Blinds are shut by the strike of noon
The cheer has turned to whispers
All that bloomed now withers
From father to every mother
From son to every daughter
They want to know what’s going down
About a dead man in the ivy
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8. |
Run On Home (to me)
04:23
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RUN ON HOME TO ME
There’s hope in the balance
But the scales tipping hard today
I’ve got the heart of a carny
But I still have to look away
There’s gold in dreams
But when I wake up there’s nothing free
A dropped figurine
I can’t remember what it used to be
Run On Go On full on
Head on
Passed your home to me
Run on Go on Full on
Head on
Run on home to me
The child of Goliath
Saw her father as a little man
What she knew of love
No one could understand
There’s holes in seams
Stitches lose their bravery
Flesh is seen
Pull the peel of a tangerine
Run On Go On full on
Head on
Passed your home to me
Run on Go on Full on
Head on
Run on home to me
Kneel to the sun
Lie to the moon
When the last button’s come undone
It’s just me just you
The ghosts I’ve seen
Is someone I could of been
Regret is cold, it’s mean
Another roadside tragedy
Run on go on full on
Head on
Passed your home to me
Run on go on full on
Head on
Run on home to me
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9. |
Red Bakelite Radio
05:41
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RED BAKELITE RADIO
I’m thumbing a lock from your pretty red hair
I’m eating the better part of a rotten pair
Because that’s where the sugar is… Sugar is
I’m looking for a beating heart lost to the avalanche
I’ll mark an X in the snow with a broken branch
Because that’s where the treasure is… Treasure is
Carolina reaper burning away our tongues
I never wanted to hurt no one
I’ve been a liar a scoundrel a grifter and a cheat
Down a dead end one-way street
Burning dust on a vacuum tube
On my red bakelite radio
The song I love is bleeding through
On my red bakelite radio
Corner the bandit and figure his game
Trust his confession like the beast that played lame
That’s where the secret is… Secret is
Dawn came up easy but brought a fiery sky
There was love in the beginning but now there’s reasons to cry
But that’s where the muscle is… Muscle is
The roar of cannons are ringing in her ears
I can save you from the mutineers
I can be a martyr, an angel ,a friend to the king
And a new world can begin
Burning dust on a vacuum tube
On my red bakelite radio
The song I love is bleeding through
On my red bakelite radio
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10. |
Lorraine
05:13
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Lorraine
Little bird sang like a telephone ring
open my eyes never slept a wink
kick the garbage to the curb
is today the 2nd or is today the 3rd?
Wash my hair with the hotel soap
enough gas in the car i hope
put my money on a brand new horse
lost by a nose yeah of course
Oh Lorraine
I’m bound to a runaway train
I lost you that day to the bosom of the rolling plains
the rhythm of the pouring rain
left us cold like every John and Jane
oh Lorraine
there's a boy there's a girl
he stole her a ring under his shirt
she swiped the pie from the window sill
they're under a tree very still
he carved their names in the big oak trunk
they'd never get old they'd always stay young
she grew tired and walked back home
he lay there and watched the sun go
Oh Lorraine
I’m bound to a runaway train
I lost you that day to the bosom of the rolling plains
the rhythm of the pouring rain
left us cold like every John and Jane
oh Lorraine
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11. |
Humble Me
04:42
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Humble Me
Went out on a limb
gone too far
broken down at the side of the road
stranded at the outskirts and the sun’s creepin’ up
baby’s in the back seat
still fast asleep
dreamin’ of better days
I don’t want to call you but you’re all I have to turn to
What do you say
when it’s all gone away?
baby I didn’t mean to hurt you
truth spoke in whispers will tear you apart
no matter how hard you resist it
It never rains when you want it to
You humble me lord
humble me lord
I’m on my knees, empty
You humble me lord
You humble me lord
Please, please, please forgive me
Baby Theresa’s got your eyes
I see you all the time
when she asks about her daddy
I never know what to say
Heard you kicked the bottle
and helped build a church
you carry an honest wage
is it true you have someone keeping you company?
What do you say
when it’s all gone away?
baby I didn’t mean to hurt you
truth spoke in whispers will tear you apart
no matter how hard you resist it
It never rains when you want it to
You humble me lord
humble me lord
I’m on my knees, empty
You humble me lord
You humble me lord
Please, please, please forgive me
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Kevin Breit Toronto, Ontario
Kevin Breit is writing about himself as you read this. What is going through his head? Scary third person ramblings. This site contains my solo recordings mostly and some are joint projects. I had my eyes closed and opened while my head was down and up. This is the universal thread through my career. ... more
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