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Rest Of My Life
00:47
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What should I do with the rest of my life?
Should I go down by the river side
Jump in the water
Fully submerged
And wait for the livin urge?
What should we do with the rest of our night?
Should we go downtown and have a fight
Get some ice cream afterwards
And wait for the lovin urge?
Oh, the loving urge
What should I do with the rest of the song?
What would you do if I sang too long?
Walk out the front door before it’s done
Get around the corner and run
Run!, baby run!
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Can’t make a living at this but I can make a life
Doesn’t matter if I make it big if I Make it right
What’s in the layers of that cake?
Why’s it only the sweet stuff that I Like to taste?
Truer words were never spoke
When they told’m he’s a legend
He said “Nah, baby. I’m a joke”
“You drove a long way. I hope you’re havin’ fun”
“The Cheapest piece is a million, but you’re Better with none.”
“Don’t worry bout winnin’ cause ya Already Won”
(Instrumental)
There’s a lump in my throat
Where I used to sing, now I Only croak
I could tell you my regrets
But there’s so much that’s gonna Happen Yet
I don’t worry bout the odds cause I Already bet
Run along now to your ma
She is patient like a saint and your Daddy is strong
The clouds are moving
To another place
When I think about you growin’ up my Heart it breaks
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Truther Babe
03:19
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She’s a truther babe
Tellin her truth on facebook
& now we’re playin truth or dare on messenger
Thought we had it made
Till she told me 9/11’s an inside job
I didn’t respond and I went for a walk
Then the weekend came & she sent me seven links
Asked me “what do u think?”
And I went for a drink
Everyone at the bar was talkin’ bout the vaccines
A broken social scene
Song played on the juke & I called my friend Luke
He said “crypto is high”
And I tried not to cry I went home to my book
And I tried not to look
At my messenger
And on the seventh day
When the lord says to take your rest
I was doin’ my best till I got a request
Same babe, different app
Told me where the truth is at
Heavy metals in the sky
Geo-engineering’s why
I hit her back this time
& sent a story from the New York Times
She reacted to that with a thumb’s down fast
She said explain to me Chris, why you link like that?
I sanitized my hands & started thinkin I should make a plan
To get the hell out of Dodge
‘Fore it gets too hot
Fire season is here & the signs are clear:
Social engineering’s why
People keep their guard up high
Try to break this broken heart
Try to start an open heart
I powered up my phone
Told the truther babe I’m leaving home
We should try to meet up somewhere i.r.l.
& she said I feel like we both got a story to tell
I said same story, different place
Time to tell it face to face
Try to shake this broken heart
Show up with an open heart
& if you catfish me I want to find out who you’ll actually b
You can give up the act & I’ll lower my mask
You can breathe of my breath & I’ll hold your hand
She reacted to that with a thumb’s up fast
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Tears Were Mine
01:47
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I hope it rains at your wedding and your makeup runs
you go to make your vows and you get it wrong again
& just right then
you have your sister take a picture when you start to cry
that's when I start to laughin and I'll tell you why
I tried
& the tears were mine
not this time
so now I'll send a dozen roses to you just for spite
just for the dozen times we tried to get it right
all night
& the tears were mine
remember cryin' weren't the only thing we done all night
remember walkin' on the beach until the morning light
was right
in your eyes
there was a watery reflection of my highest self
you told me don't get up your hopes
but how I did it well
oh, hell
it's just as well
I hope it doesn't make a difference that I wrote this song
I hope you're livin happy and you're livin long
it's gone
and I was wrong
I'll put my love into a bottle on the highest shelf
I'm runnin late for supper with my closest twelve old friends
and in the end
we're gonna raise another glass of the reddest kind
before we shuffle off to buffalo and let it ride
I'll cry
these tears of mine
one more time
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Good Friend
02:26
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You’re such a good friend
I wanna cry
Thinkin how you loved me by and by
Without a good friend
Such as yourself
I woulda checked out and come back someone else
someone else
Without a good friend
Who could survive
All the slings and the blades that come in life
It takes a good friend
Right by your side
Standin in your corner whether wrong or right
wrong or right
It takes a good friend
To help me make sense
Of every little riddle that life presents
To be a good friend
Boy it’s an art
When you’re speakin’ up and listenin from the heart
from the heart
To find a good friend
Lord, it takes time
Over hills and the valleys and the tell tale signs
You’re such a good friend
And it wasn’t for free
I know it took a toll but you stuck with me
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I Love Money
03:08
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I love money
when it comes in the mail
with no explanation
just for you
I love money
when a kid's on the way
when there's nothing left to say
but to pray
when it comes in the mail
when it's slow like a snail
when there's no more accounting
left to do
when it moves to the left
when the farm has been bet
when there's no hesitation
left in you
I love money
money found on the floor
when it rolls out the door
straight to you
you're so good
and I love what you do
& I wanna support you
here's some loot
when the co-pay is high
& the well's almost dry
& my boat's in the tide
I'm along for the ride
& there's no way of fighting
but to cry
when the check's in the mail
and it's slow like a snail
& your folks' gettin' frail
& there's no gettin' well
& the landlord is waiting
just to hear from you
Oh, time keeps runnin'
& they say it's the same
as a parking meter
left unpaid
it's a memento mori
and it's drawn' the heat
when the mood's gettin' bleak and the song's on repeat
I have no hesitation
left in me
I love money
when it takes exact change
but they've stopped making pennies
anyway
you're so good
and I love what you do
and I wanna support you
here's some loot
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Not Gonna Lose A Friend
01:50
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everybody's takin' sides
some of us can't come inside
some of us think it's no big deal
but I'm not gonna lose a friend this time
I learned the meaning of epistemology
one of my friends was pissed
demanded an apology
and I was only happy to supply
and give our conversation at least one more try
cause I'm not gonna lose a friend
not gonna lose a friend
not gonna lose a friend this time
it only takes one sentence
to talk the party line
but I remember different times
and I am old enough
to hear the way that history rhymes
and I'm not gonna lose a friend
not gonna lose a friend
no I won't lose a single, solitary friend
to these times
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Young Inside
02:36
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How you make me feel young
Young inside
Before I met you I was hoping for a breeze
To knock me off my feet or lift me off my knees
Look at how you made a jaded middle~aged man
Take a chance and wade into the ocean again
Before we met I was a micropscopic self
But now I’m subatomic love inside your cells
Look at how you pulverized my prison inside
Did a dance and helped a hermit come on outside
Before you met I was a network of blame
Keeping track with my thumbtacks on a corkboard of shame
Look at how you showed me to a lighthearted way
now I’m in my heart and heaven help me to stay
Now you make me feel young inside
young inside
Young inside
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The Carrier Cometh
02:11
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the carrier cometh
hear my mailbox
i wonder what’s waitin for me
hear it comin’
that little jeep hummin
the dogs all jockey to see
just this mornin’
i licked a letter
and swung that flag on the side
it’s none of their business
what i wrote my grandma
on the back of that photo inside
send me an invoice
or a cease and decist
a draft of your manifesto
i’m up on my feet
by the side of the street
away from the 1’s & 0’s
but times have changed
and a new arrangement
would have us awaitin’ a drone
600,000 workers put out
and a country at home all alone
to hold an election
when the poles are closed
who can carry our trust?
through the snow or the rain
through the gloom of the night
the carrier cometh to us
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10. |
Who My New Match?
01:35
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Who my new match?
Who my new match?
Hooked on my phone
Feelin’ alone
So who my new match my phone?
I wanna hear from myself
Hear from myself
But Lord, I fell in a trap
I wanna give it back
But where will I look for my match?
Oh my crazy
Feelin’ crazy
Who can save me from my crazy?
And who my new match on my phone?
Bells are ringin’
A.I.’s thinkin’
Birds are singin’
I’m not listenin’
I only look at my phone
So won’t you come have a look at phone?
Who my new match?
Who my new match?
Oh Lord, I’m lost in my phone
Feelin’ alone
So who my new match my phone?
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Yours Truly, NY
02:44
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I know that you’re lovin’ me
All the way in Tennessee
Why did I move to New York?
I’m not what I used to be
Might be the death of me
Love you, yours truly, New York
It’s not like the movies here
Even if you’re makin’ movies here
Is that why you left old New York?
I wish I was a postage stamp
Headed back into your hands
Forever, yours truly, New York
I know that your love for me
Is like a brother, unconditionally
Just like in old Philadelph
Love’s a feast, we helped ourselves
Now, I’m readin’ self help
Over dinner
Here’s to you, New York
I know that you’re writin’ songs
Sayin’ more in half as long
That’s why you’re in Tennessee
You saw through my ups and downs
Now we’re Holin’ up in different towns
But call me, when you come to New York
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12. |
Nothing More To Say
01:27
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Many of my blessings have not been earned
And I’ve really got a lot to learn
One of these days, when my debts are paid
Have something more to say
Many times, I’ve listened for a voice a~bove
To tell me where to put my love
Little did I know, everywhere I go
Coulda let my love, show
(Doo doo doo)
Livin’ is a lesson
The world, it turns
And I really got a lot to learn
One of these days, gonna have it made
I'll have nothin’ more to say
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Chris Peck Fairfax, California
Chris Peck has released 25 albums, beginning with his first cassette in 1994.
His most recent
release 'Exact Change' is a solo performance album, recorded live to DSD by Alex Rather-Taylor & Miles Wick (of Inward Creature).
Pre-orders for the digital album and limited run of 100 CDs are live now, with immediate download of the first two singles!
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I would call this album a masterpiece, except Jascha keeps getting better, so it wouldn't be fair.
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