Sounds Better in the Song

by Mike Cooley

When I saw her standing there
With her bright eyes and shining hair
She was looking back at me
Some are meant to sing
Some are meant to talk
And some aren't meant to say a thing

But when she opened up her mouth
And that sweet voice came out
I lost track of my own name
Now she's found herself
And I lost mine
And I'm just another guy
Who can't give her anything

The drifter, he holds on
To his youth
Just like it was money in the bank
And 'Lord knows, I can't change'
Sounds better in the song
Than it does with hell to pay

I might as well have slipped that ring
On her finger from a window of a van
As it drove away
Now she's found herself
And I lost mine
And I'm just another guy
Who can't give her anything

Dreams are given to you
When you're young enough to dream them
Before they can do you any harm
They don't start to hurt
Unless you try to hold on to them
After seeing what they really are

She used to dream them with me
Every single crazy one
Until they started hurting her too
Now she's got some of her own
And outgrowing me
Might be the best thing for her
She's ever done

A light that shines as bright as hers
Can't be kept
In the shadows for too long
A heart that wants to live
And a soul that wants to give
Can't just sit at home alone

Lord, she's given me everything
And never wanted anything I couldn't give
Just what was inside of me
And now she's found herself
And I lost mine
And I'm just another guy
Who can't give her anything

Bastards of Young

by Paul Westerberg
God, what a mess
On the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled
Graduate unskilled
It beats picking cotton and waiting to be forgotten

We are the sons of no one
Bastards of the young
The daughters and the sons

Clean your baby womb
Trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground, no waiting on beer tonight
Income tax deduction
What a hell of a function
It beats picking cotton and waiting to be forgotten

Unwillingness to claim us
You got no war to name us

The ones who love us best
Are the ones we'll lay to rest
And visit their graves on holidays, at best
The ones who love us least
Are the ones we'll die to please
If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them

Grand Old Ivy

by Frank Loesser

Stand, Old Ivy, stand firm and strong!
Grand Old Ivy, hear the cheering throng!
Stand, Old Ivy, and never yield!
Rip! rip! rip the chipmunk off the field!

When you fall on the ball
And you're down there at the bottom of the heap
Down at the bottom of the heap!
Where the mud is oh so very, very deep
Down in the cruddy, muddy, deep!

Don't forget, boy!
That's why they call us
They call us Groundhog!

I've Been Delivered

by Jakob Dylan

I could break free from the wood of a coffin if I need
But nothing's as hard as getting free
From places I've already been
I've been waist-deep in the burning meadows of my mind
In the engine, in cold December
Shooting fire from the hose

Now turn off your lights
'Cause I'm not coming home
Till I'm delivered for the first time

I was first-born to a parade that follows in rows
Down a narrow, cold black river
Faceless shadows moving slow
I would move swift when the sounds of a trumpet would blow
I've been the puppet, I've been the strings
I know the vacant face it brings

Now the bells of curfew
They may ring before I'm through
But soon I'll be delivered for the first time

You might keep clean in the back of an angel motorcade
It doesn't matter who walks in
You know, the joke is still the same
You'll just wake up like a disposable lover, decomposed
I've been gone, I've been remembered
I've been alive, I've been a ghost

So now if downtown explodes
I'll still be on this road
Till I'm delivered for the first time

I have drawn blood from the neckline when vampires were in fashion
You know I'd even learn to cut my throat
If I thought I could fit in
'Cause I once heard that you gotta learn how to blend in to this mess
Where nothing's hard, nothing's precious
And nothing's smooth or flawless

Now no more amused
Just screaming to
Be delivered for the first time

Now I'm 10 miles in the deep and mighty blue sea
Looking back, towards a long white beach
Burning up into yellow flames
And I just wave back like a little boy up on a pony in a show
'Cause I can't fix something this complex
Any more than I can build a rose

So just keep on letting go
'Cause I must be close
To being delivered for the first time

Now I'd rather bleed out a long stream from being lonely and feel blessed
Than drown, laying face down
In a puddle of respect
I was once lost in the corridors of the arena in blindfolds
I've been the bull, I've been the whip
I just pulled down the matador

So now, turn on your lights
'Cause I'm coming home
I've been delivered for the first time

Do I Have to Come Right Out and Say It

by Neil Young

Do I have to come right out and say it?
Tell you that you look so fine
Do I have to come right out
And ask you to be mine?

If it was a game, I could play it
Trying to make it, but I'm losing time
I got to bring you in
You're overworking my mind

Indecision is crowding me
I have no room to spare
And I can't believe she'd care

Like a dream she has taken me
And now I don't know where
And a part of me is scared
The part of me I shared
Once before

The Only One

by Aaron Tate

I come from a long line of leavers
Out of the garden gate with an apple in their hands
I expect and I believe
You're gonna run out of love
You're gonna give me the shove
'Cause that's the thing that lovers do
Then there's you

You found me cynical and jaded
You lifted my mask and lightened me up
And when my black eyes have faded
I found they were not gouged
Had the coal in my mouth
I've never seen the old age new
And then there's you

You're the only one
Who knows my secrets
You're the only one
Still you're the only one
Who never leaves
And I wake up to this mystery

I betrayed you with a little kiss
I thought you'd find someone better
And you forgave me even for this
Came to the upper room
You dragged me from the tomb
There is none both good and true
Then there's you

I Didn't See It Coming

by Stuart Murdoch

Make me dance, I want to surrender
Your familiar arms I remember
We've been going transcontinental
Got no car, we just take a rental

But we don't have the money
Money makes the wheels and the world go round
Forget about it, honey

Make me dance, I want to surrender
Your familiar arms I remember
Everybody's talking about you
Every word's a whisper without you

But we don't have the money
Money makes the wheels and the world go round
Forget about it, honey
Trouble's never far away when you're around

Take me on a train 'cause I'm not flying
I can see the world from a different side
Read about us in the morning papers
When we make it alive

I didn't see it coming
(Make me dance, I want to surrender)
I'm just not in the running
(Make me dance, I want to surrender)

And we don't need a lifetime
(Make me dance, I want to surrender)
We're following the right line
(Make me dance, I want to surrender)