1. |
Supersonic Jet
04:08
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Someone has taken all your courage
Chained you up inside
Fighting for release
How will you ever get to flourish
When you’re looking for an exit ramp
Calling for police
123 Fly your supersonic jet
To the other side of love
Stay with me
Shed that fear of things you think
You’re undeserving of
And in the morning let’s be lovers
We’ve got coffee on the flame
Everything is beautiful
Or let us hide beneath the covers
And if nothing feels the same
Know my heart will carry you
123 Fly your supersonic jet
To the other side of love
Stay with me
Shed that fear of things you think
You’re undeserving of
And in the company of strangers
What makes you tick what makes soar?
When you feel unhealthy dangers …
What keeps you coming back for more?
123 Fly your supersonic jet
To the other side of love
Stay with me
Shed that fear of things you think
You’re undeserving of
And in the company of strangers
What makes you tick what makes soar?
When you feel unhealthy dangers …
What keeps you coming back for more?
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2. |
Summer of Soul
04:29
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Did I see you Did I see you swayin' in
To the Summer of Soul
Did it make you feel good
Did it make you feel bold
Ray Baretto, Gladys Night
Herbie Mann, soundin' right
You could see the change in the scene
The greatest show that's ever been
Right at 120th and Madison Ave
Mt. Morris Park is what you used to have
The memory is sacred
But somehow got misplaced
We hold these truths to be self evident
Black history will be erased
Hugh Masakela, Nina Simone
The magic of Stevie laying back on the throne
Did I see you Did I see you
Did you watch it alone
Were you swayin' in to
Sly and the Family Stone
Right at 120th and Madison Ave
Mt. Morris Park is what you used to have
The memory is sacred
But somehow got misplaced
We hold these truths to be self evident
Black history will be erased
A fire hydrant sprayin'
Going full blast
A Questlove Jawn into a
vibrant and shimmering past
Summer of Soul
Summer of Signs
Did I see you did I see you
Swayin' in
With your platform shoes
Listen to the sound
Pop Staples plays the blues
Mavis and Mahalia
Share the microphone and sing
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on
Such a beautiful thing
Right at 120th and Madison Ave
Mt. Morris Park is what you used to have
The memory is sacred
But somehow got misplaced
We hold these truths to be self evident
Black history will be erased
A fire hydrant sprayin'
Going full blast
A Questlove Jawn into a vibrant and shimmering past
Summer of Soul
Summer of Signs
Did I see you Did I see you swayin' in
To the Summer of Soul
Did it make you feel good
Did it make you feel bold
Abby Lincoln with the great Max Roach
Unapologetically black
Was their political approach
Did I see you Did I see you swayin' in
To the Summer of Soul
Did I see you Did I see you swayin' in
To the Summer of Soul
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3. |
It Wasn't Me (I Say)
03:16
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I was I was
I said I said
I didn’t know
I didn’t say
I said
I didn’t say
He was
I wasn’t there
I didn’t know
I said I said
I didn’t sayP I saw the truth
I say I saw the truth
I didn’t know
I say I said
I didn’t have
The facts
Not all the facts
I said
He saw PShe was
I know
She said he saw
I know she said
I was
I wasn’t there
It wasn’t me
I say
Aaaaaaahh
Not all the facts
Not all the facts
I didn’t have
She didn’t see
He didn’t do
All that they said
She couldn’t know
I couldn’t say
I wouldn’t have
I didn’t dare
I did not dare
When you turn I around I’m gone
Like I was never even here
When you’re sad you sing your song
When I’m sad I disappear
Someone else might disagree
But it isn’t theirs to make
If you wanna be like me
Then you’ll know just what to take
I was I was
I said I said
I didn’t know
I didn’t say
I said
I didn’t say
He was
I wasn’t there
I didn’t know
I said I said
I didn’t sayP I saw the truth
I say I saw the truth
I didn’t know
I say I said
I didn’t have
The facts
Not all the facts
I said
He saw She was
I know
She said he saw
I know she said
I was
I wasn’t there
It wasn’t me
I say
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4. |
Take Care of Me
03:12
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Sometimes
When I think I caught you staring at my face
Those times
When I feel I’ve just been staggering in place
I realize
That I need someone to care of me
I need someone to take
care of me care of me care of me baby
I need someone to take care of me
I need someone to take care of me care of me care of me baby
Half light
In the space between my frenzy and my dreams
Lonely
In the depths of where I’ve fallen and it seems
I realize
That I need someone to care of me
I need someone to take
care of me care of me care of me baby
I need someone to take care of me
I need someone to take care of me care of me care of me baby
And I know that it’s time
And I know I’m afraid
All this time I’ve been drowning
All these debts I have paid
That I need someone to care of me
I need someone to take
care of me care of me care of me baby
I need someone to take care of me
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5. |
Gary's Song
03:29
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You got your curly head
Your laser legs
Not the kind of man that sits and begs
You got your snout to the ground
Tail in the air
Gotta make a mess and gonna add some flair
Sometimes
You might get bent
Tryna’ figure out where you mama went
Soon now,
She gonna come home
Easing you the sorrow of being alone
Someone is yankin’ my chain
I’m stuck on a line
She’s gone, it’s causing me pain
I act like I’m fine
You say that you wanna know
You got your poodle top
Reflective vest
Someone pin a medal on that great big chest
Your nose for crime
A taste for grime
Thinkin’ bout your mama most all the time
Sometimes you might get red
Lookin’ for the woman with the fuzzy head
Still heart, ease thy mind
A mama like that’s so hard to find
Someone is yankin’ my chain
I’m stuck on a line
She’s gone, it’s causing me pain
I act like I’m fine
You say that you wanna know
And maybe my blues will subside
With the sound of her shoes from outside
I’m taking it slow but you know
I can’t hide it
Someone is yankin’ my chain
I’m stuck on a line
She’s gone, it’s causing me pain
I act like I’m fine
You say that you wanna know
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6. |
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And when you call yourself a woman
You act like no-one understands your point of view
And when you tell me you’ve got troubles
And I can’t possibly relate to what you’re going through
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I see somebody poking through
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I think that’s what we’re meant to do
And when I tell you it’s a lonely road
You say I act like I’m the only one
And then I tell you I’m a man and no one sees
All the little things I’ve done
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I see somebody poking through
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I think that’s what we’re meant to do
And if I tell you that I’m going insane
All my work down the drain
All my hopes in the trash
Would you stop and complain
Would you laugh
Would you laugh?
And when we call ourselves a broken symphony
Soaring up into the rafters
People may look at us as though we’ve lost our minds
They might shower us with laughter
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I see somebody poking through
I think somebody’s got to give an inch
I think that’s what we’re meant to do
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7. |
It Doesn't Matter to Me
03:58
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By the wiggle of the water
I’ve been known to ascertain
Which way the wind blows
In the corner of the barroom
I’m the man who brings the pain
And everyone knows
It doesn’t matter to me
What you do
What you do is just a function of
Who you believed that you were
Coming onto the scene
I don’t care where you been
With the buzzing of the birds
And I’m alone and waking up to
No one’s coffee
If you’ve a taste for the absurd
You’re on the phone and breaking up, you
Will accost me
It doesn’t matter to me
What you do
What you do is just a function of
Who you believed that you were
Coming onto the scene
I don’t care where you been
You say it’s only a pose
I suppose
But it’s all that I know
You say I’m due for a fall
I recall
And it just goes to show
You say I don’t understand
Take your hand
And we’ll go
You’re leading me by the tail
I won’t fail
I’ll look up all the while from below
By the wiggle of the water
I’ve been known to ascertain
Which way the wind blows
In the corner of the barroom
I’m the man who brings the pain
And everyone knows
It doesn’t matter to me
What you do
What you do is just a function of
Who you believed that you were
Coming onto the scene
I don’t care where you been
It doesn’t matter to me
What you do
What you do is just a function of
Who you believed that you were
Coming onto the scene
If you know what I mean
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8. |
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Listen my friend to a song from me
Got it right here on mp3
I hope it will delight
If you like what you hear, if the song rings true
I got a bunch more I could send to you
You could dance through the night
What’s that you say? You didn’t have time
Got a lot on your plate, though you see that I’m
Just trying to make good
Was the beat too slow were the words unkind
Did the mix just drive you out of your mind
Can you tell me if you would
It’s not the mix
It’s just the song
And all the garbage you put on
Come on come on
I suck!
You suck
I suck!
You suck
I’ll never learn quite how
I suck
You suck
I suck
You suck
Don’t quit your day job now
Gave a couple of a grand to the mastering man
You can hear the difference, I swear you can
It’s insane
And for 50 a year it’s up on Spotify
12 plays a month those stats don’t lie
A balm to my brain
Now it’s Bandcamp Friday, whoop dee doo
Gonna make an extra dollar or two
you only name your price
And if it’s just the musicians who pay the fee
And never download, as far as I can see
It still feels awfully nice
It’s not the mix
It’s just the song
And all the garbage you put on
Come on come on
I suck!
You suck
I suck!
You suck
I’ll never learn quite how
I suck
You suck
I suck
You suck
Don’t quit your day job now
I suck!
You suck
I suck!
You suck
I’ll never learn quite how
I suck
You suck
I suck
You suck
Don’t quit your day job now
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9. |
Killer '72
04:42
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And so again,
You come for me
But only in the dead of night
My little dreamer
We were once kith and kin
But it didn’t end right
I was the one
The only one you trusted then
And I promised you the moon
Some day you said
It would all come crashing down
I guess I didn’t think it’d be so soon
And in the afterlife when I come to you
We’ll get to see see just how the story ends
I’m just the vision that you store behind your eyes
And “we’ll always be the best of friends”
So many times
I thought I saw you in a crowd
But you always turned the other way
So many years ago
I might have lost control
I don’t know quite what to say
You were a partier
You must have brought it on
Though I suppose things went too far
I always meant it when
I said how much I cared for you
You were always just my little star
And in the afterlife when I come to you
We’ll get to see see just how the story ends
I’m just the vision that you store behind your eyes
And “we’ll always be the best of friends”
Sleepless nights I didn’t count on
Someone like you really should’ve understood the problem
Of getting entangled with the likes of someone like me
Someone...someone like me...
Someone...someone like me...
I look in the mirror but I don’t see no face
Some gaunt angular fellow is there in my place
Ahh
And so it comes to this my little friend
This ache shall never pass
I used to feel
So easy in my skin
Now this life is fading fast
Put down your animus
And look me in the eyes
As we see just how this ends
I never meant to hurt you
I just got caught up
And we were always the best of the friends
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10. |
Sick and Evil
03:32
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Come see the circus
The final days of a once great nation
Clowns and jugglers, con-men and two-headed dogs
Generals Judiciaries
The chief executive grabbing for the neck of his head of security
It's getting out of control
Sick and Evil
The capital’s been breached
It’s getting out of control
Known to his friends as Gym
The great representative Jordan
The president is sick and evil
The president is sick and evil but I’d vote for him again
And though somebody tells me millions of people
Don’t care anymore ‘bout what’s real or what’s fantasy
I dropped my money at the door, I gave what I could and
Met with like minded people who smiled and were kind to me
They’re calling for the vice president to be hung
Ketchup streaming down the wall
The president thinks he deserves it
I was disgusted
Knowing what was happening on the hill
Unpatriotic and unAmerican
A beautiful building
Defaced over a lie
But hell yes
But hell yes I’d vote for him again
And some thousand times a day I ask myself
What’s really going on
Who am I counting on?
And what’s the last remaining play
We have before we cross the rubicon
When all we have is gone
Would I lay down my life
to protect an idea
Would I go to the streets and fight
when the moment is near
Would I give with abandon
to the folks with the clipboards at market
Would I stay in the shadows
Or would I master my fear
And though somebody tells me millions of people
Don’t care anymore ‘bout what’s real or what’s fantasy
I dropped my money at the door, I gave what I could and
Met with like minded people who smiled and were kind to me
And some thousand times a day I ask myself
What’s really going on
Who am I counting on?
And what’s the last remaining play
We have before we cross the rubicon
When all we have is gone
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Dan Sonenberg Portland, Maine
Dan Sonenberg is a composer and singer-songwriter living in Portland, Maine. He is the composer of the opera The Summer King, which was produced by Pittsburgh Opera in 2017, and Michigan Opera Theatre in 2018. Also the founder of the indie rock band Lovers of Fiction. ... more
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