Альбом Ben Kweller

Oh gypsy rose
I will wait for your sun to shine
Now you've got me goin'
Somewhere no one could find

Oh in my life
It's the world that makes me cry

Oh summer day
Go back home
Give your body away

Milky arms and legs
Wrap around this neglected frame

And the world will make you cry
Yeah the world won't tell you why
But this world won't make you die
'Cause I loved you right

Oh gypsy rose
You got me swallowed up in your streets
Bring your food, money, shoes
Just to lie here with you 'neath your sheets

I see hope in your life
It's the world that makes you cry

Rose, I got no friends
I got no kids and I don't got kin
My one salvation
Is the warmth of your skin

And this world will make you cry
Yeah the world will make you lie
Oh the world will suck you dry
Oh but I loved you right

Oh summer day
Go back home
give your body away

And when I wake
You'll have saved my life

Hello, sweet friend of mine
I want to talk, see how you are
What’s new? Are you feelin fine?
Do you like South Lake, do you work all the time?
This whole month has been a waste
And I got no taste for goin out.
Every since you left home I’ve been shame faced
But I’d rather be erased than hold you down

I never want to be the old hat you put on your pretty head x2

Now I know I talk to much
Worry about things that can’t be controlled
And I can’t decide, always up on the fence
And I don’t make no sense, and baby, I know that gets old

Chorus

My tornado, love, tore it all down
Now I am face down in all this muddy guilt
You know I wanna make you smile again
Warm your heart again like an old worn out quilt
Now listen: Ill be your glove, I’ll be your scarf
I’ll be the cross that covers your heart
But I don’t want you to get tired of me honey, after such a good start

Chorus x2

He is a trucker
Burning the highway
His heart is strong as stone
Counting them yard lines
Passing the hard time
Riding that black top home

CHORUS:
You gotta fight fight fight fight all the way
You gotta fight fight fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

She is an intern
Fighting the love burn
Rolling out tears like a wave
That angel's boy friend
Left her with nothing
But she'll never be his slave

CHORUS:
You gotta fight fight fight fight all the way
You gotta fight fight fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

I'm like my grandma
Short but I stand tall
Playing every single card thats dealt to me
Well you know some days are aces
And some days are faces
Well some days are 2's and 3's

CHORUS:
You gotta fight fight fight fight all the way
You gotta fight fight fight all the way
You gotta set your sight on the Lord in your life
You gotta fight till your dying day

Where's that smile at?
Where'd you take it to?
I never thought that anything could hurt you
Tell me every
Thing you're going through
I never thought that anything could hurt you

Don't forget yourself child
Your the only thing that could pull it through
We are helpless without you

Come back to us
With that smile you always do
I never thought that anything could hurt you
Something came in
That changed your pretty point of view
I never thought that anything could hurt you

Don't forget yourself child
Your the only thing that could pull it through
We are helpless without you

Hey now, wake up
We need you to come on
And pull it through
'Cause right now everything
Is hurtin' you

It's hurtin' you

I'm so quiet today
I don't feel like me
Someone took your smile away
Now it's gone and I can't see

No one loves til it's gone
I'm the one who likes change
But I feel taken by surprise
Let me rewind the things I say
That make it rain inside your eyes

I keep missing you
But my heart knows it's through
Don't wake up I'm here
To keep you from the storm

I'll soak up your fear
And keep your body warm

I keep missing you
But my heart knows it's through

Don't wake up I'm here
To keep you from the storm

I'll soak up your fear
And keep your body warm

I keep missing you
But my heart knows it's through

Nothing to hold onto
My heart knows its through

I'm the sawdust man,
I'm the music man
I'm the talk of the the town
Stick with me, my little baby, I won't let you down
My doors are always open for you to come in
hurry up, my little buttercup, let the games begin

I'm so tired of waiting round
got to get this thing off the ground

I'm on top of the greyhound station
won't you please come home
I'm on top, of the greyhound station
won't you please
come home

Philip here says it's 4:05 (?) my workday is done
Pocket's fat, for my kitty cat
we're gonna have some fun

when I see those big high beams cross the countyline
I get butterflies, and the shiver spines
gonna jump right down and wrap you up
in these arms of mine

Baby, I wanna kiss you from head to your toes
Take this thing as far as it goes

I'm on top, of the greyhound station
Won't you please come home?
I'm on top at the greyhound station
Won't you please come home?
Come home

woo hoo
mmmmhm

I'm on top of the Greyhound station
won't you please come home
I'm on top of the Greyhound Station
Won't you please, Won't you please
Come home
Just come home

You've been gone for way too long, come home

(there's a polar bear down there...rock)

that girl she has me runnin' back and forth and over again.
says she's gonna love me but she just won't tell me when.
she won't ever say cause she just wants to play. oh,
she just wants me wantin' her again.

she comes from california so she's got a lot of guys.
thats where she was born ya, right beneath the ol' sunshine
i'm a lonely man but she don't understand. no,
she just wants me wantin' her again.

oooh, she loves to know
oooh, that i need to know
oooh, everywhere she wants to go.
that girls a crook she's got my heart in her pocket book.
she don't even wanna be my friend.
she just wants me wantin' her again.

oooh, i thought about it
oooh, i can live without it
oooh, i'm gonna stand up straight.
i'd appreciate all the things she done.
if that girl was smart she'd be on the run.
she'd be happy to dig a hole and throw you in.
she just wants me wantin' her again,
just wantin' her again, just wantin' her again.

I don't know where we are
but I know what I like to do
I like staring at a starry sky and down on a ocean blue
I like it when we touch
to most people this isn't much
these are the things that I like to do

I don't know where to go
but I know what I like to do
I like walking down those little streets when we're in Paris France
when I'm in the mood to run
and when I'm in the mood to dance
These are the things that I like to do
alright

(musical interlude)

I don't know know how to spell
but I know what I like to do
I like thinking 'bout the people who lived here before us
I like listening to my favorite music when I'm on the bus
these are the things that I like to do

I don't know what to do
but I know what I like to do
I like talking at the diner instead of screaming at the noisy bar
I like walking into public places strumming this guitar
these are the things that I like to do

But most of all I like like'n you

Good old Alexandra left her man last night
Off to Louisiana, New Orleans in sight
Her determination went right down to her bones
She is gonna make it on her own, yeah

Always been a rambler, moving her whole life
Daddy was a gambler with a heavy-hearted wife
The twilight wind blows her face and that Bronco's engine moan
She is gonna make it on her own

That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
She's gonna make it
On her own, yeah
She's on her own, yeah

Mom lives down in Gretna working at the the Oakwood Mall
Hasn't seen her Alex since Katrina conquered all
She'll be in and out as fast as a hurricane is blown
She is gonna make it on her own

That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
She's gonna make it
On her own, yeah
Baby's on her own, oh yeah

I fantasize about a love she never had for me
She wouldn't marry him 'cause she just wants her liberty
In fifty years I'll bet you'll see these words on her gravestone
"Here's a girl who made it on her own"

That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and on and on and on
She's gonna make it
On her own

He's waiting at the station
He's not taking any train
He's a kid from Colorado
Counting the raindrops in the drain

He's sleeping in the tunnel
He's now edging for the vent
He's a lonesome river swimmer
Wondering where the river went

Who's gonna carry him down?
Who's gonna carry him down?
One more turn around and he'll be homeward bound
Who's gonna carry him, carry him down?

There's a landlord on the benches
There's a posse on the train
There's an angel up in heaven
Who forgot somebody's name

Who's gonna carry him down?
Who's gonna carry him down?
One more turn around and he'll be homeward bound
Who's gonna carry him, carry him down?

Who's gonna carry him down?
Who's gonna carry him, carry him down?
One more turn around and he'll be homeward bound
Who's gonna carry him, carry him down?

Who's gonna carry him down?
Who's gonna carry him down?
One more turn around and he'll be homeward bound
Who's gonna carry him, carry him down?