Альбом Jason Mraz

Words & music by Jason Mraz

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

You and I both loved what you and I spoke of
And others just read of and if you could see now
Well I'm already finally out of

And it's okay if you have go away
Just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear it ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang

You and I both loved what you and I spoke of
And others just read of and if you could see now
Well I'm already finally out of words.

Words by Jason Mraz & Billy "Bushwalla" Galewood
Music by Jason Mraz

Go make your next choice be your best choice
And if you're looking for a boy with a voice, well baby I'm single
Are you in the mood for some dude, are you in the mood to be subdued
Or would you rather just mingle?
Let's get set then to go then and let us jet set we'll be like the Jetsons
You can be Jane my wife. Should I marry Jane tonight?

I would if I could. I'd do most anything spontaneously.

Or we can keep chilling like ice cream filling
We can cool in the gang if you'd rather hang
Ain't no thing. I can be lugubrious with you.
I got no ifs ands ors no wits or what's about it
But this place is getting crowded and my house is two blocks away
Or maybe closer

I would if I could. I'd do most anything spontaneously.
You know I would, if I could. I'll do anything spontaneously.

If you could be nimble, you'd have it simple just like me.
So go on and try it, do not deny yourself your freedom.

So step on up to the plate get a date with Mraz
See you better act fast because supplies they never
Now did you know this is limited time offer
So go make your mind up before our times up
You better start winding it up because the party's almost over
(And if you should know girl, go a little bit lower now)

See how I would, if I could. I'd do most anything spontaneously.
You know I would, and I can prove it. I'll do anything spontaneously.

Words & music by Jason Mraz & The Matrix

I saw fireworks from the freeway and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go
away
Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring
Now something on the surface it stings
That something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you
deserve this
And what kind of god would serve this? We will cure this dirty old disease
If you've got the poison I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on
words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the
light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in
the end.

I won't worry my life away.
I won't worry my life away.

I heard two men talking on the radio in a cross fire kind of new reality show
Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack
They were counting down the days to stab the brother in the be right back after
this
The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his
catastrophe
Dance with me, because if you've got the poison, I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on
words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the
light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in
the end.

I won't worry my life away.
I wo'nt worry my life away.

When I fall in love I take my time
There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind
You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why
Because

The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison
I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on
words
I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the
light on
So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in
the end.

I won't worry my life away.
I won't worry my life away.
I won't and I won't and I won't etc.

Words by Jason Mraz & Chris Keup
Music by Jason Mraz, Eric Schermerhorn & Chris Keup

Good-day sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but I know you
You're my favorite star
Follow you I will so lets get moving

Who needs shelter when the mornings coming?
Absolutely there's no one
Who needs shelter from the sun?
Not me, no. not anyone.

By your clock the cock rooster crows
Then off to work where everybody goes
Slow, But eventually they get there
Picking up the day shift back where all left off
Confined and pecking at relationships
You know it's only a worthless piece of shit

Who needs shelter when the mornings coming?
Absolutely there's no one
Who needs shelter from the sun?
Not me, no. not anyone.

I'd sleep it all away but the sun wont let me
I'd miss those lovely days of summer

Good-day sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but I know you
You're my favorite.

I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket

y'see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february, '96
with a guitar picked up in the mix
I committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well look at me now
look at me now
look at me now, now, now, now

I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket

well you're never gonna guess
where i've been been been
and I have no regrets
that I bet my whole checking account
because it all amounts to nothing up in the end

well you can only count on the road again
we'll soon be on the radio dial
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a band of gypsies on the highway while
I'm one man pushin' on the california skyline drive
up the coast mc brag the most
I'm pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
put my cruise control on coast
with Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
I say, "I like your style, crazy pound pup!
you need a ride? *woof*
well come on, girl, hop in the truck!"

I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket to come
I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket
I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket to come on
I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I'm waiting for my rocket

see I'm a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here
I'm ready to play
and I'm s a sucker for a filly
got a natural ability to give the freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous at the mike
my ghetto hat's cocked right
the ladies say, "yo, that kid is crazy"
the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, "what's up with m-r-a-z?"

hey, hey, something's different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something's different in my world today
they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
I'm just a curbside prophet
curbside prophet now
curbside prophet now
curbside
come on, now
curbside prohet
waiting for my rocket to come...

Words & music by Jason Mraz

His after moan though cries oh no
He's building up a shine but he take it slow
And he knows it time to make a change here And time to get away
And he knows it's time for all the wrong reasons And time to end the pain
But he sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again
Why don't we?

She said what would your mother think and how would your father react oh lord
Would he take it all back what they've done
No way he said take it, take it and don't break it with your own two hands
That was my old man and he said
If all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it

Oh what a lovely day to have a slice of humble pie
Recalling of the while we used to drive and drive here and there
Going nowhere but for us, nowhere but for the two of us
And we knew it was time to take a chance here
And time to compromise our lives for awhile
And it was time for all the wrong reasons
But time is often on my side and I give it to you tonight
And we sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again

As time goes by we get a little bit tired waking and baked another Marlboro mile
wide
It's sending the boys on the run in the time in hot summer sun
To swim beneath or over outside as they're reading between the lines
Then they remember the part in the hallmark card where they read about the
dreams
And reaching for the stars to hold on a little bit closer to
And they knew it was time, time to take a chance here
Time to compromise our little lives for just a little while
And they knew it was time for all the wrong reasons
As time is often on my side and I give it to you, oh boy
And we sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again

She said what would your mother think and how would your father react oh lord
Would he take it all back what they've done
No way he said take it, take it and don't break it with your own two hands
That was my old man and he said
If all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it

Words & music by Jason Mraz

You can say that I'm one curly fry in the box of the regular
Messing with the flavor oh the flavor that you savor
Saving me for last but you better not eat me at all
Living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup and salt
People say that I'm crazy for not moving on to better things
Instead I'm sitting around trash talking with the onion rings
But it's much too soon to leave this easy life
Pass me the spoon. Pass the analytical knife

Cause your about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay all about the sound in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold
Better shut up or get shot down. It s all about the know how all just a matter
of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.

Believe it or not I super sized my sights on the surprise in the cereal box
My stomachs smaller than my eyes
So I went to see the doctor and he said "turn your head and then cough"
I didn't listen to what he said instead I couldn't wait to get off
He said I can have this but I cant have that
That I should keep wishing I was living the life of a cat because
I ain't the one whose gonna be missing the feast
Just like you ain't the one who seems to be calming the beast

Now your about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the wordplay all about the sound in the tone of my voice
You gotta let me make my choice alone before my food gets cold
Better shut up or get shot down. It s all about the know how all just a matter
of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.

Well if you are what you eat in my case I'll be sweet so come and get some
I'm so over it.

Now your about to get cut and get cut down
It's all about the know how all just a matter of taste
Stop telling me the way I gotta play. Too much food on my plate.
(Get up and get some)
There's too much food on my plate

Words & music by Jason Mraz

You. You were a friend. You were a friend of mine I let you spend the night
You see how it was my fault. Of course it was mine.
I'm too hard at work. Have you ever heard of anything so absurd ever in your
life.
I'm sorry for wasting your time.

Who am I to say this situation isn't great? It's my job to make the most of it
Of course I didn't know that it would happen to me. Not that easy.

Hey what's that you say? You're not blaming me for anything that's great
But I don't break that easy. Does it fade away?
So that's why I'm apologizing now for telling you I thought that we could make
it
I just don't get enough to believe that we've both changed.

Who am I to say this situation isn't great? It's my time to make the most of it
How could I ever know that this would happen to me, not that easy, no
All along the fault is up for grabs why don't you have it
Well it's for sale go make your offer, I'll sell it for no less than what I
bought it for
Pay no more than absolutely zero.

Well neither one of us deserves the blame because opportunities moved us away
And it's not an easy thing to learn to play a game that's made for two that's
you and me
The rules remain a mystery. See it can be easy.

Who am I to say this situation isn't great? It's our time to make the most of it
How could we ever know that this would happen to me, not that easy, no
All along the fault is up for grabs and there you have it
Well it's for sale go make your offer, I'll sell it for no less than what I
bought it for
Pay no more than absolutely zero.

Words by Jason Mraz & Jenny Keene
Music by Jason Mraz
Adapted from the poem "On Love, In Sadness" by Jenny Keene

Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness
It's not falsified to say that I found god so inevitably well,
It still exists pale and fine. I can't dismiss
And I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, rust and in the rain endure.
The rust and the rain are sins
And I'm in like Flynn again

So go on place your order now cause some other time is right around the clock
You can stand in line. it finally begins just around the clock
You can have your pick if your stomach is sick whether you eat or not
And there is just one thing that I never forgot

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, rust and in the rain so easy
These are the comforts that be

You see well I'm feeling lucky oh well, maybe that's just me
You should be proud of me oh hell if you could only see
That we're gonna grow on up to be, ah yes
We are thick as thieves

Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness
It's not falsified to say that I found god
Inevitably, well it still exists pale and fine I can't dismiss
And I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind and the rust and the rain endure
(The rust and the rain endure. I'm sure.)

I am insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be lost on me.
Love will never ever be lost on me.

Words & music by Jason Mraz

Would it take a bakers dozen to get my point to you?
Would it take a half a pound to roll a joint for you
Would it take some hailing marys so full of grace to get my sound to you
Will you help me break it down and get on thru

Down to the other side
It's easy of you only try
Don't lie down on the job
Because once we hit the top there's no stopping us

Should I address all my letters to the well to be
Should I say return to sender is just a well be done
Should I better not it so personally if all the good loving is never received
Baby if it was me well I wouldn't think twice

No not I...
See its easy if you only try
So don't lie down on the job
Because once we hit the top there's no stopping us.

I will drive a thousand miles or I'll meet you at the station
If only you would take a vacation from this thing you have created
I promise to make it worth your while

So c'mon try. Baby wont you try
It's easy if you do not run
I promise you you'll have your fun
Because once we hit the top we've just begun

There's no stopping us.

Words & music by Jason Mraz

The boy's gone. The boy's gone home.

What will happen to a face in the crowd when it finally gets too crowded.
And will happen to the origins of sound after all the sounds have sounded
Well I hope I never have to see that day but by god I know it's headed our way
So I better be happy now that the boy's going home. The boy's gone home.

And what becomes of a day for those who rage against it
And who will sum op the phrase for all left standing around in it

Well I suppose we'll all make our judgment call
We'll walk it alone, stand up tall, then march to the fall
So we better be happy now that we'll all go home.

Be so happy with the way you are
Be so happy that you made it this far
Go on be happy now. Please be happy now

Because this is something else
This is something else

I tried to live my life and live it so well
But when it's all over is it heaven or is it hell
I better be happy now that no one can tell, nobody knows
I'm gonna be happy with the way that I am
I'm gonna be happy with all that I stand for
I'm gonna be happy now because the boy's going home.

The boy's gone home.

Words by Jason Mraz & Jenny Keene
Music by Jason Mraz
Adapted from the poem "Tonight (Not Again)" by Jenny Keene

The night.
She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek
Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow
Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico
Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time I believe that I never find
Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes
Ocean lapping voice smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky
And I'm all alone again tonight not again, not again, not again.

And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice. Lovely.

Still I'm unable to inhale all the riches
As I'm awkward as a wound on my bones
Still I've got cobblestone joints and plate glass points
As I'm all by myself tonight not again not again.

And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice. Lovely.

Well if you should nervously break down
When its time for the shakedown would you take it
It's when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you've made it
And don't it feel alright. and don't it feel so nice.
Lovely.

Say it again. Lovely. So lovely. to do it again
Again. Loving again. It's coming again.
Lovely.