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Burbank
04:17
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Burbank
J. Christine Cochran
© 1995 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
Well the rent’s no cheaper in Burbank
I think somebody lied
And they keep saying L.A. is over with
It’s like someone had died
But the rich and fortunate
Like - plastic surgeons
They all seem to thrive
I’m just skating on the boardwalk today
Thinking hey, how strange I’m alive
There’s a lady getting arrested
She’s walking topless on the beach
There’s an old blind man
With his banjo in hand
Tip jar is well within reach
But the lost and restless
They get nervous
When the cops pass by
I watch the old men play chess
Hey, hey—we all get by
But the lost and restless
They get nervous
When the cops pass by
I’m just here on the pier today
Thinkin’ hey, I’d like to do more
More than survive
There’s a part of me gone missing
It left so long ago
Some town I’d lived in
Some childhood nightmare
Where it went ain’t nobody knows
But the voices of angels
They will lift me
When it’s my time to fly
I’m just here in the California sun
Thinking hey, hey—I guess I’ll try
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2. |
Subatomic Zero
03:40
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Subatomic Zero
J. Christine Cochran
© 2002 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
Ya, I got the six free issues of your magazine
You wanna know the truth my friend?
It didn't change one thing
I saw my family converge and dissipate
I fanned the flames of love
Burned with fires of hate
Oh! Subatomic — feel a little small
Subatomic zero baby
Then you feel like…
Nothing at all….Ya
Ya, I used to stare out the window of the gym at my high-school
Singing "Sara" like Stevie Nicks
But not because it was cool
I knew I had to have a better life
Cos' that one was making me die
That song, it somehow gave me hope
Even now it make me cry
Oh! Subatomic — you feel a little small
Subatomic zero baby
Then you feel like
Then you feel like
Then you feel like
Nothing at all
Ya, I got the hotel record
I got your wrecking ball
I read the romance novel
I got the poster on the wall
I even saw the picture show how life's supposed to be
You get taken to the cleaners
Believe everything you see
Oh! Subatomic—feel a little small
Subatomic zero baby
Then you feel like
Then you feel like
Then you feel like…..
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3. |
Beautiful Tattoo
04:05
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Beautiful Tattoo
J. Christine Cochran
© 1994 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
When she is drunk
She thinks that she can write like Dylan
And she dreams of a Paris France
With Anarchy
She never quite lived in
Her first boyfriend turned Buddhist….
The one after that
He turned gay
And although she’s still glad
Well, the last man she had…
He turned to stone today…
She’ll probably go back to school
But that’ll be next semester
Feelin’ kinda lost just now
Wanna be alone - remain sequestered
But see, she has a goal
See, she has a rule
She’s looking for
She’s searching for
The most beautiful
The most beautiful tattoo
Not to be stymied
By Man’s great Search For Meaning
She leaves no Skin unexamined
For her particular style of gleaning
Her best friend from grade school
Just got married
Second best...
Just got an MBA…(no way!)
And although she’s still glad…
Well the last friend she had...
She turned to ice today
She’ll probably go off somewhere but that’ll be later on
Feelin’ kinda lost just now
Like something she did was
Wrong…so wrong…no, no not wrong…not wrong…
But see, she has a goal
See, she has a rule
She’s looking for
She’s searching for
The most beautiful
The most beautiful tattoo
She’s looking for
She’s searching for
The most beautiful
The most beautiful tattoo
She’s looking for
She’s searching for
The most beautiful
The most beautiful tattoo
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4. |
What's There To Eat?
03:56
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What's There to Eat?
J. Christine Cochran
© 2003 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
I turn off the phones
And I isolate
I stay home alone
I stay up too late
I watch all the re-runs
Of my favorite shows
I don’t really think about
They help me forget about
The good times I’ll never know
It’s too late to begin
It’s too late to win
It’s not fair
It’s too hard
I never could start
I always start strong
I finish weak….ya
What’s on TV?
What’s there to eat?
I see the celebrities
The lives that they lead
You’d think with all that money
They’d give some to me
I went to rob the liquor store
But they sent me to jail
Compared to all the movie stars
I’m sure my troubles seem pale
It’s too late to begin
It’s too late to win
It’s not fair
It’s too hard
I never could start
I always start strong
I finish weak….ya
What’s on TV?
What’s there to eat?
If life is a sideshow
For the small and the weak
Then who is the barker
For those who won’t speak?
We tally our losses
We fake a few wins
But some would rather fall and freeze on their knees
Than have to yearn and burn again
It’s too late to begin
It’s too late to win
It’s not fair
It’s too hard
I never could start
I always start strong
I finish weak….ya
What’s on TV?
What’s there to eat?
I said what’s on TV?
What’s there to eat?
I said what’s on TV?
What’s there to eat?
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Guitars Cadillacs (Documentary)
J. Christine Cochran
© 2003 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
I been drinking scotch
It don’t take me much
Old man sang Dwight Yoakum’s song
A couple nights ago
It’s been rainin’ all through Labor Day
I just found out my aunt
She died today
When my lease is up
I’ve no idea where I’ll go
Guitars and Cadillacs
Pink hotels and heart attacks
All those summer times in Galveston
Like a black and white, grainy…a Documentary
Old poster of Paris France
I know I’m lucky cos I got to dance
Few signs of evolution
Never mind the pollution
In this Opportunity
Well, I been confused about you babe
Compared to me
See, I thought you had it made
But I see your situation —
That look on your face
Shows a different thing
It’s been runnin’ through my mind today
All the years that we sleep away
And when I grasp for answers
I see the past just turn, and wave, and walk away
Guitars and Cadillacs
Hearing’ that song makes me want you back
Roller-skating in Central Park
Like Houston after dark, a drunken, a Documentary
Old lawn chairs rust and fade so slow
I know I’m lucky cos I got to go
We’re seeking absolution
It’s part of the solution
In this Opportunity
No sign of intermission
But God I want permission
In this Opportunity, ya
Ya, ya
I still get blown away
My life’s in shades of gray
Ya, ya, ya
Like some Documentary
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Onus OReilly
03:16
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Onus OReilly
J. Christine Cochran
© 2004 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
Onus O’Reilly sits on a fence
Contemplating suicide
Onus O’Reilly had been born a man
But wanted to be somebody’s bride
Oh Onus
Onus O’Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
Onus he likes to wear pretty dresses
He wears them when he is alone
Delicate under things
Make his manly heart sing
S’ like giving a dog to a bone
He bravely tries to hide it
Strongly tries to fight it
Thinks that it might leave him alone
But it always rears its lady-like head
It takes control of him instead
Now the dog’s being buried by the bone
Oh Onus
Onus O’Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
Onus decides to give a little push
And he ends up face down in the mud
He’s a little disappointed when he wakes up and he finds
Another job that he’s left undone
But he gets up and he shakes off
And he goes into the house
And he decides to start it all again
Now everybody driving by waves hello at the lady
Who was once stuck inside of a man, man, man
Oh Onus
Onus O’Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
Oh Onus
Onus O’Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
It’s unlikely
It’s unlikely
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7. |
Amazed - Astounded
03:44
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Amazed - Astounded
J. Christine Cochran
© 2004 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
Baby I’ve been amazed
I’ve been astounded
I’ve been flying high on love
But now, I feel more grounded
Baby I’ve been confused
Frightened by the ghost of you
Twice too many times I’ve tried
But now, I see that was unwise
We went to the carnival
We went as a pair
Someone called your name in the tunnel of love
I turned around and no one was there
And when we danced on the promenade
I tried to hold your hand
Someone walked by — you mumbled something
I never did understand
Time is never ending
Time is never free
It’s time I stopped pretending
That the ghost of you
Is dancing with the ghost in me
Baby I’ve been around
Ya I’ve danced all over this town
In the arcade I made some dreams
Polaroids of us by the sea
Baby I was unwise
I made the music to my own lies
A parade of charades it seems
Dance with the truth- the truth will you free
There is just one answer
Answer is for free
Answer run to river
River run to sea
There is just one answer
Answer is for free
Answer run to river
River run to sea
Oh I wish you ran to me
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Aloysius
04:25
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Aloysius
J. Christine Cochran
© 2003 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
Seems I find it hard to forget you
Seems you float in on the breeze
Seems they still find ways to rob you
Like the tone of their voice as they say “tickets please”
Oh, Aloysius
King of the smorgasbord
Oh and all my fences
Should I want less…
Or desire more?
Seems I still find ways to follow
You and that crazy dance you lead
I wrote down all the reasons that I…
I love you
But the pen dropped when I got to 83
Oh, Aloysius
King of the final frontier
And all my wishes
What are the things…
That I should hold dear?
I took those flowers that you gave me
And put em in a pretty vase
Don’t you know that your words…
They always save me
They keep me in a state of grace
Oh, Aloysius
King of the smorgasbord
Ooh, Aloysius, king of the final frontier
Ooh, all my kisses
What are the things
Show me the things
What are the things
I should hold dear?
We should hold near?
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Dear Allen
03:52
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Dear Allen
J. Christine Cochran
© 1998, 2004 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
(Nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
Talk about nothing
Gonna fade away
Oh yes it’s nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
When you talk about nothing
Gonna fade away)
Dear Allen
I’m getting married
I want to see if you object
Dear Allen
I…I miss your motives
I miss your need to self-protect
Allen I never knew
Why you withdrew
And took your sweet love away
You remember dancing down at Guido’s
While outside it rained?
(Nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
Gonna fade away)
Dear Allen
I have not heard from you
I want to make sure you’re okay
Oh dear Allen
I ruined your idea of marriage
Did you think you’d see me here today?
Allen I don’t know why
It was always do or die
And your love you had to constrain
Like there was something else besides Guido’s
You thought you had to attain
(Nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
Let’s talk about nothing
Gonna fade away)
And Allen I don’t know why
It was always do or die
And you treated me like some stain
Spilling out of a bottle of beer at Guido’s
Cause you wanted cheap champagne
Hey Allen
Thanks for the memories
I hope you learned how to connect
Send a letter
Drop a postcard
Or be like me just call collect
Allen I think I know
Why it was you had to go
Took your sweet love away
I will always remember dancing down at Guido’s
Even after….the rain
Dear Allen
Dear Allen
Dear Allen
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10. |
You Run Deep
03:42
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You Run Deep
J. Christine Cochran
© 1991 Oh Brother Songs, ASCAP
There were some running around everyday
Nothing to think about - nothing to say
Some were so scattered - nothing could be found
A disturbance of air - but no one was around
They were just looking to jump off some lovers’ leap
You on the other hand
You run deep
You run deep
We hear them talk of things in the past
I look ahead and want something to last
There are other worlds that I dream of
Wish one would take me – and I’d rise above
And prima donnas dream of diamond rings
But rarely do they sleep
You on the other hand
You run deep
You run deep
You water the roots of my soul
Tour the very heart of me
Always something to dream about
Always pleasant to see
When others were swept aside
And others did not stay
You were always by my side
Always had magic to say
Sinbad sails and Pegasus flies
Some things I never want to question why
Santa Claus he never wore a ring in his nose
St. Francis did he ever Vogue or Pose?
Maybe there is nothing here that I can keep
You on the other hand
You run deep
You run deep
There are stars that slowly change
Tumbleweeds flow out on the mountain range
Survey the horizon - all the world’s a stage
Reach inside get rid of silent rage
And I was just looking
For Someone I’ll Never Meet
You on the other hand
You run deep
You run deep
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