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LET'S TAKE SOME DRUGS AND DRIVE AROUND
© 1991 Michael Hall
p 1991 Aznut Music, BMI
There's nothing to do
There's nothing to say
And everything I know, I knew yesterday
Until something new comes around
Let's go take some drugs and drive around
Let's do something dumb, let's get in a fight
I'd rather get beat up than sit around all night
Let's go get some lights, let's go get some sound
Let's go take some drugs and drive around
Drive around
Gas up the car, get some beer too
How about a sixpack for me and a twelvepack for you
Turn off your TV
When you were a kid you didn't want to grow up and be a bum
Be treated like the morons we've become
I turn on my radio, all I hear is metal and motown
Let's go take some drugs and drive around
Drive around
Turn out the headlights, let's go get lost
And every blind lane we must cross
Every poor boy who fears for his life
Get out of our way or get in and ride
As we drive and drive
Just saying no to drugs is easy if you got
The kind of life that I have not
But honey if I did, I'd lay that money down
Buy some more drugs and drive around
Drive around
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Upside Down Instead
03:36
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UPSIDE DOWN INSTEAD
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
The key was worn and the key was bronze
The door to her room and the night beyond
They shook it to the left and they raised their voices
They shook it to the right and they forgot about their losses
Why do we lie?
Why do we try so hard?
Why do we fight inside our heads?
Honey, upside down instead
Drowning in an ocean of indecision
Round and around the world on a whim
Losing all sense of intuition
Holding to an image of you
You can fight yourself but it takes too long
Life's too short to drag yourself down
Let's mix it up, open our minds
Shake our heads and leave our worries behind
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SHAKING ALL OVER THE PLACE
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara and Manuel Verzosa
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
We might walk there someday
We can talk it out on the phone
I can hear you on the phone
This time I hear your voice
Shaking all over the place
We laughed at his performance
You offered him a job
He said he was impossible to work with
And he danced right out of the room
Shaking all over the place
Into the middle of the road
Shaking all over the place
Throw it all away
Words never came together
I could see them but I could not make them speak
How we get on with one another
The one, the two, the three
Shaking all over the place
The sixes, the sevens all got away
Shaking all over the place
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Evangeline
05:13
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EVANGELINE
Copyright 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
Publiished 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
Fourteen hours, fourty-five days
One more impulse to disobey
Evangeline
Listens to nothing but pavement
Evangeline
Drive and drive to Los Angeles
The man is restless
He is a husband and a salaried employee
The woman is proud and hopeful
She has a career and wants a family
CHORUS
The sounds of music
are drifting futher and further away
It takes some kind of concentration
to curve and shake and bend and sway
Evangeline
Breaking down the pavement
Evangeline
Drive and drive to Los Angeles
Evangeline
Take the grapevine to Los Angeles
I want to know
What brought you here
Was it the reverb
Was it the snare drum
Was it the wonderful guitar
Was is the bass
Was the shape of this stage
Was it the shape
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All She Wrote
03:46
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ALL SHE WROTE
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
We stayed all night
We stayed all summer
We were looking for the light
That would last all winter
The size of the evening
Cast a shadow over the girl at the look-out post
That's all she wrote
You're the one who broke it
Now you're gonna have to teach it to move
High water is coming to Arizona
I down my drinks
Just as soon as they come to me
That's all she wrote
You play your cards
You still have to pay the rent
We thought we knew just how
The rules would bend
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Wanna Ride
02:36
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WANNA RIDE
© 1993 Pork
1993 1117 Music, BMI
Kiss me when we hit the city limits
Don't tell me we won't get very far
When we're breaking up the speed limit
And chasing away all the cars
It's an afternoon of high speed racing
Forget the pavement even there
Feels so good I think I might strat screaming
When the wind whips through your hair
Take me out on your bike
Take me out on your bike, bike
Take me out on your bike
I wanna ride, ride, ride
Wanna ride, ride, ride
It's a perfect way to spend the day
Leave the city far behind
Throttle open wide on a mountainside
It blows away my fucking mind
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Light From The Box
01:55
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THE LIGHT FROM THE BOX
Copyright 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
Publiished 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
The light from the box
A glass of wine
The light from the box
We haven't lost enough money
The light from the box
Bring it home, spread it out
Drop down to the floor
If we ever get a chance
For more
So much more
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Susan Across The Ocean
06:10
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SUSAN ACROSS THE OCEAN
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
I still think about Susan, and all our ups and downs
Never met a woman so resolute, she speaks her mind, stands her ground
Thought we'd go on forever, and I must still be surprised
'Cause I can't forget that sweet look in her eyes
Susan across the ocean
Chose to go so far away
Susan, what does your spirit hide?
That makes me question my life this way
Susan across the ocean
I ain't a slave to nobody
Susan, you don't mean anything
Susan, you're everything to me
I had plans to raise a family; she had plans of her own
Children are so demanding, and she had so much to prove, and places to go
I'm not angry anymore, but it hurts me so bad
When I think of all the sweet times we could have had
Repeat Chorus
Just when you think you know somebody well
When you're completely in love, you can never tell
When it's over
Is it over?
I'm sixty years tomorrow, but I still hold my own
I married a woman whose love I hold, and we had three kids, watched them grow
But when I wake up in the morning, it still hurts me so bad
Because I love this woman beside me,
But I can't help to think about the life I could have had
Repeat Chorus
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Change The Locks
04:11
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CHANGE THE LOCKS
© 1988 Lucinda Williams
p 1988 Lucy Jones Music, BMI
I changed the locks on my front door
So you won't see me anymore
And you won't come inside my house
And you won't lie down on my couch
I changed the locks on my front door
I changed the number on my phone
So you won't call me up at home
And you won't say those things to me
That always keep me on my knees
I changed the number on my phone
I changed the kind of clothes I wear
So you won't find me anywhere
And you won't spot me in a crowd
And you won't call my name out loud
I changed the kind of clothes I wear
I changed the kind of car I drive
So you won't follow me when I go by
And you won't chase me up the street
And you won't knock me off of my feet
I changed the kind of car I drive
I changed the tracks underneath the train
So you won't find me again
And you won't trace my path
And you won't hear my laugh
I changed the tracks underneath the train
I changed the name of this town
So you won't follow me down
And you won't touch me like before
And you won't make me want you more
I changed the name of this town
I changed the name of this town
I changed the name of this town
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The Sounds Next Door
04:29
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THE SOUNDS NEXT DOOR
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
Sitting here waiting to turn the recorder on
Got a mic in the baseboard, touched up the paint the week before
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
It's something important, but I can't place everything
Send my wife to the market, send the tape to Washington
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
A woman cleans every Thursday; it's not clear how much she knows
She never touches the kitchen and when she leaves, she wears different clothes
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
It came without any warning; they went down like dominoes
All my theories have vanished and my partner's in Ontario
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
It's been going on for weeks now, what to bring, what not to leave
There's a charge in the air here and my partner's in Los Angeles
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
Got a message from Virginia via pouch through Key Biscayne
It's just a big pile of numbers looking for a man to blame
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
The music is over; the sky's blacked out with rain
Going down to the airstrip, fire u the midnight plane
There are sounds coming through the walls from next door
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Letter To Send
03:48
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LETTER TO SEND
Copyright 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
Publiished 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
I'm not going to sing to you
I'm not going to sing to your friends
I'm not going to meet you at the Eiffel Tower
I don't have a letter to send
There's no time to bounce off the wall
There's no time to make the whole place glow
It's too far
It's been too long
It's too black
It's too white
There's been too much grey
And now there's too much sun
Don't come to me
Don't say you're sorry
Don't say those words
Don't do it
I'm not going to sing to you
I'm not going to sing to your friends
I'm not going to meet you at the World Trade Center
I don't have a letter to send
I don't have a letter to send
I don't have a letter to send
I don't have a letter to send
I don't have a letter to send
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Start To Burn
03:47
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START TO BURN
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara, Mary Rowell and Manuel Verzosa
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
A thousand fires in the night
We look at the pictures, but we won't believe our eyes
We are pure and far above
We've forgotten the ones we've spurned
We've been diverted from the lessons to be learned
We're as sure we need to be
Get the car
Let's go out and see
We've forgotten the ones we've spurned
We've been diverted from the lessons to be learned
Patience bid the answer come
Tolerance is the key
Hold it steady in your heart
Don't forget the ones we've spurned
Don't get diverted from the lessons to be learned
Start to burn
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Fallen Angel
03:33
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FALLEN ANGEL
© 1993 Tom Freund
p 1993 Tom Freund, ASCAP
Out on the roadside
I met a fortune for this world
A fallen angel came to me without a word
With a decision like that
Something had to give
It was just a small day for the U. S. A.
But one I'd never want to relive
I saw the bright lights exploding
But it wasn't the Fourth of July
Yet it was the closest I've come to an Independence Day
Out on the ice and the snow in the night
When you hear the sirens exploding
You figure help is on the way
Sometimes it is and sometimes it's not
But not that night near Rock Springs
Manny I feel you soaring
Far from the road where you lay down
You are the stars and the sky tonight
In the dark I called your name
And you are everywhere
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Star
03:21
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STAR
Copyright 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
Publiished 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
I can't find anything wrong with the way you shake your head
I can't find anything wrong with the way you move your legs
It's sensational
It's everything but
How you gonna wake me up
I've never stopped to think about what you asked of me tonight
I wanna sing it all tonight
I wanna send it around the table
Put you on the table
and push you all around
You're my star
Two for one
Inch by inch
You beat your brains out finding the words
When the music makes no sense
It's not what you said
It's how you said it
It's how you claim to love
All the good things in this world
The bad things
You're my star
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I'm Straight
05:20
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I'M STRAIGHT
© 1972 Jonathan Richman
p 1972 Rockin' Leprechaun, BMI
I, called this number three times already today.
But I got scared, I put it back in place.
I put my phone back in place.
I sure don't know if I should have called up
Look just tell me if I'm out of place
'Cause here's your chance to make me feel awkward
And wish that I had never even called up this place
I saw you though today, you know walk by with Hippie Johnny.
I had to call up and say, how I want to take his place
So this phone call today conerns Hippie Johnny.
He's always stoned. He's never straight.
I saw you today, you know walk by with Hippie Johnny
Look, I had to call up to day, how I want to take his place
See, he's stoned.
Hippie Johnny is
Now get this, I'm Straight, and I want to take his place
Now look, I like him too
I like Hippie Johnny
But I'm Straight, and I want to take his place
I'm Straight
I said I'm Straight
I'm proud to say
Well, I'm Straight and I want to take his place
Now I've watched you, walk around here
I've watched you meet
These boyfriends, and you tell me how they're deep
If these guys, if they're really so great
Tell me why can't they at least take this place and take it straight?
Why always stoned,
Like Hippie Johnny is?
I'm straight, and I want to take his place
I'm certianley not stoned
Like Hippie Johnny is
I'm Straight, and I want to take his place
I'm Straight!
I'm Straight!
I'm Straight!
I'm Straight, and I want to take his place
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Nothing's Gonna Last
03:08
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NOTHING'S GONNA LAST
© 1993 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1993 Lagartija Music, BMI
All around the world
There's something bad
All around the world
Can't find a thing
Not fast enough
Can't find a thing
Sing about the future
Sing about the past
Sing about nothing
Cause nothing's gonna last
Prince of a man
Generous beyond words
Prince of a man
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The Silos New York, New York
The Silos, the still-kicking band Walter Salas-Humara co-founded in New York’s post-punk ‘80s scene played Alt-Rock, Alt- Country, and Americana before any critics coined those terms. Salas-Humara’s narratives take on the weight of attentive, convincing poetry and wry wordplay. Each tune is marked by such humanity, which offers much refuge in a convulsive time. ... more
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