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MY MY BROKEN HEART
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
my my broken heart
well, i wake up every morning
and i just crack up without warning
i would be as good as maybe grandma
but i must get a grip on
my my broken heart
if i had a million dollars
i would go to see a doctor
hey doctor could you set me free from the pain
i'm just like humpty dumpty
he was always missing something
who could ever put the pieces back together again
my my broken heart
the sad old tears of a broken heart
you can't hide em
because they come rolling down
just as soon as you dried em
time is passing me by
and the more time is passing me by
why? that broken heart
why do i hand on?
because i miss you
never again will i kiss you
there's nothing left but to wish you the best my love
with what's left of
my my broken heart
someday i'm gonna fix it
it hurts
CRASH
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
since he's gone away
i'm a sad dog... lie around all day
no bowl of water for me
i'm asleep... let me be
train on the railroad track singing oo oo oo
as if i didn't know that he's never coming back
his warm and crazy love
that's what... i want some of
he sure did know... how to way my tail
since he's been gone... i'm in dog jail
train on the railroad track singing oo oo oo
as if i didn't know that he's never coming back
where did he go?
stranger i don't know
hey where did he go?
he's gone away, gone away
summer turning into fall
things around here don't change much at all
dog days and doggie bones
these lonely hills are calling you home
where did he go?
tell him i'm in the yard
hey where did he go?
he's gone away, gone away
EGGSHELL
(Words Jude Roche, music by Suzzy Roche)
i live in an eggshell
sometimes, if i'm careful, i can make a pinpoint
through the shell
and see the light.
i'm too big to fit through the hole, though,
and that's my tough luck.
inside my eggshell i am secure,
as long as i am careful not to move.
but i have no control over what happens from the outside.
i huddle there and worry that something i can not see
will bump into me
and when it does!
you wouldn't believe what happens in an eggshell then!
i get scrambled.
my brains run like bean soup into my veins, bursting them.
and my blood spatters up against the wall
worst of all.
a little bit of me seeps through cracks
and trickles away forever.
people who live in eggshells have only one alternative:
they can get hard boiled.
HOLY SMOKES
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
is it love or is it hate
i'm a stand there fence
you're a swinging gate
if i were a shoe
i would walk away
walk away
i threw at you a book of love
it said that we might be able to rise above
these feelings
i'm lost and found and kneeling down to pray
just what do you say when you pray
holy smokes
we are fighting
in that bag of miracles and lightning
is there anything in there to make this
all night a little less frightening
the way we fall apart is bustin up my heart
this sad song stays on my mind
all crossed out and underlined
hiding there afraid that i might find
the worst thing is how you are so beautiful and kind
when i am leaving you behind
holy smokes
we are fighting
in that bag of miracles and lightning
is there anything in there to make this
all night a little less frightening
the way we fall apart is bustin up my heart
RULES
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
you did everything you could
you had to go away from your home
i never realized when i was a kid
how alone, how alone
yeah well back in your neighborhood
they knew you when you blew through town
behind your back they were putting you down
they had
rules for this
rules for that
rule on top of rule
broke your back
once upon a time i was holding your hand
a lady off the street came up
she said hey mister i need some money
you can't give enough
i'll never forget the look in your eye
as you dug into your pocket to give
that look of love gave me a reason to live
there are
rules for this
rules for that
if you put rule on top of rule
you can break someone's back
break the rules
just the other day i was breaking a rule
my whole self was ashamed
i thought the sky would open and cry
thunder and rain
yeah well there are many reasons
i don't feel so good
i'd forgive if i could
but i got
rules for this
rules for that
rule on top of rule
to break my back
break the rules
break the rules
THE SECOND COMING OF ELI
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
the phone rings ... who could it be
that religious guy from brooklyn
did we meet by accident ... yes we did
did we communicate ... i guess we did
he says i pray throughout my salesman's day
stay late at a bar and i hey hey hey
his wife doesn't like him ... six kids he's got
the holy thing has him tied in a knot
he thinks i'm lucky and free
to be who i am unashamed or guilty
but i pray as every sinner may
the deep down blues won't go away ... go away
high above way up in the sky
is there a good guy or anybody watching down
help is on the way but you don't know when
there's nothing to say
just don't go all the way around the bend
goodnight
put your head away
reach across ... turn off the light
soon you fall into a dream
far in the distance a fade away scream
i pray that we will be all right
thanks again ... we were alive today
LOSING
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
high moon, old mountain
headlights are hurting my eyes
i must be tired
road after road after road
i am aching
it happened
somebody died i love
road after road after road
i don't know where you are
time might take it
make it into something you say a fact
road after road after road
i looked into your drawer of hankies
a chair with nobody there a hat
road after road after road
i don't know where i am
these roads that wind around are losing me losing
i drove out of your town losing you losing
back into my home
a city
insignificant speck of dust
road after road after road
how come i don't feel
i'm living
my heart beat and it broke
so i must
be
road after road after road
i don't know where you are
these roads that wind around are losing me losing
i drove out of your town losing you losing
LIGHTNING STORM
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
on the plane ride home i said why o why
are we bouncing up and down in the sky
it's a beautiful frightening lightning storm
i held you close with the heart of my gaze
you weren't afraid to my amaze
in the beautiful frightening lightning storm
it was fun ... even though
there was nothing to hold onto
fun ... even though
there was nothing to hold onto
and when they brought the peanuts around
we said we'll take a drink to wash them down
in the beautiful frightening lightning storm
there's a whole lot baby you can't control
so put your seat back and 'roll mag roll'
in the beautiful frightening lightning storm
it was fun ... even though
there was nothing to hold onto
fun ... and i know
there was nothing to hold onto
its been a long and scary year
one thing after another
something else to fear
well why should i worry to fly
i'm gonna hand my head down
and cry cry cry
i'm gonna hand my head down
and cry cry cry
pretty soon those city light below
showed through and the wind did blow
in the beautiful frightening lightning storm
da da dum nothing to hold onto
da da dum there's nothing to hold onto
ABCS
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
you won't find me here
i'm far away ... far away
and even though i'm lying here
i'm far away ... far away
riding on my bicycle
my heart's up in the air
i'm everywhere
i know i'm beautiful
your wedding ring and pants are on the floor
they are not real ... i do not feel you
you're scaring me ... you lock the door
i made a deal ... my lips are sealed
stop calling out my name
you are taking me away
i am ashamed
now i know my abcs
next time there'll be less of me
now there are words like estrogen and wrinkling
middle age women
a mirror woes ... where she been
so far away ... so yesterday
a voice was left behind ... a ghost ... a girl
singing
if i am an oyster shell ... well ... where's the pearl
i know my abcs
there'll be no next time for me
PINK BALLET SLIPPERS
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
pink ballet slippers
two dollars for a pair
must have been made
by the guy in the store
they're strange
on i don't care
i'm gonna buy them
they might be too small
lately while dancing i fall
sweet ballerina
turns on her tiny toes
he lifts her up and carries her
how come i'm not one of those
i do my dancing in combat boots
i don't look good in a tu tu
o teacher
can you help me
get a kick out of these
pink ballet slippers
pink ballet slippers
i wear em to sleep
i wear em to dream
see you sew the elastic
neatly to the side
deep in a drawer bury them
these shoes you gotta hide
only can wear em when nobody's home
or when you're talking on the telephone
o teacher
can you find me
somewhere to be pretty
in my pink ballet slippers
pink ballet slippers
i wear em to sleep
i wear em to dream
i wear em to sleep
BREATHING
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
what's wrong
hold it a minute
i'm happy
send up a flare
some of the dreams
i forgot
they came true
i'm happy
just to see you
breathing
fifteen years old
we made it
in from the cold
lovey, where you were hardly alive
we had some biggies to climb
i'm tired
can't climb anymore
i see you put
one foot out the door
go ahead open it
find your way
you can come back home any day
buy listen
be who you are
and listen
to your own heart
sometimes i listen to nothing
and hear
the secret of breathing
out in the clear
i'm happy
hold it a minute
please dear
don't come home late
tomorrow you have to clean up that mess
you left in your room
and she said yes
breathing
she's breathing
TWO BUMPS ON A LOG
(Words and Music by Suzzy Roche)
listen to a story
of somebody so bad
living invisible
trying not to make anybody mad
had to get going
float your boat away from here
dark is the ocean
with only one star
being all alone in the middle of nowhere
right out of the blue did you appear
saying stay
stay with me
stay a little longer
out there in the moonlight
the two took a look at the scars
it was different that the daylight
where there's a bandaid on who you are
sorrow exploded like a rainbow up in the sky
one of them cried i'm lonesome
i know you are was the reply
being all alone in the middle of nowhere
i don't think i'm prepared i guess i'm really scared
you can stay
stay with me
stay a little longer
this kind of a story
has no snazzy end
it's in the telling
you really need an ear to bend
so much for the story of somebody so bad
living invisible
trying not to make anybody mad
trying not to make anybody mad
trying not to make anybody mad
scared of the dark
in the middle of nowhere
i am not alone you know
if you are there
stay
stay with me
stay a little longer
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