70 Ways

I've got swollen eyes
You got yours too
I got heartstrings 
That play out of tune

You got baby's-breath   
Angel hair falls to your shoulder
I went to the market the other day and bought myself a brand new pair of
Kid gloves just so I can hold you
...
'cause you're so delicate

Drop top, Parking lot, Back of the car, We go'n' start
Barber shop, Stir it up, Cops called, We don't stop
Seventy Ways in which we fell from Grace
Each and every one is gonna to take my place, but that's alright…

We've got bones to pick
Mostly though we both know they're yours
Well I got kicked off the bed, the couch and the chair
What am I supposed to sleep on the floor

Girl where d'you get off thinking that you have me
I may be you sugar man, but I ain't your sugar-daddy
Not yet, at least I don't want the whole world girl just gimme a piece
Until I'm ready I hope we're still going steady

But I don't know
'cause you're so delicate

Drop top, Parking lot, Back of the car, We go'n' start
Barber shop, Stir it up, Cops called, We don't stop
Seventy Ways in which we fell from Grace
Each and every one is gonna to change my face, but that's alright…

I know you're ruthless, at least not truthless
You got me stressing, but such a blessing
Yes I am guessing that you're the best thing undressing with me

I get the basis of your complaining
No longer chasing, keep me waitin' I'll wait 
At least the case is this conversation 
Ain't about me

Drop top, Parking lot, Back of the car, We go'n' start
Barber shop, Stir it up, Cops called, We don't stop
Seventy Ways in which we fell from Grace
Each and every one is gonna to change my face, but that's alright…

Seventy Ways in which we fell from Grace
Each and every one is gonna to change my face, but that's alright


70 Ways (demo)

I think you should know
The whole world is always around now
Can you handle it?

They're seen you grow up
And clapped as you took your first steps
But they laughed as you slipped
And how did you like it?

Oooh

And now that you're older
You've grown but you're not quite grown yet
This new house is not quite a home yet
You're always alone yet, yes

Kerry Noonan:
How come love is
A cross to bear, to bear

Adam IZ:
She speaks softly in my head
She's sweet, layin' miles away in bed
And instead I envy your sheets
For holding on as you sleep...without me.

Here it is (Honestly) - moonladder

You're warm and then you're cold
You're half and never whole
You're hot until you're not 
Something bought and sold

The trend's got to end
Receiving when you send
They're taking when you lend
Then you're left to mend

When you're down on your knees
When you're hanging from a tree
When you're loving what you're not
When you've given what you got 
When your heart is on your sleeve

You're no longer all the rage
"Suck it up" they say
Once you had the centrefold
Now you barely got a page

They'll laugh when you crash
And smile upon the flash 
Of fire when you die
And find yourself last in line

When you're down on your knees
When you're hanging from a tree
When you're loving what you're not
When you've given what you got 
When your heart is on your sleeve

When your back is on the ropes
And your soul's on the floor
Get your head up out your hands
Get to doing what you can
Show them you're not made of stone

No you're made of sticks
Wrapped in skin
Pumped with blood
And full of shame

You're kind of wild
Kind of tame
And now fresh out 
Of friends to blame

You used to be high
Now you're broke

Had a way with words
Now you choke

Every time 
you try to swallow pride
It kicks you in the teeth
And leaves you out to dry 

When you're down on your knees
When you're hanging from a tree
When you're loving what you're not
When you've given what you got 
When your heart is on your sleeve

When your back is on the ropes
And your soul's on the floor
Get your head up out your hands
Get to doing what you can
Show them you're not made of stone

No, you aren't


Last in Line

Original music by Heinz Meier and Lyrics by Johnny Mercer.

Arrangement by Hans Bradtke and Henry Mayer.

Adam Izsak claims no ownership of this piece's lyrical content or musical arrangement.  

Summer Wind cover

Stoppin' the buck

It's hard to see the upside
When you never see the sun light
Wasting all the light time
Waking in the night time
Waiting for the right time

Spending all the evenings
Spending to achieve things
Spending to believe things
Chasing only feelings
Running from the real things

I'm done with the bullshit
I'm gonna leave before it even arrives
With God as my witness
I'm going to fill this shell of myself up

I'm stopping the buck
Oh I'm
I'm stopping the buck
Tonight

Without enough of one thing
Gotta fill the void with something
Take a little jump
To get over the hump
Now my heart is pumping

Journeying and jaunting
Hiding from the haunting
Sucked a little sip
Took a little trip
To wane away the wanting

I'm done with the bullshit
I'm gonna leave before it even arrives
With God as my witness
I'm going to fill this shell of myself up

I'm stopping the buck
Oh I'm
I'm stopping the buck
Tonight
(repeat)

Better on the inside
Bitter on the outside
Burning is the downside
But I'm on the upside

I'm stopping the buck
Oh I'm
I'm stopping the buck
Tonight
(repeat)


Stopping the Buck b-side

GOTTA HAVE GRACE


You never had a chance
You never got a shot
Never caught a break
Never got a lot

You never spoke much
You never had the touch
When you're hurt and down
You never did give up

You gotta have grace
You gotta have faith
When they gotcha down
Keep a smile on your face
You gotta have soul
You gotta have control
When you don't fit in
Forget about the mould

You never read the books
You never had the looks
You never had a while
When time was all it took

You always played the game
You followed all the rules
But you never got your way
Not the sharpest tool

You gotta have grace
You gotta have faith
When they gotcha down
Keep a smile on your face
You gotta have soul
You gotta have control
When you don't fit in
Forget about the mould

The sky above you falling
Fine cuz you got time
The walls around you crumbling
Stall, you don't new them at all
The sky above you's falling
Fine cuz you got time
But when the rock upon which you stand remits

You gotta have grace
You gotta have faith
When they gotcha down
Keep a smile on your face
You gotta have soul
You gotta have control
When you don't fit in
Forget about the mould

Music and Lyrics by Adam R. Izsak © 2012

Gotta Have Grace

WANNABE


I'm tired of getting tossed around
This bottom level is cheap
Take your complementary drinks and chug 'em
I'd pour them all out
But there is no sink
And I signed a piece of paper 
To swear I won't make a mess
Take your entitlement and shove it
Right up the back of you offensive dress

Because I'm never playing at another Science Formal again
(negative) I'm never playing at another science formal again

Oh I hope I make it 
Oh I hope I make it 
Don't wannabe a wannabe
(repeat x 3)

Well everybody loves a dreamer
Until they're seventeen
Now I'm feeling all this endless pressure
To get a real job, nest and get married
But I've never been the kind of guy
To follow all of my friends
So I'll delay the kids and mid-size cars
don't wanna bond over Hondas and regrets

Because I'm never playing with another uncommitted band
(dissenting mumble) I'm never playing with another uncommitted band

I wanna play Bluesfest 
With Tony Bennett
Amy would be impressed

I wanna see sunsets 
At Coachella, yes
As the main-stage address

Oh watch out
I'll make a hit
You're gonna listen to it
While you're taste testing at Costco

Watch out
I'll make a hit
You're gonna listen to it
While you're buying shit at a Wal-Mart 

Oh I hope I make it 
Oh I hope I make it 
Don't wannabe a wannabe
(repeat x 4)



Lyrics and music by Adam Izsak

Instrumental arrangement by David Jamal Philbert

© Adam Izsak 2012

Wannabe

TIME b-side
(turn it up a bit...) 


I'm waiting round for something
Of what I know nothing
I guess your guess is good as mine

I'm stressing and I'm pressing
Looking for the question
Without which I'm answering blind
And when it comes, it's gonna last
A long
Time

Never was Defensive
Never got offended
Used to have thick skin and a spine

Now I'm on the edge it's
Got me tense and pensive
Glaring towards the infinite decline
If I jump will I just fall for all
Time, YEA!

Time healed my wounds but they
stayed
Scars of mine ain't gonna fade
Wings of mine ain't gonna fly
Still down here earning my stripes

Gotta get up

Gotta get down

Gotta get up
Gotta get it
Gotta get with
Gotta get with the
Time

Tick tock (repeat)

Time

Music and Lyrics by Adam Izsak © 2013

Time b-side

STRENGTH

Strength
Came at a cost
Left with a loss
Was what it was

Love
Reeks with with a risk
Kept with a kiss
Is what it is

But it's useless if you can't 
Be what you want
Be what you want

It's pseudo if you don't 
Do what you want
Do what you want

Time 
Ticks and it talks
Miffs and it mocks 
Flogging the clock

Laws
Set and they break
Give and they take
Love and they hate

But it's evil
So we won't 
Be what you want
Be what you want
It's brutal if you don't
Do what you want
Do what you want

I spent too much time quiet
That's for sure
Reshaping myself 
Trying to fit the norm
I blame myself for blaming myself
I blame myself for loving everyone else

I spent too much time quiet
That's for sure
Reshaping myself 
Trying to fit the norm
I blame conformity for hating ourselves
I blame majority for wanting something else

But it's evil so we won't
Be what you want
Be what you want
It's brutal if you don't
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want
Do what you want

Music and Lyrics by Adam R. Izsak © 2013

Strength

Songwriter: Gilles Thibault

Composers: Jacques Revaux, Claude François

Adapter: Paul Anka


My Way cover in "F"

Shakin' In My New Boots

We came together
Like two birds of a feather
But the weather
It got cold

Now I'm prayin'
You'll be stayin' babe
As you pack
Your things
To go

Now that it's over
I'm feeling kinda crazy
Shakin' in my new boots baby

Now that it's closin'
My heart's sore and torn
Shakin' in my new boots woman

I ne'er thought
You'd leave me with naught
But you took my last plate and pot

You said "I'm glad" and laughed
"I remember the first time" yea 
" 'cuz the second and the third I forgot"

Now that it's over
I'm feeling kinda crazy
Shakin' in my new boots baby

Now that it's closin'
My heart's sore and torn
Shakin' in my new boots woman

Adam Izsak

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