Hey Stranger Mastered

BORN TO BE IN THE GAME

VERSE 1
I don't know how to sip
I just open my throat an toss it down
I hate riding the bench
Hey coach, put me in now

PRECHORUS 1
I'm slow and subtle like a meteor
I am the worlds worst spectator

CHORUS
I was born to be in the game
Bo-o-o-o-o-rrn to be in the game x2

VERSE 2
Can't sit in the side car
baby I want to drive
Can't be one in the crowd
Cause I like living in the spotlight

PRECHORUS 2
I'm sweet and focused like a hurricane
A simple life might drive me insane

CHORUS
I was born to be in the game
Bo-o-o-o-o-rrn to be in the game x2

BRIDGE
You might win or lose, sink or swim
go down in a giant ball of flames
What matters the most
is that you showed up and played

BORN TO BE IN THE GAME

TURN YOUR FACE TO THE SKY

She comes to you in the night
Crying out like a child
Then suddenly she is gone
Voices beckon and call
Echoing down the hall
Why can't they leave you alone?


Paralyzed by a force that threatens to break you
Stuck in a dream, praying for someone to wake you

The darkness clings to you like a shadow
You even feel it when you step out in the light
You could drown like the drug that you swallow
Or turn your face to the sky
Turn your face to the sky

Images in the fog
They only string you along
Leaving you in a disarray
Laughing at you again
Painting scars on your skin
Will you ever get away? Get away

Can't trust your eyes when they only serve to deceive you
Can't trust your mind when it always threatens to leave you

The darkness clings to you like a shadow
You even feel it when you step out in the light
You can drown like the drugs that you swallow
Or turn your face to the sky
Turn your face to the sky

In your heart you know they're only looking for peace
Can't you hear the angel crying out
I believe
I believe
I believe
I believe

TURN YOUR FACE TO THE SKY

Outrun the Train

Tommy had a wild streak
leapin' in with both feet
not afraid to take a dare
Loving the attention
hooked on the adrenaline
life in the crosshair
Dancing on a wire
playing games with fire
not a drop of common sense
Trigger happy fingers 
never one to linger
on a thought of consequence

But this time he went to far

He could not outrun the train
With shots of lightening in his veins
With a manic sound he put the pedal down
Like a fire you can't contain
He could not outrun the train

She got out the car door
screaming "baby no more!
you know you've got to change!"
And oh he tried 
but that voice inside
always pushed him in the wrong way
Feeling invincible
crazy unstoppable
he never heard her cries
White knuckles on the steering wheel
and a wild look in his eyes

He thought he'd never die

Chorus

Metal screeching, whistle blowing
The engineer tried to break
But it's always been his destiny
To go down in a  ball of flames

OUTRUN THE TRAIN

I don't have curves, I ain't even a B-cup
Never had cleavage 
Not even with my sweat-socks stuffed in fancy push up

My flattened chest, has never caught an eye
And the left one has never met the right
no matter how hard I've tried

But it's ok, I won't cry
they won't swing low, when I'm 95
And I can go for a jog
Without getting a black eye

and yes I've dreamed, of bigger things for me
Like running down the beach in a Baywatch movie scene
but I'm too cheap for plastic surgery


But it's ok, I won't fret
over my undersized duet
'cause no one gives a damn
if my T-shirt gets wet

To my well-endowed sisters
I know you've suffered too
If only there could be a way
to take the weight off you
but I've learned that life aint fair
some of us got short-changed
and some of you have double Ds to bare

and it's okay, what can I say
there are no mountains on this plain
but at least I know
my lover wants me for my brains

CURVES

NEVER TOUCH YOU   FRONT STEP 1

THIS HOUSE WE BUILT1

We all smile on these sunny days
Breathe in breathe out wash it away
Take all doubt and brush it aside
Lie back take in this beautiful sky

This is a memory waiting to be made
This is a memory waiting to be made

Sweet like honey on our  tongue
Singing songs like the lovebird has sung
While your heart beat is slowing pace 
Feel the breezes kissing your face

This is a memory waiting to be made
This is a memory waiting to be made

 A-ooh....oohh....aah-ah-oh
 A-ooh....oohh....aah-ah-oh

Say goodbye now but don't let go
We won't cry when the colder wind blows 
We'll come back when the winter's come
In our hearts we'll stay true to the sun 

This is a memory waiting to be made
This is a memory waiting to be made

This Is A Memory Waiting To Be Made

HOW DEEP1

Beth Kille is a performing artist from Madison WI with 6 albums and 19 Madison Area Music Awards under her belt.  Her musical style blends rock, country, blues, funk and lyrical honesty.

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