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Leaving the Dream

Happyyyyy

Coming clean on my teenage delinquency. A betrayal of a friend. My poor attempt at atonement and forgiveness. I know the song photo is not a Impala, but good photo's of them are hard to find. Those cars be ugly people!
Lyrics:
We were teenage subversives
We pissed our names onto the football field
We just do as we feel
Teenage pirates
Sailing suburbanian malls
We did it all
With Bukowski charm
Before our impending fall
Cause I stole the Chevy 
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
I blew that engine out
I stole the Chevy
Uh Huh, Uh Huh
You know I took it
I know I blew our friendship out

You moved away in May
They say
You were diagnosed a schizophrenic
I never went and visited you
At the hospital
Cause things look so much different
When your in it
I regret it to this day
it's funny, the things that stay
I stole the Chevy
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
I blew that engine out
I stole Chevy
Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Your Dad knew it
You know I blew that engine out

Your Dad love his Chevy Impala
But I'm famous
For not doing what I oughta

I stole the Chevy
Parked in front of your house
You know I stole it
You know I blew that engine out
Uh Huh, Uh Huh

We had a code among thieves
But I just do as I please
You never told the Cops on me
It's in the code among thieves

1985 Chevy Impala (Uh Huh)

SG: vocals guitars bass noise
REEKS:drums recording

INSANE BRAIN BLUES

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My father wrote these lyrics in a poem when he was in High School in the 1960's. I made the poem into a song. It is a gospel country rock song that builds to end on a hopeful note.

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hello mama

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Sea Breeze

Produced by Sari Dajani, written and performed by Kathryn Berry

I Wish I'd Worn that Dress (Lyrics)
Created by Kathryn BERRY feb 16, 2016

You sat down beside me after your show/
With those beautiful eyes, however shallow/
You asked me for advice/
What to do with your pretty little life/
That sort of implied/
I knew what to do with mine/

Chorus
Now I wish I’d worn that dress you told me not to/
I wish I’d kissed that guy in front of you /
I wish I’d kicked you in the teeth, ya the front two/
But most of all I wish I hated you!/

You poured your spirit into mine/
With bitter darkness and Slavic wine/
I thought I knew you like I knew myself/
My eyes glistened in your beauty’s wealth/
then I fell into my own little trap/
Cause I heard them say you wouldn’t go home with that/
She’s not pretty and she’s not cool/
She’s nothing like you/
Chorus/
Now I wish I’d worn that dress you told me not to/
I wish I’d kissed that guy in front of you /
I wish I’d kicked you in the teeth, ya the front two/
But most of all I wish I hated you!/



The next night you sat with another girl/
And enveloped her in your magical world/
I thought you didn’t even remember my name/
Until you got up on that stage/
where you split my soul/
Tore my heart out through my throat/
Swallowed it whole/
With every beautiful note/
And …
Now I wish I’d worn that dress you told me not to/
I wish I’d kissed that guy in front of you/ 
I wish I’d kicked you in the teeth, ya the front two/
But most of all I wish I hated you!/

What was that line you used?/
The one that got me all confused/
Something like ‘til death do us part/
Is that why you put a bullet through my heart?/

I Wish I'd Worn That Dress

Other People's Children - The Lliam, Malcolm, Beva Trio. 
This one recorded and mixed by Mike Grace

They found me in a noodle factory up on planet Pluto
They couldn’t figure what to do they thought I was a noodle
So they hung me up and hosed me down enough to make a worm ill
but just before my eyes caved in she said life’s not that futile

I understand the sadness buried deep beneath your eyes
gets in the way takes up space there’s too much else to occupy
I got it too I feel it’s terror well beneath my breast
and when it rears its ugly head we’ll crush the buggy fest

What is it that turns my head and makes my eyes to stare
into this piercing silence cant you speak if you are there
too many noodles not enough salt the butter’s disappeared
I get the feeling it’ll never be right and then she grabs my ear

Other Peoples Children

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I Wish I'd Worn That Dress

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