Old is New

You are my Breeze (Radio Edit)

the guitar

Caught an Amsterdam tram at Leidseplein
Came In though the exit, 'n outta the rain
Conductor blew a fuse, called me a name
You bloody tourist, get offa my train

I'm stuck in transit
I'm gonna be late
I'm stuck in transit
Gonna be a long, long wait

That uniformed queen wouldn't cut me no slack
She dumped me in a stop at the end of the track
Said now you stay here 'til I come back
I hung around with my bags still packed

I'm stuck in transit
I'm gonna be late
I'm stuck in transit
Gonna be a long, long wait

She picked me up at the end of her shift
I apologized for causing a rift
She wondered if maybe I'd like a lift
Coulda gave me a fine but she gave me a gift

A kiss was on her list

She took me down to where the lights are red
And I'll never forget those words that she said,
You gotta get on to get off
You gotta get on to get off

Stuck in transit
I'm so wired
Stuck in transit
My visa's expired
Stuck in transit
Every night and all day
Stuck in transit
Can never get away
I'm stuck in transit
I'm gonna be waylaid
I'm stuck in transit
Gonna be a long, long wait
You gotta get on to get off
You gotta get on to get off

Lyrics by Geoff Moore

Stuck in Transit

Yesterday when you got the word
I acted like I never heard
We both know life's about to get hard
Don’t give up
Believe in yourself
Believe in yourself

Now, here we are with a new mountain to climb
I’m right here, I’ll be right by your side
It’s ok to have some doubt
Don’t give up
Believe in yourself
Believe in yourself
 - I believe in you

You’re the rose that stays in bloom
You’re the light that brightens every room
You bring joy into this world
I’m so lucky to love you girl
If we were just 20 years younger
The places we’d go, it makes me wonder
I wanna hold you in a long embrace
Every time I see your smiling face

So, when you think that it’s just too much
I’m right here, you can count on my touch
We’ll take care of all those doubts
Don’t give up
Believe in yourself 
 - I believe in you
Believe in yourself
 - I believe in you
Believe in yourself 
 - I believe in you
Believe in yourself
 - I believe in you

Believe in Yourself

Believe In Yourself

it can't work
you're too good for me
 - it can’t work
Can’t you see 
She’s too good for me
- too good
it can't work
you're too good for me
- you’re too good
Can’t you see
You’re too good

I'll try real hard and hope you never find out
Be the man that befits my queen
And that's my plan until the end of my days
To give you the best of me

it can't work
you're too good for me
 - it can’t work
Can’t you see 
He’s too good for me
- too good
it can't work
you're too good for me
- you’re too good
Can’t you see
You’re too good

I'll try real hard so you never find out
To make you feel like a king
And that's my plan until the end of my days
To give you the best of me

I can't believe
you're so good to me
- you’re too good
Can’t you see
We’re so good

We both try hard cause we’re madly in love
We are a king and his queen 
And that's the plan until the end of our days
You’ll always get the best of me

U-R 2 GUD

You Lose and You Gain

Back in the Fall, we knocked off a bank
Phoenix Savings and Loan again 
And you were at my side, my fateful friend

We split up the cash, lay low again 
Get out of town, and for you I’ll send

With the job all done, we roam again 
I worry for you and your means to an end

Killing nought but time, alone again 
Where did you go my oldest friend?

Not much left of our storied gang 
They've all gone their separate ways 
Joes hiding out in the woods 
Dan's been laid up for all these days 
Out of sight and out of our minds 
I can see why they left it all behind 
It's a lonelier world my friend 
It's a lonelier world, again

You got yourself pinched, atone again 
Why'd you rat me out, like some loose end

Now I'm locked up, alone again 
Wish you were here, instead of me, my friend

©2025 Francomedia

Alone Again

The second single off Lennon Wells debut album. 'No Kings' is politically soaked rock & roll. 

No Kings

Driving twelve hundred miles north
Maybe I’m searching for a song
Or Klondike golden silence
Away from human rights and wrongs

I’ve made some poor decisions 
And I was sober at the time
Took much too much for granted 
Crossed too many lines

You get it or you don’t
If you’ve been there, done that
Then you know what I know
You know what I know

Chicken scratch for prescriptions
Four of five doctors say
The big sleep, my son
Stage four never goes away

Now, I’ve made some poor decisions 
And I was sober at the time
Took everyone for granted 
Crossed too many lines

You get it or you don’t
If you’ve been there, done that
Then you know what I know
You know what I know
You know what I know
- You know what I know
I’m a soft soul engine
Driving along
Learning the ropes on this 
US Army corduroy road
- You know what I know
If you’ve been there, done that
- You know what I know
- You know what I know
You know what I know
Lyrics by Geoff Moore

Alaska Highwayman

What do you really want for Christmas?
Momma asked for joy
Daddy seeks the solitude
And the kids all hope for toys 
Me? I don't want a thing
I don't need to hear sleigh bells ring
I just want you next to me
Dancing around the Christmas tree

What do you really want for Christmas?
The greens the golds and the reds
There's a few who pray for the snow
White fluff falling on their heads
Me? I don't want a thing
I don't need to hear sleigh bells ring
Forget about the mistletoe
I'll kiss you where I like
Bring out those Christmas stockings
Santa's gonna have fun tonight

What do you really want for Christmas?
Peace on earth they're solemn words
Two front teeth and you
In a pear tree is all I heard
Me? I don't want a thing
I don't need to hear sleigh bells ring
Forget about the mistletoe
I'll kiss you where I like
Let's see those Christmas stockings
Santa's gonna have fun tonight

What do you really want for Christmas?

Canadian Baseball Soliloquy (Busted on Bay Street)

Don’t stand in my way
Makes no sense when you got nothing to prove
Don’t stand in my way
Your just an average man with nothing to lose

Your cellphone's a hair trigger
For a despair oh (so) much bigger
Than Washington's wedge 'tween me and you

You've careened off your meds
Gobbled up fake news instead
Just pass the shit, let it run on through

I can call you a stubborn man
But you don’t give a damn

Don’t stand in my way
Makes no sense when you got nothing to prove
Don’t stand in my way
Your just an average man with nothing to lose

A Walmart designed straightjacket
Won't stop you scratching at the racket
As all the ghosts of history scream boo!

And doesn't it feel like Halloween
Some kind of nightmarish bad dream
I think I'm going crazy just, like you

I can call you a stubborn man
But you don’t give a damn

Don’t stand in my way
Makes no sense when you got nothing to prove
Don’t stand in my way
Your just an average man with nothing to lose

Don’t even try to change your views
You follow Fox and you call it the news
Once you were shy but now you feel unfurled

Maybe you've always been this way
"Common sense" the rule of your day
You see nothing wrong in how you see the world

I can call you a stubborn man
But you don’t give a damn

Don’t stand in my way
Makes no sense when you got nothing to prove
Don’t stand in my way
Your just an average man with nothing to lose

Don't Stand in My Way (demo)

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