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Barstool Blues

01. THIS IS THE SOUND

I know you’re curious

If I am serious of If I’m

Just hanging around

These Oxford girls are tough

They like to call your bluff

Leave you lying on the ground

hook:

This is the sound

When my heart is aching for you, girls

This is the town

And my life is begging for Oxford girls

Jane, Beth & Julia

Theakston’s Peculiar

But that gets old after awhile

I never got too far

I majored at the bar

Spent my days charmed and beguiled

hook:

This is the sound

When my heart is aching for you, girls

This is the town

And my life is begging for Oxford girls

This is the sound

When my heart is aching for you, girls

This is the town

And my life is begging for you, girls

This is the sound

And my life is aching for you, girls

This is the sound

This is the sound

This is the sound

Of Oxford girls.

Mike: acoustic guitar, piano, organ, vocals

Jim: drums

Scott: bass guitar, water bottle

Rick: backing vocals

Probyn: valvebone, trumpet

02. ALL THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE (shop on Melrose)

Ain’t got no money

Ain’t got no job

But I don’t care

The city people

They got their problems

And i get my share

I’m down with Pinks

On a Sunday

Melrose people

Shopping away

And they don’t care

I ride my bike

I take a walk

When I’m out of my head

I buy some records

At Vinyl Fetish

If I got the bread

Can’t park on Spaulding

On the weekend

No Melrose left turns

Seven to ten

No you can’t

hook:

Sweet, Fairfax High School girls

With the Spanish names

making out at Oki Dog

By the video games

Catching a movie

Near Park La Brea

With a friend of mine

We’ll hit the Snakepit

for Dirty Stolis

If we got the time

Or grab some coffee

At Urth Caffe

They over-price it

And we over-pay

And we don’t care

Mike: acoustic and electric guitar, vocals, organ, piano

Scott: bass guitar, drums

03. MORNING RUN

Morning run in the morning sun

Would you like to go

On a morning run

Up the canyon, through the grotto

Down Glendale, up Alvarado

A left then right on North Coronado

Morning Run

Morning run in the morning sun

Would you like to go

On a morning run

Round the corner, over the highway

Up Sunset, down Benton Way

Behind the garden, East Carnation

Morning Run

Morning run in the morning sun

Would you like to go

On a morning run

Up the canyon, through the grotto

Down Glendale, up Alvarado

A left then right on North Coronado

Morning Run

04. SNUG HARBOR

As I take my seat

As they fire up the grill

How I long to take a walk

By the 4th & Ashland hill

And how I threw it all away

With the girl from New Jersey

Well, nothing beats Monday

Like a Snug Harbor day

And the actress smiles

As she brings the toast and eggs

While the bum outside

Gets attention as he begs

And on the sunny side of Bundy Drive

The girls ride in Mercedes

Well, nothing makes Monday

Like a Snug Harbor breeze

hook:

She can do what she wants to do

Cause It’s a free world, after all

But I think she should know

I can’t go without her love

Everyday Is the same

How I wish I could hold her near

And tell her I love her

Over Snug Harbor beer

And the actress smiles

As she lights another ‘Cig’

And contemplates a break

Happy hour at ‘The Brig’

And how I threw it all away

With the girl from New Jersey

Well, nothing makes Monday

Like a Snug Harbor day

Nothing makes Monday

Like a Snug Harbor day

05. CITY LIFE

Let’s take the parkway

And watch the sunrise

Let’s grab some breakfast

On the eastside

Where everybody’s having fun

Where everybody’s got a gun

Blue jean lolitas

And drinks are two-for-one

hook:

The bum you left on Skid Row

Is now the millionaire

If you can backstab

If you can backbite

You can make it here

Let’s take a nice drive

To the Gladstones

High on Temescal

We’ll watch the waves roll

Where are the girls have perfect tans

And the boys perfect their plans

Between the beach balls

And the undertow

hook:

Aiden’s taking ‘Last Call’

Back up on the stairs

If you O.K., If you’re alright

Why you even care?

Get’s lonesome on the top floor

When the people you step on

Are people you know

hook:

Hanging on the southside

fourth and Vernon Square

I know a fish place with a nice bar

And we can ‘kick it’ it there

It’s been, like, forever

Since we last spoke

And you got a new gig

West of Lompoc

And I heard you changed your name

When you got the part in fame

The youthful rebel

Is turning 38

hook:

The kid you left on Mainstreet

Is now the millionaire

If you can backstab

If you can backbite

You can make it here

Mike: acoustic and electric guitar, vocals, wurlitzer,

Scott: bass guitar

Morley: synthesizer

Jim: drums

06. GLAD YOU’RE GONE

When I woke up this morning, baby

I was rubbing my eyes, still sleepy

I was thinking about my plan

How everything goes so bad

But you were the darkest days

Raining on my parades

Look in my eyes now baby

Ain’t no surprise, no maybes

Got no line but i keep on fishing

Got no well but i keep on wishing

hook:

Glad you’re gone

Maybe now I can get some rest

Glad you’re gone

Maybe now I can give my best

Glad you’re gone

Glad you’re gone

No one’s telling me where to go

I’m kicking back with the radio

Hummingbirds in the Yucca Trees

I’m doing just what I please

Got no song but I keep on singing

Got no phone, still it keeps on ringing

hook:

Glad you’re gone

Maybe now I can get some rest

Glad you’re gone

Maybe now I can give my best

Glad you’re gone

Glad you’re gone

Mike: acoustic and electric guitar, organ, vocals

Scott: bass guitar, drums, water bottles

07. BLUE BONNET DRIVE

She lives on the seabrook

She’s got windows galore

Gates swing open in autumn

Her room faces the north

hook:

And Angie won’t let life take her over

Feels so good to be younger now

She colours the rainbow

Snail mail communication

Angie sits by the window

writes a letter to a friend

hook:

And Angie won’t let life take her over

Feels so good to be younger now

She lives on the seabrook

Where pond waves flutter in moonlight

Angie’s living on good time

Watching movies till midnight

hook:

And Angie won’t let life take her over

Feels so good to be younger

All her friends are coming over now

Mike: acoustic and electric guitar, vocals, electric piano, synthesizer, glockenspiel

Scott: bass guitar

Jim: drumss

08. COCTAILS (Duet with Lisa Jenio)

Coctails for me, coctails for you

You’re the sweetest thing now, here in the room

Is it me or is it this bottle

That’s doing all the talking tonight?

Is that Fabrige’? Piere Cardon?

I don’t know a thing about French Cologne

But I’d really like to take you home

If that’s alright...and I say,

Coctails for you, coctails for me

We’ll keep each other Company

Forget about L.A. and all the trendy jive

Coctails keep the conversation alive

Martini and Rossi with Bourbon on the side

I was thinking the same thing just the other night

Easy on the Wild Turkey cause somebody’s gotta drive

And an extra case of Bushmills just in case we survive...and we say,

Coctails for you, coctails for me

We’ll keep each other Company

Forget about L.A. and all the trendy jive

Coctails keep the conversation alive (go John)

My drinks’ half empty (mine’s still half full)

I’ll freshen up (and I’ll have the bartender pour us

one more for the road)

And we’ll disappear into the night

Like only Dean Martin could

And I’ll pour you a martini at my place,

So baby, pull up a chair

(you know I’m already there)

Pretty soon I’ll be running fingers, through your hair

(Don’t worry darling, I never kiss and tell, I just thank God)

Thank God THANK GOD FOR COCTAILS...and we say,

Coctails for you, coctails for me

We’ll keep each other Company

Forget about L.A. and all the trendy jive

Coctails keep the conversation alive

Coctails for you, coctails for me

We’ll keep each other company

Coctails, coctails, coctails, coctails

Coctails for me and you tonight.

09. HANA SUSHI THEME

Wilshire Blvd., by the moonlight

Park up on the right, by the Q’s lot

Toss the keys to Juan, hit the back door

Bob sits at the bar, with the game on

Sake and a bowl of Sunonomo

Octopus galore and Sapparo

Gentlemen cigars in the hall way

waiting for a spot by the walkway

Tony Curtis waits for a table

Sportin’ ‘Foster Grants’ and a sable

All the girls so nice, on a Friday

Spicy Yellowtail in Wasabis

hook:

Someday,

When my dreams do come true

Will you think about me

Like I think about you?

Wilshire Blvd., it’s a wild ride

California Girls - that’s the upside

Sassy debonaire, kind of pushy

Take them by the purse to Hana Sushi

Park up on the right, near the Q’s lot

Toss the keys to Juan as she whispers:

"This is where Keanu Reeves goes. He always Gets the Sea Urchin."

hook:

Someday,

When my dreams do come true

Will you think about me

Like I think about you?

Wilshire Blvd., before Bundy

Specials on the beer every Monday

California life, It’s a sure thing

Like Silicon Implants at the ‘King King’

Sake and a bowl of Sunomono

Octopus galore and Sapparo

Mike: electric guitar, organ, organ bass, yamaha koto, drum de-programming, vocals

Lisa: backing vocals, california girl

10. WATERSIGNS

Bad breaks and big mistakes

Timing ain’t no piece of cake

Two sides to everything

I was only noticing

The bad signs

That haunt me now

The pleasantries that brought me down

hook:

And rivers, they break away from oceans

Watersigns just going through the motions

Always believed in you

Picked you up when things fell through

You swore you’d always stay

Turned your back and walked away

And I’m lost now

How you broke it down

Guess who won’t be coming around

hook:

And rivers, they break away from oceans

Watersigns just going through the motions

Rivers, they break away from oceans

And it’s all the same to you

Hope you find an open door

Not ever wave that rolls away

Returns to the shore

Goodbye to everything

Here’s to what the future brings

Too bad we parted ways

Here’s a drink to better days and

Success, it’s all the same

Everybody knows your name

Mike: acoustic guitars, vocals, organ

Scott: bass guitar, drumss

11. ORLAND PARK

Driving along

Kept your letters and your jacket for karma

Rearview mirror’s a lipstick horizon

A twilight glance

The loneliest thoughts

Go spinning round your head like a disco ball

Regret begins to add up

And you don’t get no sleep at all

hook:

You with the cascade eyes

I wanna thank you

From the bottom of my heart

Where everything got dark

In Orland Park

On the road

Miles and miles of America

Me in the van, you in the editing room

With nothing left

Just a couple of passing notes on the treble clef

Nowhere to go

No one to help us along

hook:

You with the cascade eyes

I wanna thank you

From the bottom of my heart

Where everything got dark

In Orland Park

Driving along

Got the radio tuned to the AM band

Looking up at the sky,

Even stars have to sleep sometime

But Mercury shines

And contemplates an orbit beyond the sun

Nowhere to go

No one to help it along

hook:

You with the cascade eyes

I wanna thank you

From the bottom of my heart

Where everything got dark

In Orland Park

Mike: acoustic guitar, vocals, wurlitzer electric piano

Scott: bass guitar

Jim: drums

John: lap steel

Morley: roland sh-2000 synthesizer, piano solos


words and music: Mike Randle
(c) (p) 2004 Ochre Music (in UK and Europe only)


SCOTTISH ROSE RECORDINGS
www.thefreedomman.com

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Mike Randle
travelsongs@yahoo.com


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