Mike Randle's
Barstool Blues Lyrics


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, drums
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)