Early Stuff
1994-'95
I sit and wait, it's kind of late
These lies, they speak to me
The clock strikes twelve, my private hell
In a maze, I'm so lost without you
No title, really...
I opened my eyes, to the world around me
Each day I suffer, from the games that you play
Each day I wake up, from this bed that I've made
Each day I call out, for something to say
Each day I cry to sleep, why is it this way?
I gave you my love, you threw it away
I gave you all my time, it means nothing now today
I gave you my word, you only lied
I gave you my life, you never tried
Each day I wonder, what we'd be like today
Each day I suffer, in this world that I've made
Each day I hope and pray, it can only get better
Each day I find myself, being tarred and feathered
I closed my eyes, from the flashes before me
Desperation, it owns my soul
Horseshoes and Bowling
You kick me down and I find myself
And when you're playing your games, I've got to clear out my mind
New Song
I think of you almost every day
Marmalade and buttered toast
Looking, searching, what's the use?
I go to my kitchen, the cupboard is bare
The Scatman Boogie
We're all shooting from the hip
I gotta' tell you now, but I don't know just how
Get up, I've heard enough/Get down we're gonna' tear it up
Enough of this talkin' round and round
Listen to me now, we're gonna' show you how
This Last Dream
I'm giving up on this dream
It's never been easy, every time I sleep
I don't know if I fit in this scheme
I promised you that I'd always care
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Peterson
My halfway-completed effort at rewriting the aforementioned lyrics to this song we randomly titled. We'd already come up with alternate lyrics, anyway. What can I say, I like full artistic control of my songs. =)
I fall for you twice, you could say I'm in love with you
I never knew how much I needed, something to call my own
But this misery you put me through, how I fear to be alone
At your feet for more
I open myself up to you
You slam my face in the door
It must be all the beer, that makes me trust you every time
There's no horseshoes in winter, 'cause it's too damn cold
So I go to the alleyways, and forget you when I bowl
this version Peterson
The first really good Scatman song (the title was quite literal at the time). We used lyrics written by our singer and my friend, Sean, with assistance by me (they're on Sean's site). This was a completely different set I came up with just for the hell of it.
All the things you've left behind
Stick around some if you've got the time
Go ahead now, it's your dime
See the world in your black and white
Like a new song on the radio tonight
Listen to the new song, there's no need to fight
When we find 'em it's all too late
Bitter tasting lies you ate
Born to lose may be your fate
(repeat chorus)
All this chaos that we make
Another fool lies in the wait
We just give so they can take
(repeat chorus)
Peterson
I tried my hand at writing some lyrics for a song one of the Scatman guitarists had come up with. We were already on the way to falling apart, so it never really got used, either (watch for our "Behind the Music" coming soon to VH1!).
Wake up in the morning and I've lost my sight
Visions in my head as I lay there in bed
I just see your face, but I can't hear what you said
And it looks to me like it'll stay that way
I smoke when I get too nervous and the shakes go away
Just like this cigarette, we're burning away
Make a perfect meal
Just for times like this
This is how I feel
I can't quite explain it all to you
Marmalade and buttered toast
Laughing, smiling, from the abuse
I lie and I cry, this is what I choose
Trying, dying, I'm trapped in this noose
I don't smell burning toast, I smell your hair
Your memory lingers with me everywhere
Time for the marmalade, I just don't care
Peterson
These lyrics are inane and stupid. But that was the point. This was a little hokey shuffle I wrote because I came up with a bootie-shakin' riff for it. But it was a day late and dollar short as Scatman had pretty much folded by now...
One time, listen to me brother/No time, run back to your mother
You got diarrhea of the lip
You can talk all you want
But don't come beggin' when you wanna' waltz
Take my word on it, 'cause we're not gonna' let you down
Jump around, it's time to move your feet/Start groovin' to the Scatman beat
Shake it down to the ground
Feel the music in your bones
Grab on tight and don't let go
You can ease your mind, 'cause we won't let you down
Peterson
This was written on Valentine's Day, 1995...I was a freshman at Bama then. V-Day rolled around, and all the girls were bemoaning their single status -- nothing unusual for this day of the year. But I realized I hadn't thought about this particular girl (anyone who knew me back when probably knows who that is) who broke my heart in high school (wasn't her fault, she just wasn't interested) since I couldn't remember. It was kinda liberating, so I wrote this song as a sort of goodbye to the candle I was so used to burning for her...it's not intended to be as gloomy as it reads, though. Not my best work, but a sentimental favorite...
It was tails-side up, isn't that my luck?
I'm going to cash it in today
I heard a song on the radio
It made me think of you, and now I'm blue
Tell me, darling, has it always been this way
I sit in my room and I never leave
Because I know if I do, I'd just return
I've got nothing to be living for anymore
I know you're not coming back to me
So I'll move on to another thing
After this last dream
I close my eyesy and then I see
It's so hard, hard for me to let you go
I can see how much you've changed
And though I try it's just not the same
But the past won't let me go so easily
Life is an injustice nothing ever seems fair
And we all get cut and bleed to death
So take this bandage for all your sorrows
But the time has come now it seems
So goodbye to you, my love
This is my last dream
Don't worry, girl, I'll always be there
The moment you come calling my name
But I can't sit here another day
I don't really think you'd want me this way
I'm almost withered up and blowing away
I'm finally standing up once again
It's been so long, don't know how long it's been
But that doesn't really mean a thing to you