1. |
Electric Car
03:44
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I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
Into the future…Into the future
When my current car breaks down
And I’m looking for my next steed
I promise for sure I swear
I’ll switch to electricity
Watch me drive in style
I’ll be saving the world from global warming
Mile by mile by mile
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
Into the future,,,Into the future
It’s got a driving range of 400 miles
On a single charge
Push one little button and the top goes down
And then you’re living large
Sunshine and clear blue skies
It’s got a good sized trunk to carry my shit
Don’t want to compromise my ride
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
The sexy lines will let you know
That I’m a person on the go
I can hear my jams a whole lot better
Cause my engine noise is low
Music to my gears
My combustible engine is going to be dead
In about ten years
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future (4 x’s)
Into the future (4 x’s)
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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2. |
To Jane
04:01
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The keen stars were twinkling,
And the fair moon was rising among them,
Dear Jane.
The guitar was tinkling,
But the notes were not sweet till you sung them
Again.
As the moon's soft splendour
O'er the faint cold starlight of Heaven
Is thrown,
So your voice most tender
To the strings without soul had then given
Its own.
The stars will awaken,
Though the moon sleep a full hour later
To-night;
No leaf will be shaken
Whilst the dews of your melody scatter
Delight.
Though the sound overpowers,
Sing again, with your dear voice revealing
A tone
Of some world far from ours,
Where music and moonlight and feeling
Are one.
Words by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Music by Martin Blasick
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3. |
Jackson, Tennessee
03:43
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I come up from Jackson in west Tennessee
Named after the president called Old Hickory
I’ve been known to travel, there’s so much to see
But I’ve only got one hometown, that’s Jackson, TN
I went to high school in the halls of JCM
Where I went to band camp where we marched to win
Then I took some college classes down at JSCC
There’s only one town where this came to be
I come up from Jackson, that’s west Tennessee
Named after the president known as Old Hickory
I’ve had my travels, I’ve been across the sea
But, I’ve only got one hometown that’s Jackson, TN
Rock-n-Roll got started with one little tune
When Carl Perkins wrote Blue Suede Shoes
He wrote it in his kitchen on Parkview Street
He got the world to rocking with his hillbilly beat
I come up from Jackson, the state of Tennessee
You’ve only got one hometown, mine’s Jackson, Tn
What’s that sound? It sounds like trouble
Jackson’s got a story that’s sad but true
about a native son on the 382
He saved his switchman’s life before the wreck
By telling him to jump as they neared the gates of Hell
Can you hear that train a coming?
All a clickety clack
Casey Jones died that day
The train ran off its tracks,
Twice I’ve been to funerals at Brown’s cemetery
I’ll always remember the days my folks were buried
Part of me is lost in that Jackson ground
But I’m standing here today to try and make my Mother proud
I come up from Jackson down in Tennessee
Named after the president known as Old Hickory
No matter where I travel I will always be
A good ole boy with one hometown, that’s Jackson, TN
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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4. |
It's Already Started
04:18
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It’s Already Started
I couldn’t let go
I can’t seem to hold on
The light turned green
Six or seven times the horns are blowing
I say to myself
Things are going to pick up real soon
I say to myself
Tomorrow’s gonna bring an end to this gloom
It’s already started
The game is in play
It’s already started
Tomorrow’s been set by yesterday
I try to break free
I keep going in circles
Each time around
I see the ways I misinterpret
I cast the first die
Set this train in motion in the rain
I look for the blame because I don’t
Want to hear my own name
It’s already started
The game is in play
It’s already started
Tomorrow’s been set by yesterday
Sometimes I get crazy
Sometimes I want to break everything I own
Sometimes I’ve got to fake my way
Just to make it through an ordinary day
© 2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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5. |
King Me
03:49
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I look at you from across the room
I think that we could make it go boom boom
There’s something bout you that deactivates my mind
I lose myself cause I’m hoping to find
A way to cool down
A way to get wild
This isn’t typical it isn’t like me
I’m fixated on your mystery
King me, we’re gonna have a party
King me, we’re gonna hava a good time…King me
I must have had a little bit too much for me
The room is spinning and we’re making the scene
There must be ten million things I should have done
I’ll get right on it when I think of just one
It’s gonna get hotter
We’re gonna go hog wild
It’s still me here on the inside
I’m acting crazier than Mr. Hyde
King me, we’re gonna have a party
King me, we’re gonna hava a good time…King me
I’m living for the moment
I’m living for the good times
I’m gonna last until the sunrise
Cause I come alive when I look into your eyes
I’m waking up from a mummy’s tomb
My head is pounding and it goes boom boom
You might be mad if it happened to you
But I don’t know til I fully come to
My senses are tingling
I remember you
I remember oh yeah I like
It’s all coming back like riding a bike
King me, we’re gonna have a party
King me, we’re gonna hava a good time…King me
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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6. |
And What Is Love
03:27
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And what is love? It is a doll dressed up
For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle;
A thing of soft misnomers, so divine
That silly youth doth think to make itself
Divine by loving, and so goes on
Yawning and doting a whole summer long,Till Miss’s comb is made a pearl tiara,
And common Wellingtons turn Romeo boots;
Till Cleopatra lives a Number Seven,
And Antony resides in Brunswick Square.
Fools! if some passions high have warmed the world,
If queens and soldiers have played deep for hearts,
It is no reason why such agonies
Should be more common than the growth of weeds.
Fools! make me whole again that weighty pearl
The queen of Egypt melted, and I’ll say
That ye may love in spite of beaver hats.
And what is love? And what is love?
And what is love? It is a doll dressed up
For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle;
And what is love? It is a doll dressed up
And what is love? It is a doll dressed up
And what is love? And what is love?
And what is love? And what is love?
music by Martin Blasick
words by John Keats
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7. |
War And Peace
03:43
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I like to work so we can rest
I scrimp and save so we can spend
I have to fight to keep things calm
I’ll start a war cause I love peace
I’ll say a lot of things today
I only want to do what’s right
Our only enemy is time
Cause I don’t wanna talk or think things through
Cause you might change my mind
The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today
I’m looking for someplace to go
Maybe see some faces we know
I’ll make the rules and they’ll go along
I’ll keep ‘em around if they can stay in line
Or toss ‘em if they say I’m wrong
The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today
I’m waiting for justice
To see things my way my way my way
The goal of war is peace; the goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace; the goal of war is peace
The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
The world is on fire but I’m OK
It’s all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today
The goal of war is peace; the goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace; the goal of war is peace
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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8. |
A Credible Threat
03:21
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A credible threat
A credible foe
A credible enemy
Beyond my control
I lost my way today at five o five
When I looked in my barrista’s eyes
I like to keep things under control you know
One magic moment made a break in my flow
A credible threat
A break in my walls
A credible enemy
Beyond my control
I find myself back at the scene in line
Rethink my order fifteen times
A witty conversation to break the ice; “extra foam”
I’m going to tell her just as soon as I can get her alone
Today she looked at me and smiled and said
“I’m starting another job instead”
‘But what about us?’ I heard myself say so smooth
She looked in my eyes and said “Here’s what you are to me”
A credible threat
An invincible foe
A magical mystery
Beyond my control
A credible threat
A break in my wall
A worthy opponent
You made me lose control
A credible threat
I’m out of my shell
A credible threat
A credible enemy
Beyond my control
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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9. |
Wood Anniversary
04:01
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You’re selfish and lazy vindictive and cruel
I’m stupid and fat and totally the fool
I think I know you almost as well as you know me
You’ve seen the worst I’ve ever been
Through thick since I was thin
I’m yours totally
It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss
The moment I saw you I knew my life had changed
I fell so hard Cupid’s arrow gave me pain
When it’s real the truth is revealed in the emptiest cliches
The dumbest lyrics come alive
While looking in your eyes
A beautiful surprise
It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss
I would if I could
Buy you the house by the sea
White walls and the skylights
And a yacht floating right outside
So we could endlessly travel aimlessly
Bora Bora, Tahiti, Monte Carlo, Italy
I think you know me almost as well as I know you
I want to be your shining knight
My armor’s not so bright
Our love will pull us through
It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss
You’re beautiful and thoughtful and gracious and kind
I thank the heavens that you’ve been mine
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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10. |
Wednesday's Song
03:23
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Sunday morning whispers to me
Leave all your troubles behind
You look weary and I am kind
I want to ease your troubled mind
Close your eyes and rest awhile
You don’t have to force a smile
Sunday loves me but I can’t stick around
Come the night I’ll be thinking of another
I guess I need a little more adventure
That’s why I listen to Wednesday’s Song
Monday brings me coffee that’s cold
And likes to talk out of turn
I can miss her and I can yearn
She's so harsh and I never learn
I close my eyes and think awhile
And try to find my smile
Monday loves me but it's not working out
Come tonight I'll be thinking of another
She clings tight to the point of suffocation
That's why I listen to Wednesday's Song
When Tuesday's gone
it's hard to remember
The times we spent together
Thurday's dreaming of the weekend in bed
Friday does what Saturday says
A single day lasts a lifetime when it's wrong
I've been listening to Wednesday's Song
Standing side by side I can see our future
That's why I listen to Wednesday's Song
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music BMI
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11. |
Me And Tommy Lee
03:33
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Mom’s got a new husband
So I live with my cousin
I’ll be thirty-six come the fall
I gave her my blessing
But now I’m confessing
I didn’t mean what I said at the mall
I took a test from one of her glossy magazines
It said by personality there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee
I sat by his koi pond
My problems had moved on
Until security came after me
Hey Tommy I need ya
We’re so alike I could be ya
We’ll have a beer and a chat about destiny, oh
I took that test to find out what is wrong
I learned by personality there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee
I thought I was all alone
We are not completely unknown, yeah
I guess that test wasn’t guaranteed
But I still think there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee, Me and Tommy Lee
Me and Tommy Lee, Me and Tommy Lee Me and Tommy
There’s got to be a way to make him understand
If we could sit and talk man to man
I really want to know what he would do
These are the lengths my Mom has pushed me to, yeah
Me and Tommy Lee…I understand him
He understands me…Me and Tommy Lee
Me and Tommy Lee
I wanna go home
In my own room
I miss you Mom
©2010 Martin Blasick
Lavish Music, BMI
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12. |
She Walks In Beauty
04:07
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She Walks In Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that ’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Words by Lord Byron
Music by Martin Blasick
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