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Lucky Dog

Lucky Dog

  • Door Rueben Gurr
  • Release 26-7-2011
  • Muziekgenre Rock
  • Media-indeling CD
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LUCKY DOG I've always wanted to dance but haven't been able to coax rhythm into my feet-an imaginary story of meeting Mary on the dance floor THEY DANCED THE CARMEN MIRANDA he was a dancer, he could do the ' bend her over and kiss her' (so very well ) she was a big band waitress who knew every banana that Carmen Miranda ever wore ( and so hard she fell ) they met at group fandango everyone dressed in flowers, it was snowing outside as they moved thru the Merengue he whispered something lovely, her heart a fluttered ( and she nearly died ) your fragrance fills the evening air your eyes are the brilliant stars in the heavens would you dance with me it was a very small wedding, mostly acquaintances from Donna's House of Tango the cake was uneventful, but the band was so enchanted with the way that she decanted the sangria they threw the garter, clinked for kisses, he had a Panama hat the size of Brazil as they rolled thru the Rumba he knew not the outcomba he popped the question and her heart was filled they moved to a border town he got work as a mover and shaker in a small motel she worked on a brief novella sang A cappella in her spare time it worked out well they would meet for lunch and tango, when it was cold outside it was sunny in their heart as they slipped thru the samba all around the cantina to the sound of the concertina and she knew she loved him from the start (fin) I have needed to write a Beatle song since Ed Sullivan ONLY LOVE only love fills this ocean only love fills this sea of humanity only love can sense the wonder only love reaches that part of me when i am away from you I'm adrift upon the ocean when i am away from you i am lost at sea when i am away from you the crowded streets surround me when i am away from you i lose a part of me only you now and forever only you will see me through i feel you close at hand with the days between us and i hope you understand that i love you (fin) SWEET ALICE this, of course, was written as Sweet Mary,( for my Wife ) but she felt Alice sounded better SWEET ALICE Sweet Alice where are you going dressed so fine No one has seen you around Your kind of company is hard to find Sweet Alice If you're stepping out tonight I can be Found so easily, I'll be around so easily if you need some Late night candlelight Sweet Alice Where are you heading stepping so high I feel my heart arising every time that you pass by So many times you passed me by ain't good Looking heaven knows it's so important these days the Poets know it- love is dead and I'm no further ahead with you Sweet Alice When can I see you day or night You hold this heart in your pocket Only You can make it right (fin) a rant regarding, religion and psychopaths DEVIL IN THE ALLEY little Chiwan is shoeless, naked and hungry she's running down the road staying ahead of the army man comes on the tube falls to his knees reach in to your pocket can you help us please yeh the power of surrender you don't do as you pleases out of his pocket comes the story of Jesus he sees god in the details but i see the devil in the alley hard lonesome johnson looking for a good time heads out on the street when twelve begins to chime cruising up the avenue of bought and sold finds little sally nearly fourteen years old with Elvis on the radio and johnson feeling fine hey it's not my fault if this is what she calls a good time i never built this city of sin big system gonna do little sister in he sees god in her walk but i see the devil in the alley i was waiting for a customer dreaming about my bed this woman came in (to buy some fresh bread we began talking about the feel of fresh dough between your fingers bread baking talk you know the kind that lingers, when this guy walks in, gives her a real bad grin stares steel at me and when she turned to face him says to her in a voice that had nothing to loose 'who said you could leave the house?' and that's when I noticed the bruise he sees god in his castle but i see the devil in the alley mama you never told me it would be like this (fin) woke up from a dream one remembrance day with all the lyrics FOUR STAR DAY is this a dream? I've woken up in uniform with a man talking too close to my face he's asking me to join some holy crusade my life, his flag, an even trade hiding in a trench, forward fighting position brass crawls up to me, lays down this supposition in this holy crusade you need not be on your own we're gonna let you join, so we won't die all alone can you see my point of view they were always after me to do somebody dirty, to set somebody free never in my wildest dreams, did i ever think I'd see this tin soldier, stand on guard for thee so i quit the army,turned and walked away never saluted, never pulled no pay i quit the army, turned and walked away it was a four star day who is this man who pulls the sword from the stone while you & i sit there and let him act on his own if the sins of the father are passed on to the son he becomes a prisoner of war before he even lifts a gun (fin) i am named after an Uncle who never came back GRAMPA when i was young you told me little stories of how our Grampa won the war in his crisp green suit and many of his friends and lovers weeping goodbye at the door when i was young you told me little stories of Grampa's letters from the front saying ' all was well the Hun was in retreat home by new years we'll have em beat ' the glow of the city light warmed them as they walked the Boardwalk by the river it'll be short campaign home by spring home in time to plant the garden home in time to plant the garden they danced to Jolson on the box the night before he said goodbye they had danced the foxtrot, he promised to improve he left with a twinkle in his eye when i was young you told me little stories of how our Grampa won the war. (fin) after the Vancouver Olympic Committee and the Hudson Bay Co tried to rip off the First People's artwork during the 2010 Olympics, i imagined a letter home being written by a Rupert's Land official telling of their progress GOD IN OUR SAILS my little darling hope this letter finds you well just a few pages to catch you up,yeh just a peak when we sailed in, to our surprise i swear the place was already rockin a little bit primitive but i think we can catch them up so to speak cause our main man talked with their man what a salesman! He's our guy the company we're fitting right in we've put the natives so at ease the company name, god willing will make history and we're making a killing dragging them kicking and screaming into the sixteen eighties or centuries we had god in our sails, no bother no fuss i just wanna know how in the hell did they get here before us the place is ripe for community work we'll do a few churches and maybe a school I'm sure they will thank us as the years roll along i miss the comfort of home out here in the wild but I'm bringing back silver, bringing back gold what can go wrong you know our legacy may leave a blight but with god in our sails they will soon see the light and we will get it all we will get the place for a song (fin) a little folk tune HOUR OF REST it's time for work to cease it'll wait til I'm whole again it'll wait til I'm whole again my daily gift has reached here my hour of rest is at hand the old and new can wait I'll hear no news from any distant land no news from any distant land foolishness will not see judgment my hour of rest is at hand i can see the distant shore this is where i will drop my oar in this bay of silence I can taste the salt sea air i could stay here forever I can feel the salt sea wind Tide go out and in again in this bay of silence I can hear the orchids bloom i could stay here forever (fin) Paris seemed exotic SHALA Shala, when i saw you in Paris, it was the rarest of days the avenue cafes were a street celebration lovers on holidays but i sit here waiting with nothing left to do there's no anticipating what a woman like you will do Shala when we met in Paris, it was at one of those side street cabarets like a scene out of a Renoir, laughing and flirting where the throng merrily dances and sways do you remember, we planned to meet at five and have a drink now I'm a thinking no the sun is a setting the blues have turned to greys are you forgetting will you merely be my no show sunshine lady do not forget I'm near sunshine woman do not forget I'm here when we were talking i never heard a word it never occurred to me that you were a flirt i feel somewhat foolish it is my wish to know are you a go or I'm a very lonely one man show (fin) I know these people MRS GRIDLEY lock the door Mrs Gridley and bring me more coffee i think I'm gonna have a busy day accept no calls I'm a climbing the walls tell everybody I'm a wasting away I'm on a first name basis with somebody's wife and a big oak desk to rest my shoes on some body screaming three floors above i could jump out the window for lack of love take a letter Mrs. Gridley and bring me more coffee i think I'm gonna have a busy day get another pack of that evil tabac as my body falls in to more decay i had apple pie for lunch and it hurts me papers piling higher round me every minute traffic below me louder than sin I'm a losing so bad you'd think i don't wanna win well i got no business treating me so bad i used to be the best friend that i ever had well i got no business dancing on this tightrope every day I'm a sinking lower losing hope where's my pills Mrs.Gridley i got no business stretching myself so thin all around me do i see crazy people looking for a door to get in I'm on a last name basis with the man in the vault petty cash is gone and my windows need washing think i hear something scratching at my door i don't think i can take any more lock the door Mrs. Gridley where's my pills Mrs. Gridley let's get outa here Mrs. Gridley (fin)

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Kunstenaar: Rueben Gurr
Titel: Lucky Dog
Genre: Rock
Releasedatum: 26-7-2011
Label: CD Baby
Media-indeling: CD
UPC: 885767772472
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