1. |
What Does It Matter?
03:36
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What Does It Matter?
Denes McIntosh
Well, my job sucks, honey I’ve had enough
my tanks been runnin’ on low.
The girls can’t have me, the boys can’t stand me
hey, this ain’t no picture show.
People tryin’ to con me, they wanna walk on me,
playin’ me for a fool,
thinkin’ I must be nuts, but what’s all the fuss?
There ain’t no point in bein’ cool.
Chorus:
Cause I’ve got a son, and he’s got a brother
and I got a wife, and she’s a damn good lover.
So what does it matter, and what difference if it does,
my brains are gettin’ battered
but my body’s gettin’ loved.
Well, I been shadow boxin’, my doors been locked
and my shadow’s been returnin’ the blows.
A left to the head like to left me for dead
but that’s the way the situation goes.
33 years, 30,000 beers
I shoulda bought stock in Milwaukee.
Coulda traveled to Spain, took a walk in the rain,
wouldn’t have to be another desk jockey.
Chorus:
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2. |
Sky Sometimes
05:13
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Sky Sometimes
Denes McIntosh
The heavens have been higher
than they’ve ever been before
and more elusive.
Bluer than the sadness
in your soft and gentle eyes
and more reclusive.
Broader than my boundless passion
brighter than the sun
and more alluring.
Deeper than my increasing capacity for love
and more enduring.
And I am Sky sometimes
or Wind
but you are Heaven.
The heavens have been higher
than they’ve ever been before
and more engaging.
Lovely as the memory
of waiting by the door
while you were bathing.
Softer than the touch of silk
enchanting as the dawn
and more appealing.
Sweeter than a lyric in the quiet of a song
and more revealing.
And I am Sky sometimes
or Wind
but you are Heaven.
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3. |
No Emotion
04:04
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No Emotion
Denes McIntosh
Good mornin’ to ya, how ya doin’ today?
I’ve been lookin’ forward to that smile on your face.
I get so tired of this business charade
It leaves me longing for someone to embrace.
Chorus:
No emotion, I will try hard not to cry.
Can I borrow some lotion
cause my hands are gettin’ dry.
I’ve seen your camisole
and you’ve seen all my ties
but let’s get down to business now
cause that’s the best disguise.
For the heartache
and the pain
and the memories
of sleepin’ in the rain
for the longing
for a change
and the feelings
that are being spent in vain.
You dared to get near me
and I was terrified.
You shared your secrets
and I learned to share mine.
You stood beside me
in my weakest time
the kind of friend that has been so hard to find.
Chorus:
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4. |
Masquerade
03:54
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Masquerade
Denes McIntosh
I am younger than my situation
older than my years
unable to reconcile
my friendships with my fears (laughter with my tears).
I have been too well aware
of being much too well aware
and the consequence of love
is often more than I can bear.
Chorus:
Friend and foe sometimes seem the same
sunshine often feels like rain
pleasure fades and turns to pain
and life becomes a masquerade.
Life becomes a masquerade.
Stronger than my stature
weaker than my passion
subject to my feelings
but I wouldn't think of askin' you for
love that you've not thought of givin'
time that you don't have
emotion that you must keep hidden
for another man.
Chorus:
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5. |
Mannequin
03:39
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Mannequin
Denes McIntosh
Fell in love with a girl I met one night
down on the boulevard.
She never said a word but she looked
like a Hollywood movie star.
Took her home to meet my brother,
we had a fine time (he's a little strange).
But mother told me she would have to leave,
said "she's not our kind".
Chorus:
She's a mannequin, but I don't care.
I'm gonna buy her the finest head of hair
in this town.
She's a mannequin, but I don't care,
She's the best lookin’ thing that I've seen
anywhere around.
I got her a job as a model for a magazine,
she fit right in.
She had such smooth and lovely skin
like a beauty queen.
With a smile so broad you might have thought
it was painted on,
and a personality that causes me to rave on,
and on.
Chorus:
Bridge:
They say "she's cold as ice
like she were dead.
She could never tantalize" that's what they said.
But I like the way those big inviting eyes
don't ever close,
and I like the way my baby never says
"no".
She looked so good beside me in my Pontiac.
Cruisin' to the tunes of the 'Blues Magoos',
sittin' way back.
Dressed to please in designer jeans
everybody stopped to stare,
when I thought I heard somebody say
"I must have bought my baby somewhere".
Chorus:
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Luckiest Guy In the World
Denes McIntosh
It ain’t easy bein’ the luckiest guy in the world.
Bein’ free to be whatever I am.
It ain’t easy bein’ in love with all of the girls
and havin’ a woman who gives me whatever she can.
It ain’t easy livin’ in sunny suburbia
with every convenience conveniently close at hand.
And wearin’ my tennis and livin’ without any real concern
for anything more than the time for gettin’ a tan.
It ain’t easy havin’ a job like the one I got
makin’ a living doin’ whatever I want.
Starin’ at you and wearin’ suits by Eve Saint Laurent
sippin’ a soda secretly loaded with scotch.
Chorus:
Well, I’m sufferin’ through the sweet life
it’s tougher than livin’ street wise
and all the bandits wish they had it
half as bad as me.
I’m reachin’ my own objective
but keepin’ it in perspective
so I won’t one day wind up hungry
foot loose and fancy free.
It ain’t easy havin’ it easy again,
lunch with the ladies and weekends playin’ with friends.
It ain’t easy havin’ all that money to spend,
a night on the town, I’ll be checkin’ out the latest trends.
It ain’t easy keepin’ in tune with the ‘top 10’
MTV leavin’ me rockin’.
Radio blarin’, stereo tearin’ the silence down,
record collection reflectin’ every new sound.
Chorus:
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7. |
The Outcast
04:14
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The Outcast
Denes McIntosh
He was all alone
not because he chose to be
but he was born to see things differently.
He was fully grown
at an age when most young men
most young men could not begin to be.
The ladies loved him
he told the truth to them
something they had never known before.
He gave them dignity
not like the other men
who made them all to be domestic whores.
Chorus:
And he was an outcast
and he was an honest man
and he would outlast
those who would not understand.
And he was a rebel
but not without a cause
sing a song for honesty
cause there’s been none since he’s gone.
He went his own way
they talked behind his back
but could not face him.
Until that final day
‘the last great heart attack’
they could not break him.
Chorus:
Sing a song for justice.
Sing a song for love.
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8. |
Easy Street
03:39
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Easy Street
Denes McIntosh
There's a woman out there weepin'
there's a man who ain't been home
there's a kid who runs away without a warning'.
There's a drifter in a doorway sleepin'
there's a child left all alone
there's a stranger on the back row Sunday morning'.
Chorus:
They're somebody
same as you and me
and everyone is lookin' to be loved
they've got worth
beyond what we can see
living self indulgently on Easy Street.
There's a junkie in the street
the less fortunate you meet
there's a hooker scraping' dollars off the bottom.
There's a prisoner counting' time
there's the sad and lonely lives
of the many who have all but been forgotten.
Chorus:
Spoken:
Some say the hardship has been over for awhile, that everyone's O.K. now just cause they are. But recently I heard the screaming, the weeping. I've seen the bleeding hearts and tormented minds of those that justice shit on. They're left to reconstruct their trampled lives alone, to mend their broken hopes and battered dreams without the help of those who at one time seemed to care, somewhere back before the sky fell in. But where are all the friends of the unfortunate now? Have they run to houses on secluded hillsides to hide from the discomfort of their past participation in the pain? Well, the cause goes on without them, but it's crippled. . . . . . . like the victims it embraces. How easy we forget.
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9. |
The Visitor
02:57
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The Visitor
Denes McIntosh
He visits me in the night
when I'm all alone.
He visits me in the night
when I'm feelin' low.
He visits me in the night
I'm weary to the bone.
He knows me,
He just knows.
And I think I can see Him
in my dreams when He is gone.
And I think He has given
one more reason to go on.
And I think I can love Him
in a way I've never known.
He comes visiting at night
when I'm alone.
He knows me,
He just knows.
Repeat: And I think . . .
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10. |
Hunger
04:03
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Hunger
Denes McIntosh
She's hungry, and she's homeless
she's left layin' by the road
a mother cryin' "won't you take my child to your home
and give her shelter".
Chorus:
"Give her something for her hunger
something for her soul
something for her sadness
and something for the cold
that's been growin' in her heart
tearin' her apart
and keepin' her from ever bein' whole".
The hard side of the tracks
in every hometown USA
growing weary of the struggle
gettin' tougher every day
to keep from letting go.
Chorus:
"give them. . . "
Inner city families
no earth between their toes
momma's runnin' down a hustle
you know how the story goes
it's not a pretty one.
Chorus:
"give them. . ."
Suburban middle class
has all the new computer toys
but the bills are overdue
and daddy's drinkin' with the boys
till early mornin'.
Chorus:
"give him. . ."
Hollywood mentality
borders on insanity
pleasure seeking fantasy
a crippling disease
you know it's tragic.
Chorus:
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11. |
Love That I Can Touch
03:28
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Love That I Can Touch
Denes McIntosh
The comic way your lovely smile
reaches out to welcome me
revealing the warm delight
awaiting my discovery.
Chorus:
It's love that I can touch
love that I can touch
and I love you so much.
The gentleness with which you speak
quietly assuring me
past mistakes have been too weak
to break your faithfulness.
Chorus:
Refrain:
I hear your voice in my solitude
I see your face in every crowded room
I taste the fragrance of your sweet perfume
in every breeze that seduces me.
The pleasures of holding you
pressed softly to my soul
feeling your warm desire
graciously unfold.
Chorus:
Refrain:
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