Scrimshaw's Lyrics
LYRICS
30-36
LYRICS TO THE SONGS OF SCRIMSHAW
Words & Music by Marlin Collins
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30. THE LETTER
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Wrote a letter last night, tried to say it just right.
Dearest Jan I've been trying to remember the spark that touched off the flame.
Trying to think of the good times though bad times are all that seem to remain.
Thinking bout the reasons why, thinking bout a tear soaked eye,
Thinking bout the games we played, thinking bout the love we made.
There's no way, you can say, we've done our best.
I remember your face, while you packed your suitcase.
One wrong word in a good conversation is all that we need to get hacked.
Turning into a bad situation is more than a-matter-of-fact.
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Wondering where we went wrong, wondering how to end this song,
Wondering if we're both enslaved, by a love that could be saved.
With the truth, turn it loose, give us a chance.
All alone with our pride, a place for feelings to hide.
How I wish I could turn back the clock, and correct the mistakes that I've made.
But it couldn't make all that much difference for love's not a thing you persuade.
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Wishing we were in our home, wishing you were on the phone,
Wishing I could find my way, back into your heart to stay.
For all time, I know I'm, In love with you.
Well there's nothing else to do, but wait to hear from you.
And think about a friend, I might not see again.
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If I'm not your man it's because,
I never had just what it would take.
To live up to your hopes and your dreams,
To realize just what was at stake, or so it seems.
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Living up to what we can be,
Is not always what we're here for.
I never thought I ever would see,
You walk away and never come back, through that door.
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31. FLEETING
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Fleeting through the grass, fleeting through the grass,
Oh fleeting through the grass in front of you.
Watch me run away, you'll catch me not this day,
I'm fleeting through the grass in front of you.
Screaming round the bend, say you knew me when,
Would be the truest statement in the end.
The distance growing great, I'd gladly stop and wait,
But I anticipate a better friend.
Fleeting, fleeting through the grass,
Remaining so far in front of you
But I, must never, stop; and rest awhile.
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Immersed in open space, I may not win the race,
But I will surely place ahead of you.
My legs may not be long, their muscles less than strong
But when you saw me gone I'm sure you knew.
Fleeting, oh-oh, fleeting through the grass,
Remaining so far in front of you
But I, must never, stop; and rest awhile.
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Racing down through town, maybe I have found,
A special sort of spot to hide from you.
They'll lock me up today, and throw the key away,
And say that I might stay my whole life through.
Fleeting, fleeting through the grass,
Remaining so far in front of you
But I, must never, stop; and rest awhile.
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Or fall for what I hear, in a blind denial, you could call it fear.
Mud and tears, adorn her frown, as she stumbles to the ground.
Away I flee, you're loosing me, and you tore your gown.
As the laughter fills the air, the tortoise and the hare,
Existing for the sake of what is fair.
And man flees from the days, that castrate his ways
Love the bitter fruit we all must bear.
Fleeting, fleeting through the grass,
Remaining so far in front of you
But I, must never, stop; and rest awhile. (Repeat Chorus Slower)
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32. MAMA'S BOY
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I was sweeping up the dirt on the floor, it looked completely obscene.
From the feet of a natural hog, I'm sure you know what I mean.
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I was polishing the door knob, it looked completely obscene.
From the hand of a fat slob, I'm sure you know what I mean.
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All the windows should be broken, all the sinks could turn green.
Every dirty word I've spoken, is what I mean.
What I mean (8 times )
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But it wasn't all as bad as it seems, man had good reason to be
Cause when I came home from the late shift,
Yours was the face that I'd see. (3 times)
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And nothin' matters but that you're by me,
And nothin' matters no!
And nothin' matters but that you're by me,
And nothin' matters, no-no nothin' matters, to me.
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From what I gather that they think of me,
Something's the matter oh!
From what I gather that they think of me,
Something's the matter, no something's the matter, with me.
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And everybody's got to grab hold
Of something that means something to them.
It's like we're climbing up a scaffold
Where the top is the bottoms best friend.
Never wanted to be set free, never wanted to
Be let be, without she, in charge of me. (repeat to And nothin')
Oh mother, cut the line and set me free. (3 times)
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33. ROAD TO JAMAICA
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I'm sold, on a trip that is lots of fun.
Left the cold, to find that Jamaican sun.
Goin' to find adventure on the road.
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And free, is the feeling with which we go.
All aboard, a train bound for Chicago.
It's cold; and the city seems like a deep freeze.
Glad to go; for we could feel it in more than degrees. Bob and me
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New Orleans, well the Mardi Gras is quite a party.
Eatin' beans, in this funky old cemetery.
Lookin' to find adventure on the road.
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Won't see me comin' no,no,no-no,no,no; repeat won't see me go.
We sure did like bumin' no,no,no-no,no,no; repeat
along that old road.
Won't see me comin' no,no,no-no,no,no; repeat won't see me go.
Leavin' behind adventures on the road.
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Miami, is nice if you like the palm tree.
From the Key, it looks like the Emerald City.
Havin' a time with adventures on the road.
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In Jamaica, well it seemed kinda spooky at first.
But in a week, we could bull-shit along with the worst.
It's hot, and we try to make it through.
Till the rain, that comes every day at two. Gone at three.
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Rasta, like the man is a very good word.
Seekin' truth, in the song of a jungle bird.
And the weed, well they grow it way inland.
From the sea, the tourists and the sand.
Discoverin' such adventures on the road.
On the road, in Jamaica, Bob and me, who yea! (2 times )
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34. WISH INSISTER
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Hey friend, how can this be true
You've, got a crush on you.
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And you're talk, of what you can do
Eludes your follow through.
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Your worst, is better than most
Propose yourself a toast.
Surrounded, with finery
Slave, to vanity.
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A stranger, is humility
To bad, you cannot see.
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Oh you, an important man
As much as a grain of sand.
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To thine, own self be true
Credit when it is due.
Surrounded, with finery
Slave, to vanity.
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I hope, to see you loose those clothes
Your vision, extend past your nose.
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Best chance, is to loose that fear
And rejoice, at being here.
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For as sure, as a bird can fly
Someday, you too will die.
Surrounded, with finery
Slave, to vanity.
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The proof is, looking at, the hand upon, your back, is not love.
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35. LIGHT THE FUSE BLUES
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Well I don't want to play in your game.
Well I don't want to share in your fame.
Well I don't want to call you by name,
But I love you just the same.
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And I don't want to pay your bills,
Or be a part of your cheap little thrills.
The knife that cuts is the knife that kills,
But I love you just the same.
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Now if we run away with the blues,
I'm sure afraid your company I'll loose.
For all we'd need to light the fuse,
Is a match of which we get to choose,
We get to choose, we get to choose, for ourselves.
[So lets light it, and put sorrow upon the shelf.
And don't bite it, the hand that feeds itself.] (2 times )
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And now if we can learn from the past,
The lesson learned is sure to last.
Some light in our direction is cast,
And I love you just the same.
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And if the people might say that I'm wrong,
Well let them write their own damn song.
I might sing it bad or say it wrong,
But I love you just the same. (3 times )
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Now if we run away with the blues,
I'm sure afraid your company I'll loose.
For all we'd need to light the fuse,
Is a match of which we get to choose,
We get to choose, we get to choose, for ourselves.
[So lets light it, and put sorrow upon the shelf.
And don't bite it, the hand that feeds itself.] (2 times )
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36. Suburban Warrior
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Wait until the coast is clear, you must survive no heros here.
Though your days are filled with strife, I've been there all your life.
You dont have to win the gold, just be around when I am old.
All around us death is near, cooperate with fear.
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B - M - double-U, down the avenue.
Travel always in 2s, trouble isnt new.
Hang with the ones you know, life on the plateau.
Keep ------- high on the faith, down, two, twenty eight.
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When youre livin on the street, your best friends are your feet.
Pagers hummin'
Took a bullet in the knee, for stealin a CD.
Pagers hummin'
It's so hard to have a gun, aimed right at your son.
Pagers hummin'
Once again he tore his clothes, and got a broken nose.
Pagers hummin' (Chorus )
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And he's found, all the strings, he can pull, business as usual.
Small, time, is fine, if youre new, with nothin else to do.
Beasts, in a cage, there's no hidin the rage, on an ice, ale, afternoon.
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(Chorus )
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Now he's down, and he says it's all good.
But he'd leave, here, if he could.
Now he's down, and he says it's all good.
But he'd leave, here, if he could.
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(Chorus )-(Guitar Solo, No Vocals)
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