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Incognito
03:49
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They used to laugh at Peter Parker
Just like you’re all laughing at me
I might have spiderwebs up my sleeve now
Maybe soon, you will see
Why do you make fun of my glasses?
Keep it up, you’ll be pulverized
These aren’t just any old glasses
I’m Scott Summers in disguise
They beamed me down to that playground
They dropped me off where nobody cared
And I thought if I could talk like Kevin Conroy
Maybe I’d be a little less scared
Thought if I could talk like Kevin Conroy
Maybe I wouldn’t be so scared
I might be a Jedi incognito
Stranger in a stranger land
I swat stormtroopers like mosquitoes
Don’t make me wave my hand
I’m Jim Kirk on a strange planet
I’ve got to come up with a plan
I wish you could get me out of here, Scotty
But that’s not what the plot demands
They beamed me down to that playground
They dropped me off where nobody cared
And I thought if I could talk like Kevin Conroy
Maybe I’d be a little less scared
Thought if I could talk like Kevin Conroy
Maybe I wouldn’t be so scared
I think it’s time I made a stand now
I think it’s time to put fear aside
I think you need to lower that fist now
It might be clobberin' time
They beamed me down to that playground
They dropped me off where nobody cared
And I thought if I could talk like Kevin Conroy
Maybe I’d be a little less scared
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The Blue Van
03:44
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Whatever happened to that kid called Nelson?
The teacher said he moved to Taiwan
One day he was the king of the spelling bee
And the next day, that kid was just gone
And the blue vans rolls and your mother’s worried
If you’re gonna walk home, you better hurry
Home
Better hurry home
Sandy was strolling home with Bon Jovi
In every schoolgirl’s favorite kind of daydream
When she woke herself up to look both ways
She saw it cruising by and began to scream
And the blue van rolls and your mother’s worried
If you’re gonna walk home, you better hurry
Home
Better hurry home
Peter swore he saw it down by the park
Circling around like a desperate shark
So he ran home and told his father the cop
Now he’s under orders to be in before dark
And the blue van rolls and your mother’s worried
If you’re gonna walk home you better hurry
Home
Better hurry home
Was there ever any proof of a crime
Or was it just the product of our paranoia?
Irrational fear, a sign of the times
An urban legend of a child-destroyer?
And the blue van rolls and your mother’s worried
If you’re gonna walk home you better hurry
Home
Better hurry home
You know you better hurry home
You’ve got to hurry home
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Grandpa
07:26
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Marlboro ashes mingled with the sawdust on the cellar floor
As he told me how the Mets had lost again the night before
And he was mighty sure that someday he would meet the Lord
And all he asked of music was Johnny Cash and some chords
As a child, he found a pencil that brought his dreams to life
But he was called to war, and when he came home he took a wife
So he set out to work with a hammer under the hot American sun
Andover time, his skin grew red, and he lifted many tons
He lived his life by a simple code
And maybe that was all he needed to know
If you see a man’s in trouble, what you’ve got to do is lend a hand
And if you see that the Nazi’s are coming, what you’ve got to do is make a stand
Look for the beauty of nature wherever you may roam
But if you happen to walk through mud, don’t you ever bring it home
With quiet strength he tried to tell me all about this world
And one summer day, we upset a vicious hidden swarm
He shielded me from those buzzing awful flying things
And I ran away unharmed as he took a hundred stings
Dark was the coffee that he had to start his day
And if you dared offer him tea, you can be damn sure he’d push it away
And just the sight of chicken made his belly sore
Ever since the whole platoon was poisoned in the war
He lived his life by a simple code
And maybe that was all he needed to know
If you see a man’s in trouble, what you’ve got to do is lend a hand
And if you see that the Nazis are coming, what you’ve got to do is make a stand
Look for the beauty of nature wherever you may roam
But if you happen to walk through mud, don’t you ever bring it home
He had such pride and joy in his old Chevy truck
And he earned everything he had, with no reliance on luck
If he stumbled upon Bonanza, you can be sure he’d stay on the channel
For his taste in TV matched his ever-present flannel
From the time I was born, until the time when I was twelve
He taught me to always try to find the best in myself
And I avoided his funeral, just couldn’t face him that way
I wanted to remember him from all those better days
He lived his life by a simple code
And maybe that was all he needed to know
If you see a man’s in trouble, what you’ve got to do is lend a hand
And if you see that the Nazis are coming, what you’ve got to do is make a stand
Look for the beauty of nature wherever you may roam
But if you happen to walk through mud, don’t you ever bring it home
And I grew something like him, but different than he ever was
But I hope he’d be proud to see the work I’ve done
Perhaps we’d agree on what’s wrong, or maybe debate what was right
But I hope he’d be proud if he could see me tonight
He lived his life by a simple code
And maybe that was all he needed to know
If you see a man’s in trouble, what you’ve got to do is lend a hand
And if you see that the Nazis are coming, what you’ve got to do is make a stand
Look for the beauty of nature wherever you may roam
But if you happen to walk through mud, don’t you ever bring it home
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4. |
Go
03:24
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She’s right across the street, you coward
But you just sit here wasting hours
Go!
Find your guts and go
Stop writing her name in your notebook pages
People meet all the time, it doesn’t take sages
To know!
Spread your wings and go
There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home
Tell her about those Aerosmith tickets
Just throw yourself right into the thick of it
Go!
Just take her to the show
Don’t let her end up with the villain
She’ll be a prisoner of him and his children
Go!
Help her just say no
There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home
Someday you’ll stop this silly suffering
Right around the time you learn to sing
Just know
That someday you will grow
You’ll step down from your throne of dirt
And you won’t let the innocent get hurt
And so
Someday you will know
There are no leagues
There are only people
And most of us don’t want to be alone
We all die at the end
So everything’s equal
And on the way we try to find a home
Home
Go and find your home
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Aaron Smith Ringwood, New Jersey
At the age of 39, Aaron Smith took his old guitar out of the closet after 15 years, turned the skills he'd learned as a novelist toward lyric writing, learned to sing, and wrote and recorded his first EP, "Red Wolf Mist" over the course of the years 2016 to 2019. His second album, "Sand in the Hourglass" was released in August of 2021. ... more
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