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Into Talk Radio
03:54
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Into Talk Radio Joe Woodard
I’ve got a call into talk radio
I wanna be someone, somewhere out in the air
I wanna speak from the highest mountain
All from the comforts of my room, I’ve heard that
Two can really be as one
I’ve got this burning, deep sensation
If you could hear me now, you’d hear me out somehow
I’ve got a thing or two to say
I just want 15 minutes stretched into a life
Chorus
Two can really be as one
But think about the numbers of
Strangers in the wings who could
Tune in anytime to the radio
I know the hotline into cool
And when the hour is near, the detonation’s here
Trading off love for information
If words could kill, this place could be so peaceful
Two can really be as one
But think about the numbers of
Strangers in the wings who could
Tune in anytime to the radio
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Closet World
04:30
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Closet World Joe Woodard
I will meet you in some closet world
We’ll split the difference and the cost
I’ll partake of some potentially enchanting ritual
I’ll be anything and everything
I’ll wear a brave or tender face
As the clock is striking, closet worlds are closing up again
Chorus
You needed a friend
I came to your bitter ending
Party, make a toast
I’ll see you in a closet world (last x: I’ll free you in a closet world)
Jacarandas bloom on easy street
Here, trash bags dangle from the trees
We always cease to be amazed, these things should make us ill-at-ease
Taking refuge is a sweet revenge
If only for a day or two
I won’t call you by your name, if you won’t tell me what to do
Bridge:
Once you recognize a thrill, you’ll see
And know the meaning of the words
What will be will be will be
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Something for Nothing
04:44
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Something for Nothing Joe Woodard
Something for nothing, I'm dreaming of a place
Where someone massages your temple
And hums in your ear, a song you'd thought you'd forgotten
Some things will never be right, a perfect world
Only exists in illusion, You can color my days
But the black/white shades take the night train
Something for nothing, something for nothing
You weren't supposed to see the things you caught a glimpse of
You weren't supposed to remember
The sorrier states when the whole thing started to crumble
Something for nothing, something for nothing
A walk in the park, a flight from skeleton daymares
Something for nothing, I'm dreaming of a time
When nothing will fail in fruition
And a soft, smiling face prevails
Oasis, no stasis
Some things will always be right, no matter what
When you ignore all the landmarks
You can save me again
With a gentle nod of ascension
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Stinger
05:44
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Stinger Joe Woodard
I’ve got that woman in my head, like a stinger
A real dead ringer, for the real damn thing
She’s fingering my emotions, like a yo-yo
Gone rococo, just solid gone
Makes promises like threats, then turns to tender
I must surrender, I must be mad
Chorus
I’ve got a Jesus in my head, like a true believer
Should I leave her? Should I go to Him?
Jesus on the sideline, calling favors
I’ll call him up and ask him what she wants
I’ll call him up and ask him what she wants
You know everything that’s rising is converging
Like lovers merging, before a storm
She eats me up on Monday, calm by Tuesday
My good blues day, in fighting form
I’ve got that woman in my head, like a stinger
A real dead ringer, for the real damn thing
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Winding Way
04:39
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Winding Way Joe Woodard
They lived on Winding Way
Down by the park
Time flies in humble homes
Bought on a lark
Chorus:
They’re living in a dream that somebody else
Had oh so long ago
They’re drifting down a stream, like somebody else
Did oh so long ago
They got what they deserve
Some peace in the breeze
Of years spent in maintenance
Of family trees
They loved on Winding Way
Down for the count
Time flew, before they knew
The planet’s rebounding
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6. |
Tuesday Afternoon
03:58
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Tuesday Afternoon Joe. Woodard
Tuesday afternoon, I can't believe
You're coming soon, I'm here to tell you
Caught between a week of rocky starts
And bitter endings, all is well for now
The clouds have parted to reveal
The strangest colored sky, just like your eyes
Tuesday afternoon is getting better
After all, I'm here to tell you
Moody attitudinal conditions
In a poker-faced position
I'm trying to erase all traces of your face
And get back to submission
I'm thinking of a number between
One thing or another, here's a clue
On Tuesday afternoon, I'm getting better
After all, I'm here to tell you
Bridge
I could not see clearly long ago
Now was never-ending like a go-between
In ghostly chapters in unpublished novels
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7. |
Danger in Numbers
04:37
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Danger in Numbers Joe Woodard
There's a danger in numbers when you can't go to sleep
Without dreaming of villains and counting the black sheep
When the muchness surrounds you like
Strange faces caught in the storm
There's a thin white line keeping you from overloading
When the system shuts down on itself from corroding
From out of the blue comes an info parade
Set to do you in
Chorus
One tiny, one tiny sliver of light
Penetrates the dark looming blanket of night
One little, one little flicker is all that it takes
There's a danger is feeling such safety around you
If you fade in too fast, life could melt all around you
As the numbers start mounting, the feeling turns bitter again
There's a danger in numbers when you can't go to sleep
Without dreaming of villains and counting the black sheep
And the lessons you've learned tangle
Up in a ball of bad wisdom
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8. |
Wonder in the Backyard
04:02
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Wonder in the Backyard Joe Woodard
Chorus:
Asparagus gone wild
A wonder in the backyard
No understated underachiever, this
Asparagus gone wild, asparagus gone wild
verse
Just when you thought, you knew the rules
And everyone and everything did, too
There’s a rubber situation
God or voodoo in the cracks of everything is everything
Just when you thought, you got the game
And life behaves on ordinary plans
There’s a monster in the making
Jolly giant in the life of plants outside our happy home
Chorus
Water and soil, seeds and deliverance
A vegetable’s a minor miracle
But there’s a salivating envy
In the garden where the super spear yearns heavenward
Just when you thought, wonder had ended
You come upon surreal bodacity
Chalk it up to aberration
Talk it up as just a grandiose ambition of the soul
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Ruffriff
02:51
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The Dawning Of...
03:29
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The Dawning of… Joe Woodard
I keep holding on because there’s nothing else to do
In the dawning of the dawning of…
We’re just keeping up a good front, sadder than a clown
With a happy scowl, and a frowning joy
I’m not aware of what I’m wearing, thinner by the day
In the absence of the presence of
I keep holding on because you could say just because
In the dawning of the dawning of…
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12. |
The Greener End
03:10
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The Greener End Joe Woodard
You could talk until there's nothing to say
You could peer into the window of day
Coming down, bathed in sound
No better tonic to cauterize the wound
Than slinking toward the greener end
You could listen to the wind and that kind of thing
Get a notion, get a life, go for everything
Once removed, twice inspired
No better tonic to cauterize the wound
Than thinking of a greener end
Bridge
No better detour, no sexier delight
No "good to meetcha," no shame in wrong or right
Nothing tastes better than when you eat outside
No flies in the butter, no healthy compromise
You could sing beyond the point where someone's listening
Raise an anthem to the sun, was your awakening
You came along, bathed in song
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13. |
Boy Meets Girl
05:29
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Boy Meets Girl Joe Woodard
Boy meets girl, then the trouble begins
It's the story of the world through the foggiest lens
Sometimes you don't know a foe from a friend
Let alone the road to enlightenment
When boy meets girl, then boy meets girl
You get zipped lips on a trip down to the company store
Where greasy little pieces of news are slippin' 'round on the floor
You don't have to join in the chorus of geeks
Who get from day-to-day on the stories of freaks
Like boy meets girl, when boy meets girl
Live alone, stay at home, count your blessings
When you've got a broken telephone
When boy meets girl the sparks will fly
And the Smokey the Bear of the heart will keep a watchful eye
There's trouble ahead like the trouble behind
And there's trouble in the mind of the fool who dwells on
Boy meets girl
Oh, boy meets girl
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14. |
Another One
04:50
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Another One Joe Woodard
The good and young are dying every day
Whoops, there goes another one
You barely have the time to buy the
Flowers or a card, save two or three
There's many words the language has to bear
But I can't think of another one
If I say the same thing twice, it's just because
I'm learning how to say it right
Chorus
There's something over there
Just out of sight and out of reach
Greener pastures tickle toes
Of everybody else but me
Lips are meeting in the park of life
Young hearts are fluttering
It's not polite to watch with envy
Dwelling on the things you'd like to have
I loved you once, you'll love me once again
I will survive the other one
A taste for resolution in my brain
Keeps me in and out of being sane
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15. |
The Aim of Love
03:24
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The Aim of Love Joe Woodard
(dream-spawned song)
I'm coming to the name of love
I've been thinking in my sleep, and
Marveling at the game of love, and
Wondering 'bout the aim of love
Does it while away the years
Lost echoes in the name of love?
Chorus:
The aim of love
That ticking feeling tickling hours
The same for love
Gone heavenward, those hearty powers
Zeroed on the aim of love
Considering your lovely face
I'd be foolish to refrain from telling all
About our case, and
Wanting all the world to know
That love resided here and
Labored in the name of love
I'm coming to the name of love
I've been drinking in my sleep, and
Dizzied by the game of love
Encircling the subjects of...
Dizzied by the clouds, of
Wanting what I'm dreaming of
chorus/then:
The aim of love, the aim of love, the aim of love, the aim of love, the aim of love
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"Rock 'n' droll" band flapping, Flapping's "seeyoutonite," is the long-promised, long-labored-over follow-up to “Montgomery Street" (1996), the sophomore model after the debut album TEX (1995, as flapping, Flapping, FLAPPING). The core “band”--Tom Lackner and Joe Woodard--hosted a 20-strong guest list, including Bruce Winter, Glen Phillips, Parry Gripp, Zach Madden, Jesse Rhodes, and Todd Capps. ... more
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