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Time to put up or shut up, I’m sick of waitin’ around
This is the last call, then I’m puttin’ my pedal down
You can’t call me selfish, and I won’t call you out
For leaving me hangin’
Here I am, starting all over all over again
I can’t stand starting all over all over again
Time to shit or get off the pot; get behind me or get outta’ the way
You know I’ll always love you, but I hate to say
That you’ve got your direction, and you know that I have mine
Instead of complaining
Here I am, starting all over all over again
Understand I’m starting all over all over again
Circumstance has me starting all over all over again
Here I am, starting all over all over again
Time to get rollin’, are you out or in?
You’re either gonna’ be with me, or this is the end
You had a thousand chances, but you blew them all
You’ve got three telephones, but never call
You like working me up, just to leave me cold
I ain’t givin’ up the ghost
Here I am, starting all over all over again
Understand I’m starting all over all over again
Circumstance has me starting all over all over again
Here I am, starting all over all over again
All over all over again
All over all over again
All over all over again
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Kiddin' Me
03:48
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Can’t pull no wool over my eyes
It’s so plain to see
A cheap disguise, and little white lies
Won’t get you very far with me
Save some face and face on up
To this heart you broke
Runnin’ amok and outta’ luck
Now you’re on the ropes
(shoulda’ thought before you spoke…)
Who do you think you’re foolin’?
You change so easily
Musta’ thought I was a shoe-in
You’ve gotta’ be kiddin’ me
Why do you do the things you do?
Won’t you ever learn?
No gasoline and a broken wing
You’re gonna’ crash and burn
You head to bed with anyone
Who let’s you get your way
Till you bore then they’re out the door
Leave ‘em in disarray
Who do you think you’re foolin’?
You change so easily
Musta’ thought I was a shoe-in
You’ve gotta’ be kiddin’ me
I think it’s time to wake up
Time to cut your loss
The show’s over, the credits roll
Come down from the cross
Your dreams are a man’s worst nightmare
Wrapped in a skin-tight dress
In low-light you look alright
But the mornin’ uncovers the mess
Who do you think you’re foolin’?
You change so easily
Musta’ thought I was a shoe-in
You’ve gotta’ be kiddin’ me
Who do you think you’re foolin’?
serendipity
whatcha’ think you’re provin’?
You’ve gotta’ be kiddin’ me
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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3. |
Ain't the Same
03:16
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Don’t assume I haven’t noticed things
Don’t insist that nothing here has changed
Don’t go acting like there’s nothing new
Don’t put me on like you used to do
You’ll never win this one
Watchin’ you come undone
You’ve got no place to run (and)
You ain’t the same as you used to be
You ain’t the same as you were
Can’t deny these miles between us now
Can’t sympathize cause I don’t know how
Can’t ignore we’re totally different people
Can’t believe I’m still standing here
Don’t care if you agree
I’ve waited patiently
Sick of complacency (and)
Things ain’t the same as they used to be
Things ain’t the same as they were
We ain’t the same but we live with it
No real good explanation but we ain’t the same
We ain’t the same…
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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I Don't Want You Now
04:23
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I was an awkward teen when I first met you
Saw you in the halls and we shared a class or two
To you I was just another goofy looking boy
In black t-shirts, black Chucks and corduroys
Deep down my heart was a-pounding
I was a live wire that needed a grounding
But would I ever have the guts?
It was driving me nuts
I sat beside you and I tried to catch your eye
Started talking and you thought I was an okay guy
When we went driving I was ten feet tall
Hangin’ out in the college town, and the mall
Wrote you a poem and read it aloud
You were my Venus from up in the clouds
You didn’t seem to get the hint
Might as well have said “get bent!”
Surprise, surprise
Look who’s come back into my life
But I can’t figure out just why and how
Surprise, surprise
I’m older and more wise
You didn’t want me then, and I don’t want you now
So I finally made my move and confessed
It felt all right but I never could’ve guessed
That you’d shoot me down, right outta’ the sky, with some kinda’ tripe
‘Bout your daddy not approving ‘cuz I’m just not the right type
That was pretty much the end of it
Didn’t act like it bothered you one damned bit
Left me standing in the rain
Never spoke to me again
Surprise, surprise
Look who’s come back into my life
But I can’t figure out just why and how
Surprise, surprise
I’m older and more wise
You didn’t want me then, and I don’t want you now
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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5. |
U Make it So Hard
04:04
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You, make it so hard, so hard to see, so so hard to believe
That what you’re doin’ to me, is done accidentally
And you, like playing games, it’s all the same and you know to me it ain’t nothin’ new
And it’s getting’ you nothin’
Can’t fake it, you know…
You make it so hard
So hard to let you go
So hard
So hard to say no
Can’t take it
You know you make it so hard
You get me up, then knock me down
Think you’re tough when you make me your clown
I’ve had enough, enough of you
Don’t let nobody else trample me the way that you do
With all the fussin’ and cussin’, and fightin’ and such
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
I never ever let a woman do me in
The rules they are a changin’, you know…
You make it so hard
So hard to let you go
So hard
So hard to say no
Can’t take it
You know you make it so hard
Cut me down, it’s like a breath of fresh air
When I look around and you’re not there
Shook me up cause ya’ know you can
Outta’ luck and I got no plan
A vicious cycle I’m stuck in
We’re both playin’ a game without a winner
You gotta’ get it outta’ your head
I’m finished, you see
You make it so hard
So hard to let you go
So hard
So hard to say no
Can’t take it
You know you make it so hard
I see you’ve come to your senses and we both can agree
To put an end to animosity
What say we make nice and let’s hit the lights
Drive each other crazy, you know…
You make it so hard
So hard to let you go
So hard
So hard to say no
Can’t take it
You know you make it so hard
You make it so hard
Too hard to stay, too hard to stray
So hard
I mean in every way
Can’t take it
You know you make it so hard
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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6. |
Vinegar & Piss
04:19
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When I was a wild-eyed youth I knew to stand my ground
I never followed & never led instead I simply hung around
Had big ambitions of a life of rock-n-roll
Disturbing visions, paralyzing fears of growing old
Knew it wouldn’t be easy, might be hit & miss
I had to keep that dream alive & stay full of vinegar & piss
Fast forward through a decade, I was still an average guy
A tax paying citizen, worked an honest 9-to-5
But on the weekends, man those were crazy nights
Raising hell onstage and the occasional drunken fight
It was only a matter of time, we’d do something with this
Gotta’ keep that dream alive & stay full of vinegar & piss
Wing-bars & wannabe stars made me realize
What it’s about & what it’s not
Juke-box cover-bands, dirty money changing hands
In that crooked scene you don’t have a shot
When vinegar & piss is all you’ve got
Here we are in the present day & I haven’t given in
Found a new direction by simply going back again
Back to the golden age when it was all still fun
We played to play & didn’t care about pleasing anyone
I’ll disregard the naysayers & their blissful ignorance
That dream is strong as ever & I’m still full of vinegar & piss
Yes, that dream is still alive & well, and I’m still full of vinegar & piss
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Hand Me Down Luv
04:37
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You want my conversation
You’re givin’ me nothing
Nothing but pain
I’ve got my inclination
I’m gonna be walking
Walking away
IT’S NOT SO BAD
IT’S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD WE KNOW OF
IT’S NOT AS BAD AS YOUR
HAND-ME-DOWN LOVE
I have my hesitations
It’s gonna be alright
I’m gonna’ be fine
And with these reservations
Won’t gimme’ affection
Won’t gimme’ no time
IT’S NOT SO BAD
I’VE SEEN THE WORST OF THE THINGS FROM ABOVE
IT’S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD YOU KNOW I’M TIRING OF
I DON’T WANT YOUR HAND-ME-DOWN LOVE
Just want a confirmation
Gimme’ an answer
Why dontcha’ gimme’ a chance
T’ru all this tribulation
I’m gonna’ be singin’
I’m gonna’ be dancin’
IT’S NOT SO BAD
I’VE SEEN THE WORST OF THE THINGS FROM ABOVE
IT’S NOT THE END OF THE WORLD YOU KNOW I’M TIRING OF
I DON’T WANT YOUR HAND-ME-DOWN LOVE
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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At first glance she was outta’ this world
Had a certain je ne sais quois compared to all the other girls
It didn’t take long to find, that she was outta’ her mind
That little voice in my head started yelling, telling me I’d better watch my behind (‘cause)
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, every day you see a little more showing
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, she doesn’t know if she’s coming or going now
One day she’s married and the next she’s on her own
Then she’s with someone for a couple of days but then she’s all alone
Thought she was quite nice, but something said to think twice
That little voice in my head got louder sayin’ “boy, here’s a piece of advice”
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, it’s very easy to see
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, that ain’t where you wanna’ be
She says she’s through with him, and sends him on his way
Twelve hours later she’s kissin’ him on her social page
So there you have it, it’s time for me to go
Is she for real or is it all just for show
Regardless of which, and regardless of my itch
That little voice in my head was right I’m getting away from this bitch
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, I think it speaks for itself
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, you’re better off anywhere else
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, or couldn’t you tell
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man, and it’s scary as hell
She’s gotta’ lotta’ baggage, man (repeat)
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Wait a Little Longer
04:17
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Well hello! How ya’ doin’? It’s been a few years
And those years have been kind if I may say so dear
My mind’s already thinking dirty things
But I’m puttin’ on my angel wings
I should be a good boy and show some respect
But dressed like you are what do you expect?
Patience’s virtue isn’t as fun as the sin
Here I go lookin’ like a fool again
Guess I’m just a glutton for your punishment
By the time I’ve came you’ve already went
Pickin’ up the pieces and cleanin’ up your mess
Makin’ you promises under duress
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
You flipped me upside down, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
You turned me inside out, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
You got me pacin’ back and forth like a dog on a fence
Waggin’ my tail when I catch your scent
Got me droolin’ when you ring your bell
Rattlesnake baby, keep shakin’ your tail
Never knew what the blues were until I met you
There’s a part of me that’s especially blue
Try to act cool but I give myself away
I’ve been waiting for this all day
Up till now I never thought I was a masochist
Let you rule with your velvet glove on an iron fist
It’s getting’ late and I really should be getting’ home
Don’t you think you should throw me a bone?
My, my, my…
Tell me why?
You flipped me upside down, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
You turned me inside out, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
Got me climing the walls, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
Tryin’ not to fall, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
Whatcha’ think that you’re tryin’ to do?
Got me doin’ everything that you want me to
Aintcha’ happy havin’ me at your beck and call?
Aintcha’ happy when you and me’s havin’ a ball???
You flipped me upside down, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
You turned me inside out, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
Got me climing the walls, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
Tryin’ not to fall, but I’ll wait a little longer for you
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Maybe the beginning is the best place to begin
I’m callin’ you collect from the pay phone of the county pen
I thought I could fix it all before you caught wind
Can’t go blamin’ this one all upon an evil twin
You know I need you there sometimes to kick me on the shin
Sorry Jen
I’ve been a bad boy again
I know this kinda’ thing can get under your skin
You get so sick of wond’rin where the hell I’ve been
Doesn’t do us any good to sit here and pretend
I’m fessin’ up and I admit she’s more than just a friend
Should’ve never hooked up with that girl I knew back then
Sorry Jen
I’ve been a bad boy again
I got carried away once more, much to your chagrin
I insist on playing games I know I’ll never win
I’m always looking for another rule that I can bend
Jen I know I’m the one to blame for the trouble I’m in
Here I stand before you humbled, tryin’ to make amends
Can’t help but stand here with this (dumb shiteatin’/stupidlooking) grin
Ain’t enough time on earth for all the wounds to mend
If you ever leave I know my life would surely end
Sorry Jen
I’ve been a bad boy again
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Dead on the Inside
05:24
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When you were a little girl, you had hopes and dreams
Anything was possible it seemed
All these dreams came crashing down, Prince Charming wasn’t there
Nobody seemed to care
Daddy wasn’t home that much and things got out of hand
Mommy couldn’t rein you in and didn’t understand
Got in with the wrong crowd and somehow lost control
And not long after that you lost your soul
And now, you’re dead on the inside
Just a shadow of your former self
Now, you’re dead on the inside
You’ve become somebody else
First it was some cheap wine, then the cigarettes
Then it was unprotected sex
Could’ve stopped at Mary Jane, and kept your sanity
But now you’re hooked on methamphetamine
Older men had money and sometimes a warm bed
And you had an addiction just crying to be fed
Simply takin’ off your clothes ain’t payin’ quite enough
And you know men will pay for other stuff
And now, you’re dead on the inside
You say there ain’t no turnin’ back
Now, you’re dead on the inside
You say it’s what it is, and that’s that
Here’s your one and only chance, be it fate of happenstance
Make your move, there’s no excuse to wait
You don’t have to live like this, don’t have to put yourself at risk
Let’s run like hell before it’s too late
Hoped I could convince you, but I must’ve failed
Your train is just too far derailed
If you change your mind tomorrow here’s where I can reached
I promise not to judge and not to preach
Before I leave I’m gonna’ walk you to your door
Now you have a reason not to do this anymore
I hope you really think about all the things I’ve said
You need to quit while you’re ahead
And now, you’re dead on the inside
And it’s just a matter of time
Now, you’re dead on the inside
And the outside ain’t that far behind
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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I’m a real go-getter, don’t get no better
I get what I want, yeah I get what I want
I say what I have to, whatever I have to
Don’t need no conscience, don’t need you killing my buzz
I wanna’ belong so I can exist
I wanna’go along so I can fit
I wanna’feel big so I beg for it
I wanna’ be right in the middle cause I’m an opportunist
Yeah I’m a real winner, cause I tell me so
I follow the leader, yeah I follow the leader
Betray my friends, to make better friends
Who needs talent, just need a coat to ride
I wanna’ wanna’ wanna’ wanna’ be legit
I wanna’ be looked up to by kids
I wanna’ piece of the pie without payin’ for it
I wanna’ make sure I don’t lose out to another opportunist
Can I carry your guitar for ya’?
Would you like a beer?
Hey, aren’t you celebrity?!?!?
Will you sign my CD right here?
Can I get a picture with you?
Remember way back when?
What can you do for me?
Oh I’m so important and special now!!!
I’m a real good liar, and I aspire
To be just like you, big and famous like you
I got no shame, no I got no shame
Audacity, is my middle name
I wanna’ be a part of all of this
I wanna’ be on your guest list
I wanna’ sit in, lemme’ grab my sticks
I wanna’ party-party-party till I’m pissed
I wanna’ have another adulterous tryst
I wanna’ ‘nother ass to kiss
I wanna’ get whatever I can get, I’m an opportunist!
©2011 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved
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Heath Lane
Heath Lane embraces the truest spirit of rock by being unafraid of speaking his mind at the risk of going against the grain. His lyrical method is often both clever and cynical, often striking a nerve or two with subject matter, and partners with irresistible hooks and melodies executed unlike any other. You WILL have at least one song stuck in your head after listening, guaranteed! ... more
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