Everything That's Good

by Blair Packham

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words and music by Blair Packham Everything that’s good about the world Could fit on the head of a pin I’d use it to prick the bubble of resentment And jealousy I feel for him Everything that’s good about the world Is concentrated in her grip Hands wrapped around my nearly bursting heart As she prods me with a fingertip Everything that’s good: Stand up and be counted I’m losing my faith And I’m losing it fast Everything that’s good: I took it for granted Always believe ∏d it would last ‘Til I met that girl I thought I knew Everything that’s good about the world I spent my chances Like change in my pocket Without thinking that they were gone Hope sprang eternal ‘Til hope sprang a leak Now how will I get along? Everything that’s good about the world Disappears when I think of how He waltzed in while my head was spinning ‘round And won her heart somehow Everything that’s good about the world Means nothing ‘til I break his hold Revenge is fine in an overheated moment But is so often sweeter cold Everything that’s good: Stand up and be counted... © 1992 No. 1 Imperfects (SOCAN)
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Weird to You 03:07
words and music by Blair Packham & Arlene Bishop Doesn’t it seem weird to you The more unlikely the more it’s true Like stepping through a looking-glass now, baby Everything is upside-down But as long as I have you around This world of ours just doesn’t seem so crazy Is it chemical The way I feel the pull Of your moon Is it gravity Or insanity that brought You here tonight Now doesn’t it seem weird to you The more unlikely the more it’s true Like stepping through a looking-glass now, baby Everything is upside-down But as long as I have you around This world of ours just doesn’t seem so crazy Like a big parade Or a hand grenade You’re impressive I’m a racing car You’re a mason jar Full of gasoline How you came to me I may never know You’re a mystery A sweet simile Like a thunderclap Or a blasting cap Unlikely but it’s true Now doesn’t it seem weird to you The more unlikely the more it’s true Like stepping through a looking-glass now, baby Everything is upside-down But as long as I have you around This world of ours just doesn’t seem so crazy © 2000 No.1 Imperfects/The Twelve Steves {SOCAN}
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She Just Is 04:07
words and music by Blair Packham Fifteen miles from where the future was That’s where I grew up I was only half an hour’s drive away Independent I proclaimed myself King of all I saw When I met her I knew I would abdicate I can’t explain just what I see Though she means everything to me She is definition-proof Words are just not equal to her If I were asked how I’d define her On a questionaire or quiz I’d take the path of least resistance: She just is Maybe up in heaven someday Somebody can make a list For only in Eternity Would I have the time To tell you all she means to me I know what she is One look and it’s confirmed: She just is I can’t explain just what I see Though she means everything to me She’s above and way beyond What there can be no limit on God made no man or woman perfect I guess the final word is His Well as close as God allows, She Just Is © 1991 No. 1 Imperfects
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words & music by Blair Packham & Suzie Vinnick Been around for long enough to know, baby I could never ever let you go Any thing you want I would surely do Now I’m crying a river for you For seven days and for seven nights, baby Trying to see how we could make it right Ever since you told me you and I were through I been crying a river for you Whoa, crying a river for you Crying a river A river of years There’s enough that we could sail away I’m drowning in these tears Crying a river A river for… You and I together on this boat, baby Trying to see just how we might stay afloat Any storm we’d face somehow we’d pull through Now I’m crying a river for you Crying a river A river of years There’s enough that we could sail away I’m drowning in these tears Crying a river Crying a river A river of years There’s enough that we could sail away I’m drowning in these tears Crying a river
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There’s no audience At nearly five a.m. I’m down the road with no one special But it’s quite a show It’s no one that you’d know She’s got seven rings on her right hand It’s Sunday morning: I was wondering what to do Should I pray or smoke another roman candle It’s Sunday morning: I was wondering if you knew Baby, I just called to see if I could get through Well, you know me And you know I’ve tried To put the very best foot forward---but I don’t know ‘Cause I lost my coat Out on the 404 And it seems happy hour just won’t quit Sunday morning... I worked the room ‘Til the place was in a shambles I was shown the door But I couldn’t find the handle So I stumbled on Two more sweaty hours Time enough to pop the question--to myself But I lost my nerve And the answer’s plain: Sixty-eight from ninety-five leaves seventeen Sunday morning I was wondering what to do Should I pray or smoke another roman candle It’s Sunday morning I was wondering if you knew Baby, I just called to see if I could get through © 1995 No. 1 Imperfects / peermusic Canada Ltd.
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NV 03:40
Envy the sadness, envy the laugh Envy the future, envy the past Envy the daylight, envy the night Envy the left then, envy the right Envy the shy but is pride such a sin? I’d like to die with a shit-eating grin Envy suspicion, envy the truth Envy superstition, envy the proof Envy first to leave, envy the last Envy the slow to love, envy the fast Envy the woman that I’ve never met I want her lover asleep in my bed I want it, I want it all Envy the circumstance, envy the luck Envy the analyst, envy the nut Envy the cancer, envy the cure Envy the tainted, envy the pure Envy the worker who gets so much done I’d rather lie here and sleep in the sun I want it, I want it all Tastemakers, world shapers Crowd pleasers and scenesters The big boss the big shots Not have nots, not have nots Envy the idol, envy the god Envy the prophet, envy the fraud Envy the apple, envy the taste Envy the Angel with the eighteen inch waist Envy the judge who knows right from wrong Pity the singer who brought you this song © 1998 No. 1 Imperfects / The Twelve Steves (SOCAN)
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She says it’s a mystery And maybe it is It may not be history But the story is his And Lucy played a bit part Waiting in the wings For the telephone or anything Where do you stand, Lucy? Where you began or here with me? Tuesday’s come and gone and still he hasn’t called I think that you should come on home to me By Monday her innocence Was put to the test She caught him by accident But nevertheless My Lucy knew he’d have a story up his sleeve So she waited for his make-believe…come on Where do you stand, Lucy? Where you began or here with me? Tuesday’s come and gone and still he hasn’t called I think that you should come on home to me And Lucy longs to be the star in his eyes If he could only see past the glare That is cast by his own brilliant light Where do you stand, Lucy? Where you began or here with me? Tuesday’s come and gone and still he hasn’t called I think that you should come on home to me
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words and music by Blair Packham Well, I didn’t forgive you When I told you that I would And I didn’t forget you Though we both agreed I should But Paris is burning And we must make our escape It is said cats have nine lives While men have only three: The private life The public life The one lived in secrecy But Paris is burning And the truth will be revealed People laugh at me They smile and joke I’m still working on this concrete boat Will it sink or will it float? Take my hand: we’ll sail downstream Sometimes chances are taken Sometimes chances are refused Sometimes madness overtakes you When all your chances have been used But Paris is burning And the streets are running red Paris is burning... © 1997 No. 1 Imperfects (SOCAN)
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words and music by Roger Marsh & Blair Packham I had a dream That everything was beautiful The sky was a blue I’d never seen And as I walked The road to discovery It came to me at once: This was no dream The mind unconscious Or the mind asleep A secret garden of the words you speak (But when all the talking’s done...) I see Further than I think That’s why I think I cannot see Down the endless road I see Further than I think So I’m distracted by the end Down that endless road The road to discovery I saw a door With a mirror on the outside And a key in the lock Waiting to be turned And so I did: My reflection unreliable I was left to wonder Just what I’d learned Am I a crease on your pillow Or just a ringing phone Are all my questions cutting close to the bone (I’ve really got to know...) I see Further than I think... Now I’m turning down your street With an address And a feeling of cold feet Will you warm me? I see Further than I think... © 1992 No. 1 Imperfects / Two Tigers Music (SOCAN / PRS
10.
I Don't Know 02:41
All we know is all we see All the rest is a mystery Do the clouds reach for the ground? Does the silence yearn for sound? I don’t know? All we want is everything Everything the world was meant to be Do the leaves hold to the tree? Does the shore belong to the sea? I don’t know A million stars hang up in the sky And every one of them has been wished on Once or twice I’m glad my wish came true You belonged to me And I belonged to you All we love is all we have And all the rest is up for grabs Will you love me like you said? Will you stay with me ‘til death? I don’t know I don’t know but I hope so I don’t know but I hope so

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My first release since the breakup of The Jitters in 1991. The Toronto Star called it "superbly crafted pop...tuneful, honest, sharp-witted, and performed with style and confidence."

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released May 30, 2000

Produced by Blair Packham and Michael Phillip Wojewoda with Jeremy Darby. Engineered and mixed by Jeremy Darby at Canterbury Music, Toronto, ON, Canada.

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Blair Packham Toronto, Ontario

Thirteen years after his last release (2004’s “Could’ve Been King”), Blair Packham has returned with a collection of clever and always satisfying songs, called “Unpopular Pop.” A bit Beatle-y, with shades of Elvis Costello, Blair’s new songs are undeniably all his. He made the record at home and then called on Ron Sexsmith and ex-Barenaked Ladies’ Steven Page to make vocal appearances. ... more

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