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You (Yeah, You)
03:13
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You, yeah, you: this song’s about you
I said that all the others were
But that wasn’t really true
You, yeah, you: this song’s about you
Please don’t be alarmed
It’s ‘cause I really miss you sometimes
I hope that that’s forgivable
And I know it isn’t logical
But when something pretty magical
Just turns to dust…
You, yeah, you: this song’s about you…
It’s nothing that I mean to chase
Just something that I had to say
Before you turn and walk away
This one’s for you
You, yeah, you: this song’s about you…
Sometimes I got so mad
Pissed off at you, sad with you
But now that that’s gone away
I can turn and say I miss you
I bet you find it comical
And think that I’m impossible
Though very much predictable
By coming ‘round at all
You, yeah, you: this song’s about you…
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I don’t know why I feel this way
Everything went upsy-daisy
When the kitten came around
Everything she do just drive me crazy
Every move and every sound
If I had my head on straight
I’d turn and walk away
I don’t know why I don’t
Don’t know why
I don’t know why I feel this way
I admit I made a beeline
When she rubbed against my leg
She’s such a sleek and slinky feline
She purred and ran away
When kitten arches her back
My train gets knocked off track
And I don’t know why
I knew the kitten is hot
But I never ever thought
She'd make me sweat
With tomcats scratching down her door
My body’s achin’ and I want some more
Is it love floatin’ in the air
Or kitten posing in her underwear?
Everything went upsy-daisy
When the kitten came around
Everything she do just drive me crazy
Every move and every sound
If I had my head on straight
I’d turn and walk away
I don’t know why I don’t
Don’t know why
When kitten arches her back
My train gets knocked off the track
Don’t know why I don’t
Don’t know why
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© 2017 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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Proof
03:17
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Man’s a funny creature
He wants spiritual insurance
He’ll turn to the preacher
For his immortal reassurance
He’ll proclaim undying faith
While filled with doubt and pain
When all the proof he’ll ever need
Is all around him
In the name of his god’s heaven
He’ll destroy his earthly kingdom
The world that he was given
The gift that his god gave him
His self-righteous self-destruction
Born of doubt and cynicism
When all the proof he’ll ever need
Is all around him
The light reflecting off a million motes of dust
The wondrous communion shared in music
The beauty of a clear blue sky
Makes me have to wonder why
The sacredness of our existence
Still needs proving
You want proof of god’s existence?
Adopt an orphan, have a baby
Or fall in love without resistance
No conditions in your heart
And when disaster strikes and mistakes are made
Watch strangers band together
And all the proof you’ll ever need
Is all around us
The light reflecting off a million motes of dust…
One love, one heart
Turns to another in the dark
And in a second, in a moment
In a flash, in a spark
All the proof you’ll ever need
Is all around us
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© 2009 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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Other Side
03:35
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People get ready I might be unsteady
Been walking a straight but narrow line
It’s time for a change, time to make new arrangements
I want to go back to the other side of life
The glass was half-empty surrounded by plenty
I was making up reasons to grouse and gripe
I finally decided to give in and try it
I’d better aspire to the other side of life
I tried walking alone for some time
I’m trying to find my way home
All the signs I see keep leading me back
To the other side
Day-to-day winners, the saint or the sinner
I watched them parade with a bitter grin
I envied the thunder of hundred-hit wonders
In the warmth of the sun on the other side of life
I tried walking alone for some time…
To the other side…
Now I look for good omens and teachable moments
I bet my whole life on a shooting star
I’m happy to say in my own modest way
That I seem to have crossed to the other side of life
I tried walking alone for some time...
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© 2010 No. 1 Imperfects/Sony-ATV {SOCAN}
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Enough Is Never Enough
03:11
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Ego-surfing down every thread
There’s an image of me or something flattering said
Of course I had to let it go to my head
I surrendered to all the love
Bleary-eyed and tweeting away
I got two million new hits just from today
Don't read the comments don't care what they say
I surrender to only the love
Sitting neat in my hotel suite in the nude
I've scaled the heights under sparkling brights
Now I’ve done all there is to do
A million compliments made it true
And though sometimes, sure, I remember you
Kissing me before the cheques came through
When enough was almost enough
Pundits and the polls never get it right
My attention span disappeared the other night
Is it time yet to trade in the wife?
‘Cause enough is never enough
Sitting neat in my hotel suite in the nude
I've scaled the heights under sparkling brights
Now I’ve done all there is to do
I see the world without looking up
As I gargle champagne from the bathroom cup
I've always said enough is never enough
And I’ve done all there is to do
Do doo doo doo doo doo doo doo…
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© 2017 No. 1 Imperfects/Tea Guy Music (SOCAN)
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Where Does the Time Go
03:57
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That weeping willow’s got nothin’ on me
I start to tremble at the slightest breeze
Hiding under covers, lost in my bed
That same old song’s going ‘round in my head
Second-guessing second chances
As the seconds slip away
And where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Can anybody say?
Stacks of dishes that are filling the sink
Long letters I mean to write in invisible ink
Phone calls from friends
Who have forgotten my name
And everyone assures me we all feel the same
Disapproval, disappointment, too
I’ll only let you down
But where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Can anybody say?
Grow up
Make a choice
Just decide
Use your voice
And climb out of that hole
That’s what they tell me
But I don’t know anymore
And where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
know?
Can anybody say?
(Is anybody there?)
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© 2016 No. 1 Imperfects (SOCAN)
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My usual excuses
Are usually enough
But tonight my biggest critic
Is made of stronger stuff
If you ask me for my story
Then you say it’s all a bore
Then, baby, what'd you come here for?
Subtext kinda baffles me:
What is it that you mean?
Tell your truth directly, please
And free of mystery
I’m sick and tired of asking
I won’t beg but I’ll implore:
Baby, what'd you come here for?
Baby, what’d you come here for?
To sit me down and tell me how your heart got torn?
Baby, what’d you come here for?
Were you expecting we’d add up
Like two and three makes four?
Your expectations aren’t my business
And I won’t change for you no more
So baby, what'd you come here for?
I’ve wrestled tinhorn tyrants
Drawing lines across the sand
And bettered backroom bullies
Shaking babies, kissing hands
I hate to play the victim
After winning every war
So baby, what'd you come here for
Baby, what’d you come here for?
To sit me down and tell me how your heart got torn?
Baby, what’d you come here for?
Were you expecting I’d add up
Like two and three makes four?
Your expectations aren’t my business
And I won’t change for you no more
So baby, what'd you come here for?
My usual excuses
Are usually enough
But tonight my biggest critic
Is made of stronger stuff
If you ask me for my story
Then declare it all a bore
Baby, what'd you come here for?
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© 2017 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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Fast-Talking Johnny
04:40
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He’s a fast-talking Johnny, a Jack-of-all-trades
He’s a good-time Charlie whose future is made
Spending valuable party time
Handing out the same old lines
To giggling, middle-aged ladies
He’s a one-trick pony, a horse with no name
He’s a slippery eel who knows just who to blame
When circumstances start to close in
When the wicket gets sticky again
And those ladies they start to complain
I don’t know what you’re talking about
I don’t know what you’re talking about
I don’t know what you’re talking about
I don’t know what you mean
I don’t know what you mean at all
He’s an ego on wheels spinning stuck in the snow
And when he gets moving he’s soon out of control
Still, he shrugs off concern from his friends
Who shake their heads and pretend
That the party won’t come to an end
I don’t know what you’re talking about…
He’s a sorry sack of shit, a bag of old bones
He’s a dollar-store Romeo you can’t reach on the phone
‘Cause his wife she would object
And he’d lose all self-respect
The little he still has left
I don’t know what you’re talking about…
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© 2014 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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If You Were Mine
03:22
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I need to know what I should do
I need to know what I should do
I can’t let go but I can’t keep holding on
I want to hold you, keep you safe
Take my hand, we could run away
(They’re not just empty words in a foolish song)
But if you were mine the stars would shine
So much brighter
If you were mine I wouldn’t mind if storms would blow
Rain could come and go as long as we’re together
I long for you with every breath
Every thought, every little death
But I wonder if you ever long for me
But if you were mine the stars would shine
So much brighter
If you were mine I wouldn’t mind if storms would blow
Rain could come and go as long as we’re together
I don’t blame you: you belong to someone else
I can’t change you: the only choice you’ve left for me
Is to look out for myself
I need to know what I should do
I need to know what I should do
I can’t let go but I’m barely holding on
But if you were mine the stars would shine
So much brighter
If you were mine I wouldn’t mind if storms would blow
Rain could come and go as long as we’re together
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© 2013 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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It's A Long Way Down
03:46
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Sliding down the slippery slope
It’s a long way down, a long way down
I could use a hand or maybe some rope
It’s a long way down, a long way down
I fall in love too easily:
I get dizzy from the height, too blind to see
That when I land eventually
Well, it’s such a long way down
The slide begins with a single kiss
It’s a long way down, a long way down
And I know even before she touches my lips
It’s a long way down, a long way down
I could make friends with gravity
I could just let go, start fallin’ free
And maybe that’s just the entrance fee
But it’s such a long way down
And what am I so afraid of
I might fly I might soar
With the one I adore
And when they call it
“Falling in love”
Well, it’s just a metaphor, isn’t it?
Just a metaphor
I fall in love too easily:
I get dizzy from the height
Too blind to see
That when I crash eventually
It’s such a long way down
But I guess I’ll give it one more chance
It’s a long way down, a long way down
Stop being a wallflower and join in the dance
It’s a long way down, a long way down
Start moving forward and stop just making plans
Start giving back and stop making demands
Stop thinking of myself as a victim of circumstance
Start asking my heart and not just my pants
But it’s such a long way
Such a long way down
Oh it’s such a long way
Such a long way down
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© 2011 No. 1 Imperfects {SOCAN}
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11. |
Loved By You
04:04
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I don’t know what I’ve been doing
And I don’t know where I went wrong
And I don’t know that I will ever, ever know
Just when it seems that the answer
Must be out on the horizon
It disappears every time that I get close
And that mirage is my torment
As I wonder what it all meant
From the words I said to ones I never spoke
Every nighttime turns to dawn
Every day will turn to dusk
But I can’t seem to move on
Even though they say I must
Every sinner has a future
Every saint has a past
People change
Well, many people do
But they weren’t loved by you
Second-guessing big decisions
Rarely setting any goals
Merely letting life just wash all over me
Confused about my purpose
Not even sure if I possess one
Only half-convinced I should just let it be
The past it can’t be sifted
Through your fingers just like sand
Trying to find the gold amongst the dirt
Every nighttime turns to dawn…
And I don’t need a watch to know the time
And I don’t need a map to know just where I am
I’m nowhere without you
Every nighttime turns to dawn…
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© 2014 No. 1 Imperfects (SOCAN)
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Blair Packham Toronto, Ontario
New album "The Impossible Dream" coming soon! Thirteen years after 2004’s “Could’ve Been King," Blair Packham returned with a collection of clever and heartfelt songs, called “Unpopular Pop.” A bit Beatle-y, with shades of Elvis Costello, Blair’s 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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