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San Diego
03:29
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San Diego, you've still got something to say
Don't let yourself get swallowed by LA
When I went there with you I felt the quiver of doubt in your kiss
But don't worry dear, I'm a perfectionist
And if you think I'll settle for less
Well you're wrong, I want to be your absolute best
Departure flights at midnight, San Diego in the distance all alone
I try to explain that your heart is my home
I kiss you at the terminal as it's time for us to say goodbye
You turn around once again as we catch each other's eyes
And if you think I'll settle for less
Well you're wrong, I want to be your absolute best
You're wrong, I want to be your absolute best
Hold on dear
Hold on dear
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Hold on dear
I'll make it clear
That no one else could love you like I do
San Diego, you're so far away from home
With your red and green lights
And your wrought-iron bones
And if you think I'll settle for less
Well you're wrong, I want to be your absolute best
And if you think I'll settle for less
Well you're wrong, I want to be your absolute best
San Diego, you're so far from home
San Diego, you're so far
San Diego, you're so far from home
So far, so far
So far from home
So far
So far from home
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2. |
The Alamo
03:22
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I'll lower down my bitter shield
Take off my winter clothes
Davy Crocket called and invited me
To a place called Alamo
But tonight I don't want any trouble
Tonight I don't want any trouble
I just want to swim with you tonight
Smell the river in your hair
I'm too tired to go on, too sad to fight
Too old to hunt the bear
And tonight I don't want any trouble
Tonight I don't want any trouble
Tonight I don't want any trouble
Trouble called and I just ignored
Lately I've seen dark adventures
But now my greatest fear is getting bored
Davy called again, I think I'll take him up
On his offer for a damn good war
I'll meet him up tomorrow and we'll smoke cigars
Behind the Alamo doors
But tonight I don't want any trouble
Tonight I don't want any trouble
Tonight I don't want any trouble
I'm sick and tired of toothless smiles
I just want to kiss you tonight, Love
And cut this Jim Bowie act for a while
I know I'm the king of graceful failure
I rarely let my other sides show
But tonight it's you and me, my beautiful friend
And tomorrow I'll think of you
In the Alamo
Oh
But they'll remember
My Alamo
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3. |
College Town
03:03
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Oh college town
Dull and ancient
I am leaving
Today
With all your history
Please forget me
Hide your memories
All Away
With every brick you laid
Take your hate away
Call a truce
On yesterday
I am worn down
From a jealous town
I'm on my way now
All the way
There's a new life
Waiting for me
I think about it
Night and day
And I've been gone now
In my mind
For quite some time now
All the way
Weary as the bones
Beneath a tombstone
Take me where
I can lay
Away from college town
To the West land
Mountains canyons
All the way
There's nothing left but you for me
There's nothing left but you for me
Oh college town, you killed me
There's nothing left but you for me
There is nothing left but you for me
Oh college town, C'est la vie
C'est la vie
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4. |
California Nights
03:45
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I like you in my flannel shirt
And your messed up hair
The way you tantalize me
The way you stare
And it feels so good
It feels so good
It feels so good, so good, so good
Woah oh oh
California, can't you be just a little bit kinder
Woah oh oh
Everything is all I've got right now
Pacific Ocean
All night, eyes red
Highway One
And hotel beds
And it feels so good
It feels so good
It feels so good, so good, so good
Woah oh oh
California, can't you be just a little bit kinder
Woah oh oh
Every pretty girl I pass is a subtle reminder
Woah oh oh
Of California nights
Well it all seems backwards
From the west to the east
I hope you're thinking of me
Of me now
Woah oh oh
California, can't you be just a little bit kinder
Woah oh oh
Every pretty girl I pass is a subtle reminder
Woah oh oh
California nights
And it feels so good
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5. |
21st Century
05:57
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My heart isn't broken, it's frozen
In a century where I don't belong
Where spirited men are broken in
To a world that looks safe, but it's not
I've got battle scars on my skin
But not as many as I may deserve
I attempt to defend the spirit within
But I don't have the guts to really get hurt
And they say you could've done that in '68
But I'm forty-two years too late
And all of the painters that drank their own paint
To me they're patron saints
But I can't afford that fate
In the 21st Century
A victim of changing times
Missing letters in the neon signs
Every town that I pass is dead
Yes it's dead, not dying
And I wish that I could get stoned
'Til my eyes catch on fire
But every cop in the land says you can't get away anymore
And you'd better just go home
But they say you could've done that in '68
And I'm forty-two years too late
And all the poets who spat in society's face
To me they're patron saints
But I can't afford that fate
In the 21st Century
You say that you'll give me space
'Cause I don't have the time
For the white picket fences and things you deserve
But I cannot give
I've got battle scars on my skin
And you have been added to them
Oh, I wasn't quick in telling you
That I love you
And maybe we can negotiate
But I'm guessing that I'm to late
So I think that I'll go out to town tonight
And stay 'til I make myself break
Pull the reins on my fate
We still make mistakes in the 21st Century
We still make mistakes in the 21st Century
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6. |
Window Shopping
02:47
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I don't think about her that much
Why think of turmoil when at peace
I still don't know how I came to her world
I still don't know why I had to leave
Now I'm standing in a street mall
Wondering about her
Window shopping for a long lost lover
Window shopping for a long lost lover
I was a nervous wreck and a fine mess
A loose cannon in her arms
I drank and cussed and always denied
That we were doomed right from the start
And I never could figure out
Just what it was that she wanted from me
Window shopping for a long lost lover
Window shopping for a long lost lover, that's me
Window shopping for a long lost lover
A long lost lover
Losing someone
Is like a walking death
It's not easy to forget
And I haven't just yet
We all get like this sometimes
Strained eyes on a distant face
I bet she's walking tall right now
I bet she's walking in a higher place
Or is she standing in a street mall
Wondering about me
Window shopping for a long lost lover
Window shopping for a long lost lover, that's me
Window shopping for a long lost lover
A long lost lover
A long lost lover
A long lost lover, that's me
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7. |
Last Love
03:20
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Every night I lie in my bed
Tossing and turning from the noise in my head
Afraid that you might leave
I don't know what I would do then
But I'm never doing this with another again
If you happen to leave
Enough is enough
You could be my last love
Forever
But with you I can't help but hope
Make wishes on dandelions, catch tigers by their toes
I want you to stay
We make love, our ribcages intertwine
Play blind man's bluff in the faded moonlight
I want you to stay
Being with you is enough
You could be my last love
You should be my last love
Would you be my last love
Forever
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Shane Cooley Mollusk, Virginia
*photo by Bill Goodman
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