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Forget About Me
03:37
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I got the gumption to give in and say it wasn’t you it’s me
And we’ll peruse the list of things I’ll never be
’Til you forget about me
And if I see you on the street, you rest assured you won’t be shunned
We’ll say it’s mutual to your friends and everyone
And they’ll instill you with their wit and wisdom of histories undone
’Til you forget about me
Forget the arguments that neither of us won
Forget positioning to take a second run
You’ll find another one to sail you to the sun, uh huh
’Til you forget about me
I got the gumption to give in and say it wasn’t you it’s me
And we’ll peruse the list of things I’ll never be
We’ll put some time between the things to come and what will never be
’Til you forget about me
’Til you forget about me
’Til you forget about me, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
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Patterson Brown
04:14
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Good morning Patterson Brown
Put your feet on the floor when you hear the sound
Gotta wake for the day and the bills to pay, so come on
Trip on the stairs you go down
That’s the last of the milk as it hits the ground
Have to grab on the way or ’til noon you’ll wait, so come on
And it’s all you can do with the life that’s been selected for you
Making your way into town
Got a handful of people you can’t let down
Lest the gravity break what your conscience praises, come on
Selling your minutes for means, in the trade that you made with the bits you gleaned
While depravity prays and the privileged play, so come on
And it’s all you can do with the life that’s been selected for you
Something save me, come on
Have I found nothing
Give it away for an hourly rate
Something save me, come on
Have I found nothing
Reading the faces in the life that’s been selected for you
While you’ll maybe cover Maslow’s needs
You’ll delay what you make if you plant those seeds
But today you will stay and be paid
While you’re sheltered in the safety of the life that’s been selected for you
Good morning Patterson Brown
Put your feet on the floor when you hear the sound
Gotta wake for the day and the bills to pay so come on
And it’s all you can do with the life that’s been selected for you
All you can do with the life that is true
And it’s all you can do with the life that’s been selected for you
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3. |
Another Note
03:45
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Well I can see you need a friend, You’re in luck again,
even I’ll say with you, and somehow miss another note
‘Cause I consider you a friend, but a special friend,
given everything we do, don’t know what I don’t know
Even lesser tonight to know
‘Sider you a friend, not a pressure friend
and at the end of the week, things I don’t, I don’t know
As you lay and act, and that’s enough, and when you’re feeling done
An effervescent curer lies sometimes
Cause I consider you a friend, but a happy friend
I want to be with you when you’re lilting or somber
Another bushel and I pay for a better way
And I believe if you don’t, It’s on time
Give another word and lead me through, now, yeah you do
Whether the ancients do or don’t know, chilling
Due to maybe make memories of you
And I’ll be 10 years old every time I go
another day with you, special friend
another day with you, special friend
another day with you, let it take me, and I’ll be saving
another day with you, special friend
Even though I may get nervous too, with you, my special friend
I will retain those privileges, and you might not mean
even what you’re doing to me, you, special friend
And I can lay with you, you you you you, special friend
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4. |
Streetcar
04:20
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(Whistle)
Well I’m standing in a streetcar line, waiting for a ride,
maybe we can decide a way to make the most of a new day
And I’m wondering how it’s gonna be, if we make it to the end
leave me better than you find me, maybe share my joie de vivre
And then soon enough and off the cuff,
and it’s plain to see, and I’m realizing it ain’t me
(Whistle)
Well I’m standing in a hot dog line, waiting for the relish,
maybe to embellish the way she drinks or smokes so there are no jokes
And I’m wondering how it’s gonna be when I introduce the friends,
maybe make amends as I see fit for what they mean to me
And then soon enough and off the cuff,
and it’s plain to see, and I’m realizing it ain’t me
(Whistle)
Take a little walk in my shoes, ‘cause I,
I live for living, and not for the news, and (no/oh),
we won’t live forever, and maybe just part, so know
You’ll do best for knowing what won’t work right from the start
(Whistle)
Well I’m standing in streetcar line
Waiting for you to go, and I guess you know
the ins and outs and all the doubts
And it doesn’t mean a thing my friend
when we say “I might call you, we should get together again”
Won’t follow up on the loose ends
And then soon enough and off the cuff,
and it’s plain to see, and I’m realizing it ain’t me
Realizing it ain’t me
(ghost whistle)
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Roving Reporter Seattle, Washington
Roving Reporter is the Seattle-based project of American Indie Rock singer-songwriter and New Orleans native Brett Barrilleaux.
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