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The Bottom Line
04:57
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You can read the news for a laugh
I read it when I need a good cry
Something so sad so predictable
Is known as just the bottom line
You can label me to be ignored
Dismiss me and my attitude
But I'd rather be forgotten
Then be anything like you
So I lock myself inside my room until I go insane
Disappear inside some crowd cuz we all look the same
Call me pessimistic cuz I'm being realistic
I don't like this world
I don't pretend to
I don't like this world
I don't intend to
That's the bottom line
I'm more than bored I'm beyond restless
Nothing ever changes I go the message
But that's no reason to be apathetic
No reason to pretend everything's just fine
I know what's expected of me is called the bottom line
Follow rules don't as questions live the normal lie
Call me pessimistic cuz I'm being realistic
(Chorus)
So I lock myself inside my room until I go insane
Disappear inside some crowd cuz we all look the same
I know what's expected of me is called the bottom line
Follow rules don't as questions live the normal lie
Call me pessimistic.....
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Too Much Time
02:41
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What if aliens came to earth and all they saw was Sting
Thinking 'wow they're pretty serious'
And they might go away
Why's the one who's getting hitched
So inappropriately named
If the bride has found her only one
Shouldn't it be the best man's wedding day
I've been spending too much time with myself
Too much time to think about the stuff that sits up there
I've been spending too much time with myself
And you've been spending too much time away
It still perplexes me why there's nothing in a hole
You'd say cuz there's nothing there
And I'd go yeah i know but why
I close my eyes hold my breath
Put my head under the sheets
I have this sick curiosity for what it feels like to die
Blinders on
Going to a movie
Blinders on
Eating out again
Blinders on
She's good looking
It's getting dark in here.
I've been spending too much time with myself
I can't quiet down the riot that is raging in my head
I've been spending too much time with myself
And you've been spending too much time with Pat
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Glass Cage
04:08
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She wears her blank expression like a mardi gras mask
Throws out some useless someone
And fits you nicely in her past
It's over before you know and you never say her leave
And when you ask her where you fit in
She tells you somewhere in between
When your feeling out of place here
You've got a lot of company
You're trapped in a glass cage
You tear out all her pictures from this month's magazines
Pour some salt into the wound
Before you twist the knife in deep
You're not thinking clearly but everybody else can see
That you got what you paid for
If the sticker price was free
You're not crazy
Everyone's laughing at you
Chorus
You thought you were invisible
Trapped in a glass cage
Oops
Here comes a tour guide
The whole worlds your stage
Folks what your looking at here
Is this years biggest mistake
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4. |
Skidmarks
02:28
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Did you have tyo use the exact word
There's nothing like that combination of letters
And I'm disturbed
Did you have to put so succinct as that
The sound of hellos goodbyes
And longing sighs
And photostatic mistakes
Where history won't cooperate
Sometimes I leave skidmarks
This is probably coming out all wrong
Speaking with my weekend lips the rapier quips
That are stringing you along
You say maybe not now I say say maybe not
Seems I come complete with memories of concrete
Bitten to the bone
The comfort it brings when you're all alone
Sometimes I leave skidmarks I'm gone so fast
Sometimes I leave skidmarks
If there's time to get away
Sometimes I leave skidmarks
If I don't i drop and pray
That finally this one's different
My heart and mind will separate
Accelerator here we go
Did you have to leave as quick as that?
Hey not so fast this reverse deja vu is leaving
Skidmarks in the sand
For once they're not left by a man
Another set of skidmarks the jury stands
Sometimes I leave skidmarks
Not some little kid marks
Sometimes I leave skidmarks I'm gone so fast
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5. |
Words Escape Me
02:44
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I've got this image in the back of my head
And this girl looks like every vision of heaven
Oddly enough she looks like you
You probably gathered that form the facts I've given
And I've been meaning to say this to your face
But
Words Escape me
Not always but usually
Words escape me
What a curious habit my tongue has
Of going on strike when I try to be glib and clever
Believe it or not I'm usually
Very intelligent and...um....stuff
You see this always happens
When I try to get to you
But
As usual
Words Escape me
Not always but usually
Words escape me
When I just want to get to you.
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6. |
Tracy Young
03:59
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Tracy Young towels off and dries her hair
She walks down stairs her mom is setting there
She says good morning through the paper
She'll be late from work she'll try not to wake her
Tracy's late for school she says and runs
Tracy's not the girl she used to be
Thinks too much stuff about the grownup things she see
Drinks margaritas and stays out late
If her mom found out what she did last week
Tracy Young has nowhere else to go
When your soul won't change from winter
And the world start looking small
And your childhood dies with a whimper
Angels have farther to fall
Nowhere else to go
Tracy Young just got the news today
The boy said he'd pay for it
But he blames her just the same
Tracy looks so grownup in her taffeta dress
Father Connelly looks so nervous as she starts to confess
Tracy Young has nowhere else to go
When those pains stop being frightening
And PBS starts making sense
When you don't cower form the lightening
And you miss your innocence
Nowhere else to go
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Arms Of Regret
03:02
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I traded caution for a long shot
I was deaf to logic I was blinded by hope
I stepped out of character
And did all the things I keep saying I don't
I fell flat on my face
Ran as far as I could from the damage I'd done
Into the arms of regret
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Here in the arms of regret
Seemed like a good idea at the time
To rattle the cages to unlock the doors
I thought I knew what I wanted
But I wasn't sure what I wanted it for
Now I have second thoughts
And I know that someday day
That I still might end up
Back in the arms of regret
I wear my heart on my sleeve
And I'm right at home
Back in the arms of regret
Back in the arms of regret
Here in the arms of regret
You could have saved me
I coulda saved myself
But you were no different
Then anyone else
You could have saved me
I could have salvaged the rest
Before every road led me back to the arms of regret
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9. |
Here A While
02:24
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The mad guy with the shoulder chip is way behind me now
The reign of errors dried up with the sun you have endowed
Smiling never appeared so simple
Sunrise nver appeared a symbol
Since you asked my help to kill that bug in your garage
We've opened up a can of worms
Face the fact and come to terms
We're gonna be here a while here a while
Better pack a lunch cuz we ain't moving
Here a while here a while
The state of my world just keeps improving
Once I wasn't looking and I got dragged across the reef
But now I have renewed interest in brushing all my teeth
No more concern for armageddon
Cuz I just never met the right one
Love is like a good idea I've never had before
We can talk about stereophonics or the funnier side of plate techtonics
Here a while
You give mt attention span extension
here a while
And other things that i can't mention
I'm begging you please
Don't make me rhyme this with knees
I told you once before and I'll say forever more
This is a great way to explore
To become a metaphor
For all that means forever
Surrender flags have come unfurled
My wondergirl in my wonderworld
Here a while
Have Venus charged with aiding and abetting
Here a while
We can hold hands til our palms start sweating
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You said I'm all alone tonight until the morning
I said is that some kind of a come on or a warning
You laughed a little too hard for it to be that funny
Asked is that chicken done
I said listen honey
You're trolling for trouser trout at this bar-b-que
But I won't take the bait cuz of your boyfriend
Karmic boomerangs are not my forte
It's not a good idea cuz of your boyfriend
Then I turned my back and fate slipped out the door
You said we're both mature adults c'mon I'll show you proof
I said you wouldn't know maturity if it bit you
Then tried asking me if I was gay
I said my preferences didn't lean that way
You still don't seem to get the point bright eyes
I will not sleep with you cuz of your boyfriend
Why would you want to do an ugly thing like that for
What a lucky break for me I'm not your boyfriend
Cuz I wouldn't want you any more
Well here we are I gave you that ride home you wanted
And now you've asked me inside
Oh man I'm starting to shake inside
Stop running your finger through my hair
Don't touch me there
Try touching me there
Are you sure that he won't be home til tomorrow
Lets talk no more tonight about your boyfriend
The guy's probably a big geek anyway
There's one good thing to say about your boyfriend
That he picked tonight to go away
He's 250 pounds did you say
Headlights in the window
Early
Grave
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11. |
Moron Man
02:07
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The sign says left
And I go right
I'm in the fast lane of the freeway
And I'm driving thirty five
I'm a moron
I'm a moron
I'm a moron man too bad you're stuck with me
Got out of kindergarten
Don't know how I passed the test
How I made it to adulthood
Now is anybody's guess
Chorus
Pertinent information
Sorry did I interrupt
Tell it to me one more time so I can screw it up
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12. |
Girl Songs
03:31
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Don't wanna die in some foreign war
Too shallow to sing about the plight of the poor
People out there who sleep in the streets
Why try to compete
With Irish guys whose whine du jour
Is they still haven't found what they're looking
It must be all that weight from carrying around that soap box crate
It's a silly little world
With my girl songs
I'm happy just writing my girl songs
They're not all that deep they're just
Girls songs
I'm keeping this up because girls mean a lot to me
Don't want to be a talk show subject
How to change the world on a musicians budget
Sir Robert Geldorf I'll never be
Why try to compete
With rock stars fighting censorship
Critics darlings putting on benefits
It must be all that press
That makes the richest the most depressed
Its a silly little world...
Chorus
Rappers leaning on their first amendment crutches
Almost stealing the stickers from Tipper Gore's clutches
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Robbie Rist Los Angeles, California
Ballzy Tomorrow is the ridiculous moniker by which actor/musician Robbie Rist releases his audio projects.
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