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She Gets Loud

I saw her in a bar where we were drinkin'

In a couple minutes without thinkin'

We introduced each other with our tongues

She said I'd better follow her to her place

When I got there she was rounding third base

and giving me the signal to slide home

She moaned   ...oh, oh, oh, oh

Like a dirty blonde volcano about to blow

She gets loud / She gets loud

'n' she's all the more excited to draw a crowd

 

We do each other sexual favors

When I'm down she always wakes the neighbors

Everybody knows she’s havin’ fun

In bed, it's really hard for me to stay calm

Because this girl is sexual napalm

It builds to a crescendo, then it's done

 

But wait...  What do I hear?

The silence is so deafening, it's clear

When she gets loud / She gets loud

and that's the only reason I'm around

 

I finally had to tell her we were over

She interrupted me before I told her

"Going on like this is just insane"

We kissed to show there were no hard feelings

She laid down, staring at the ceiling

Said "We should go out with a BANG !"

 

She gets loud / She gets loud

'n' she don't care who's listenin'

'n' I don't care who listens when

She gets loud

She gets loud

I don't really know what happens now

 

©  Charlie Recksieck / Spud Davenport  

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Diary

She wasn't a bit shy, I kinda like that

She told me 'bout the other guy

and she told me 'bout her cat

She asked where I've been, where I'm at, where I wanna go

I said "I don't keep a Diary,

so I don't know!"

I don't know

 

She played the Accordion poorly I'd say

She told me she rates all her men

'n' that I was ...OK

So what was the reason I up 'n'

walked away?

Well, I don't keep a Diary

so I couldn't say I can't say

 

I've been lookin' at Planets

Somewhere else I can live

Where some stupid shit happens

but they forget 'n' forgive

Me, I forget easy,

that's why I don't end it all

see, I don't keep a Diary

so I can't recall I can't recall!

 

Did she leave me last week?

Or was it a year ago?

well, I don't keep a Diary

so I don't know

I don't know!

 

©  Spud Davenport

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LawnChairs

I sit and watch my neighbors stock their basements full of food

Ten pound bags of rice & flashlights show an attitude

Some are runnin' out-of-town, others pray to be rescued

But I'm OK

I just see things a different way

It could be Doomsday but I won't care

You'll find me sitting there

In my LawnChair

 

Strong prayers

Won't help ya now, we're all on the same ground

LawnChairs

For you & me

On Air

TV Clowns are sayin' Get Outta Town!

LawnChairs

are all I need

 

If you go, how would you know if your odds will improve?

What's the point of getting onto roads that will not move?

If you thought they had a shot, well, you should go there too

but I'm OK

I just see things a different way

It could be Doomsday 'n' I won't care

You'll find me sitting there

In my LawnChair

 

(chorus)

 

They interrupt my program for an "Emergency Broadcast"

If this is not "Just a Test", we'll know soon if we passed

But if this is it, there's books to read, and "Time enough at last”..!!

yea, I'm OK

I just see things a different way...

 

© Spud Davenport / Charlie Recksieck

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Hot Black Cast Iron Stove

Walkin' home from work one day at

Hollywood 'n' Vine

I came upon this Homeless guy, he was lookin' like Frankenstein

He had hand-me-down-down clothes 'n'

duct-taped cardboard shoes

I was desperate for answers

I thought maybe he had some clues

'bout what's this thing called life that I can't figure out?

Tell me, Tell me Frankenstein

What's it all about?

'n' he said

 

"Hot Black Cast Iron Stove"

 

Well, I didn't know what to think

He's crazy as they get

I was lookin' out for White Coats swingin' their butterfly nets

But Frankie seemed content

He had a big smile on his face

On this busy L.A. sidewalk it was me who felt outta place

So, could it be that simple?

Is it all a state of mind?

Come on, Frankie, Frankie now

Tell me one more time...

 

"Hot Black Cast Iron Stove"

 

"San Juan Capistrano / San Juan

San Juan Capistrano"

 

'Next day I was on my way

Back to my dead-end job

Deep in debt, hatin' life, 'n' feelin' like a slob

But there he was, my new friend,

in his duct-taped cardboard shoes

Smilin', laughin' to himself like he's never heard bad news

Well, could it be that simple?

Is it all a state of mind?

Come on, Frankie, Frankie now

Tell me one more time!

 

"Hot Black Cast Iron Stove"

 

©  Spud Davenport

Trophies

They used to be all shimmering
Until the dust got to 'em
Those high hopes were glimmering
Before reality said “screw ‘em"
Decorations meant so much
for all you put into 'em
And that should never change!

You don't get a Trophy - just for showin' up
You don't get a Trophy - cuz Mom loves you so much
You don't get a Trophy...

Hey Kids!
Thank you for your participation
Even though you really didn't work
Now line up for the celebration
Grab your award 'n' some dessert!
Everyday's like your birthday
You have your cake 'n' eat it too
Everyone applauds when you blow out the candles
But will that wish come true?

You don't need a Trophy - collecting dust in a pile
You don't need a Trophy - to prove your life's worthwhile
You don't need a Trophy

Hey Guys!
How was your graduation?
I heard diplomas cost a lot
Now it's a wall decoration
'n' still can't get you a job
Whatever life hands to ya
We're always wanting more, more, more
You don't really need a penthouse, do ya?
There's nothing wrong with living on the first floor

The Hero stays out of the spotlight
Going on only what he feels is right
It's his game / we may not know his name
And who will ever mention him?
The Hero fades into shadows
So invisible no one would know
He's so brave / How many has he saved?

Ooooo, he's truly a legend

You don't need a Trophy
You don't need a Trophy - just for showing up
You don't need a Trophy - cuz Mom loves you so much
You don't need a Trophy, no no no

© Spud Davenport / Charlie Recksieck
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Senseless Act of Kindness

A senseless act of kindness

'bout knocked me to the floor

Somebody's acting civilized

I can't remember seein' that before

And I'm wonderin' what's wrong with the world

It's in such a mess

When I see a senseless act of kindness

 

Now I'm drivin' in a freak show

Nobody's givin' me the finger

There's a blinker tellin' me "GO"

But distrust can really linger

When I see a senseless act of kindness

 

Kindness

Is such a silly word

I think mindless is a better term

Helpless

are those in need of help

Hey Selfless!

Why dontcha help yourself?

Goodwill

is just a write-off

You still gotta chew what you bite off

Blindness

won't help you survive

Kindness

won't keep you alive

 

Another senseless act of kindness

'bout knocked me off my feet

I saw a monochrome Boy Scout

help an old lady cross the street

An' I'm wonderin' what's wrong with the world

I feel so powerless

When I see a senseless act of kindness

Oh No!

Not another senseless act of kindness!

 

©  Spud Davenport

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Awkward Town

We're on the sidelines at the parade

Forever the blushing bridesmaid

We're here in an Awkward Town

We're in an Awkward Town

No one's gonna give us kudos

We're an earthbound planet Pluto

Here in this Awkward Town

 

Always invited but never the Host

We're a big island stuck to the Coast

We're living in an Awkward Town

 

Some people feel like they've got a shot

or they're a Ferrari in a Used Car lot

Such an Awkward Town

Spinnin' wheels in an Awkward Town

You're a big fish in a medium pond

While you're swimming 'round, life goes on

You're stuck in an Awkward Town

 

Always invited but never the host

We're a big island stuck to the Coast

We're living in an Awkward Town 

 

You could go anyplace in the world

Do you really need a zoo, the weather or the beer?

I wanna know, was it a boy or a girl

Why'd you end up here?

 

Always invited but never the Host

We're a big island stuck to the Coast

We're living in an Awkward Town

 

I'm the neighbor you never see

A transplant from the big city

I moved to an Awkward Town

While I'm throwing stones at you

Understand that I live here too

Here in this Awkward Town

in this Awkward Town...

 

© Spud Davenport / Charlie Recksieck

leadersintheclubhouse.com

[email protected]

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Hater

Maybe you don't like the Beatles

Maybe you don't like the Stones

Maybe you don't worry too much about livin' all alone

Maybe you don't like Da Vinci

Maybe you don't like Monet

But if you said you liked me, well, that'd make it all OK

 

'cuz I don't give a Shit if you hate everything

These days there's so much mediocrity

I don't give a Crap if you hate everything

just as long as you don't hate me

 

Maybe you don't like the Home Team

Maybe you don't like Baseball

Maybe you don't care for two big hands to catch you when you fall

Maybe you don't like most people

Maybe you don't like your folks

If you're not big on laughin', well, I'm serious when I joke, that

 

I don't give a Shit if you hate everything

Everyday we see alotta stupidity

I don't give a Rats if you hate everything

just as long as you don't hate me

 

I don't give a Damn

No, I don't give a Crap

I don't give a Rats

I don't give a Shit if you hate everything

I agree there's whole alotta mediocrity

I don't give a Crap if you hate everything

just as long as you don't hate me

just as long as you don't hate me

yea, just as long as you don't hate me

 

Maybe you don't like the Beatles

Maybe you don't like the Stones

 

© spud davenport 

leadersintheclubhouse.com

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