1. |
||||
|
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A BROKEN SONG
Chorus:
She said, He said
He said, She said
They said it’s all to no avail
Have you ever seen a broken song
Wondered where the melody went wrong
Tossed a thousand hours in the pail
Ever hope it’d work out right
Find the chord that binds it tight
And let you run, before the wind; full sail
Ever dream there’d be some kind of magic bus
You’d climb aboard, and it would fly you
A million miles away
CHORUS
You know you’ll wonder each and every night
Did you take the time to make it right
Where are the words that never seem to fail
You know that every song has a beat
Something harsh or something sweet
A crucible to forge the holy grail
Ever dream there’d be some kind of magic bus
You’d climb aboard, and it would fly you
A million miles away
CHORUS
You can beat yourself up; You can run away
Drink yourself stupid; You can cry all day
You can look around, and hope you’ll find a friend
You’ll ask yourself why; You’ll ask yourself when
But you know the only answer is pick up your pen
That’s how you know; you know you’ll start again
CHORUS
|
||||
2. |
It's Tax Time Again
03:10
|
|||
|
IT'S TAX TIME AGAIN
Well, it’s tax time again; It’s that time of year
I lay my head down; There’s too many tears
And it’s time to pay; That tax guy again
I found all your notes; Receipts in a box
I looked for you yesterday; Kind of broke my heart
And it’s time to pay; That tax guy again
CHORUS:
He makes me pay; Wrings me dry
There’s no checks to write, & you know why
Our account is marked; “OVER DRAWN” again.
You said, sometimes it’s like that, you heard it in a song
There’s some truth to that but I just can’t go on and it’s
Time to pay, that tax guy again
Each year I note; The day and the time
I broke your heart; And you broke mine
It’s time to pay; That tax guy again
When it comes around once; Then comes around twice
It’s time to heed my own advice
It’s time to pay; That tax guy again
CHORUS
Well, it’s tax time again; It’s that time of year
I lay my head down; There’s so many tears
And it’s time to pay; That tax guy again.
|
||||
3. |
Exit Wound
03:26
|
|||
|
EXIT WOUND
There’s an exit on this highway that leads me to you
I was standing there as you, sauntered through the door
Couldn’t tell at all, what it was that you were looking for
There were folks around; There were drinks to buy
There was music playing; but I don’t know why
I just stood there stunned like I was nailed right to the floor
Well with that first look, I was shot clean through by you
It didn’t hurt a bit as it ran me through and through
Then it tumbled, and it turned
And deep inside I burned
Got an exit wound as big as Texas, I swear it’s true
But I, felt that there was something; something more than nothing
That could link me to you
And I, searched for something special; show you something special
About me for you
There’s an exit on this highway that leads me to you
It’s a crowded, cratered, road, we all cling to
There are people in the breakdown lane
Lost and scared, I’m feeling much the same
But I keep on looking for that exit sign to you
When you left that night holding onto someone else’s arm
I couldn’t smell the rain or see the coming of the storm
Yes, there were empty glasses on that hi-top table
‘Cause I drank ‘em all and got quite unstable
And it feels like maybe I might do me some personal harm
But I, felt that there was something; something more than nothing
That could link me to you.
And I, searched for something special; show you something special
About me for you
There’s an exit on this highway that leads me to you
Now most folks think that this here life is fun
Just kick some tires and let that highway run
First you come and then you go
But mostly you’re just alone
That’s why I keep on looking for that exit sign
Keep on looking for that exit sign
I keep on looking for that exit sign to you
|
||||
4. |
Every Girl
02:47
|
|||
|
EVERY GIRL
Every girl she needs a song to sing
A song that smiles deep within
That raises eyes and hopes and glasses to the sky
And shows her, where she’s been, and where she’s going
Every girl she needs a heart to dance
A heart that beats its rhythm in joy
From dawn to dusk and through the darkness of the night
A steady pulse, always tapping light, always tapping light
CHORUS:
Armelle you make me smile
Armelle you make me dance
So let’s dance
Every girl she needs a place to cry
Sometimes a pillow, sometimes a friend
Though tears and feelings are often mixed up and confused
The answers turn up in the end, turn up in the end
CHORUS
Every girl she needs a dream to fly
And touch her like an angel’s wing
And point her to her path and remind her when things get hard
When things get hard, hard work’s the thing, that will help her dream
CHORUS
Every girl she needs a song to sing
A song that smiles deep within
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
POWER of LOVE
We were kind
We were cruel
We lost our mind
We broke the golden rule
I logged out, while he was logging in
Let me tell you sister that’s where all the trouble begin
You don’t pay attention, you’re gonna lose and lose again
It’s true, that when love is unkind
It breaks your heart; it bends your mind
But that force that cut you adrift
Can bridge the gulf; can mend that rift
It can take the shape of a thousand forms
Of thunder & lightening; of an awesome storm
It can whisper like the wings of a bird
Or a child’s laugh that you never heard
CHORUS:
That’s the power of Love
That’s the power
That’s the power of Love
Open up a window – see the lights of the street and the traffic below
Open up a window – hear the sounds of the harbor as the boats come and go
Open up a window – smell the dark green spruce and the prairie meadow
Open up a window – to the heart of your very soul
CHORUS
That’s the power of. This is the hour of
That’s the power of. Heaven’s shower of
That’s the power of. Take the vow above
This is the Power of Love
|
||||
Cab Kool & the Gypsy Band Albany, New York
Henry Miller once said, “The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love.”
If you like Cab Kool & the Gypsy Band, you may also like:
AutoTuned vocals, pop-punk riffs, frenetic drum loops, a DJ Sabrina the Teenage DJ collaboration: the Liverpool band do hyperpop-rock right.
go to album
We Aren't Getting Out But Tonight We Might
by L'objectif
This EP of triumphant dance pop from Leeds quartet L’objectif puts equal weight on big hooks & big beats.
go to album
Indie rock band Same, from Pittsburgh, have shades of Pavement and Slint in their chaotic guitars crossed with strong melody lines.
go to album
Pickle Darling looks to the sky on sweet, outer space-inspired LP, elevating their bedroom pop prowess further than ever before.
go to album
Hold The Door For Strangers
by Labrador
Philadelphia-based Labrador make unfussy and empathetic alt-country meant to sincerely bolster the downcast in times of strife.
go to album
Under The Surface
by Nameless Ghost
The wrenching songs on the latest from Nameless Ghost tackle loss and grief amidst toothy indie rock.
go to album
The Ohio songwriter navigates gender, queerness, class, and privilege through a powerful mix of country rock, folk ballads, and bluegrass.
go to album
