Owsley - Owsley
Oh no the radio
Has got me by the ears and won't let go
Oh no the radio
Is playing that song again
Oh no no no no the radio
Follows me everywhere I go
Oh no the radio
Is playing that song again
I wish I could forget the day when
We heard our record playing
We sang the words into your hairbrush
And gave Donnie and Marie the bum's rush
When the fat lady started singing
It was over and my ears were ringing
Our song, a favorite dedication
Is going number one across the nation
Oh no the radio
Another hit and run in stereo
Oh no the radio
Is playing that song again
Oh no no no no the radio
Follows me everywhere I go
Oh no the radio
Is playing that song again
I'd settle for a bad reception
Than have to listen to the next selection
You know I'm rockin' in a hard place
When I hear it all I see is your face
Goin' out to the one you're lovin'
When the pushin' really comes to shovin'
True love is givin' and a takin'
Not a record that I feel like breakin'
Just when I thought I would never
Get over the thought of you leaving
The sky opens up and the sunshine's
Giving me more to believe in
Then I hear it once again
No! No! No!
I pull into a drive-in movie
Where the radio will not get to me
Roll down the window for the talk back
Our song's in the movie soundtrack
Hope the story has a happy ending
'Cause my heart could really use the mending
Oh girl, I meant it when I said it
The radio makes me regret it
©1997 Owsley Music / Sony ATV Songs LLC / Dylamel Music
I don't care what you say
Nothing's gonna change me anyway
I don't care what you say about me
Look inside what you see
Ain't the kind of man I wanna be
Look inside and what you see is not me
I'm alright, you won't break me
I'm not a slave to conventional ways
I'm alright, you won't shake me
Time left a mark here that you can't erase
People come, people go
Is it sincere or just a show
People come, people go, you don't know
©1998 Owsley Music / Milene Music
Morning comes and you're so lonely
And you feel like you're the only one alive
Since she left you blame yourself
For all the things she never felt
How could you be untrue to yourself
When nobody is watching
Your life isn't over the clock is still tocking
One day you will wake up and you'll
Be able to forget the sadness
Get into the gladness
Of love and it's way and you will not fight it
While everyone dozes, you're coming up roses
Drowning in a sea of sorrow
She won't be here for tomorrow's lullaby
'Round and 'round and 'round she goes
And where she stops nobody knows
But God above
It's starting to rain and you're running
For cover like she ran to the arms of another
One day you will wake up and you'll
Be able to forget the sadness
Get into the gladness
Of love and it's way and you will not fight it
While everyone dozes, you're coming up roses
You will learn to try again
When you get your second wind
How long is the road paved with good intentions
Forever waiting divine intervention
Of love and it's way and you will not fight it
While everyone dozes, you're coming up roses
©1997 Sony ATV Songs LLC / Coupe De Ville Music
I went back home the other day
To see some old friends that I used to know
It was strange to see what all had changed
But just like me my hometown had to grow
On lazy Sunday afternoons
We used to drive around the neighborhood
But as I look around I see
That nothing really looks the way it should
There's a parking lot where the church used to be
And the old town drunk changed his ways
Still my mind goes wandering down memory lane
Looking 'round for the good old days
My high-school sweetheart's married off
With two kids and another on the way
And my coach I hardly recognized
His thick black hair has slowly turned to grey
All the debutantes and the homecoming queen
Have taken kids on to raise
Still my mind goes wandering down memory lane
Looking 'round for the good old days
When I find myself romancing now
Of the way that it used to be
I can't help thinking someday
That it's coming back to me
But I've never been the kind
To see the forest for the trees
Looking back on yesterday
Never was my favorite thing to do
But that's OK it's just as well
It's seems as though there's less to hold on to
There's a parking lot where the church used to be
And the old town drunk changed his ways
Still my mind goes wandering down memory lane
Looking 'round for the good old days
©1997 Owsley Music
Just when I thought it was safe outside
The newscaster's calling for rain
And if I listen to him
The sky is falling from every limb
Chicken Little had a big day today
When the time runs out
And the clock winds down
And the rooster crows
The sky is falling on my head
(Tumbling down, tumbling down)
The sky is falling on me
Who tried to fool Mother Nature
Well, I don't think she looks too amused
And now it's starting to rain
I think we know who deserves the blame
Everybody gets a little judgment day
I know what to do
I should write a book about it
I can just see it now
And the pages are wet
Well, I guess I should get an umbrella
The kind that can stop more than rain
Yeah, I'm always in a hard hat zone
©1998 Sony ATV Songs LLC / Coupe De Ville Music
Waiting for someone to finish the story
Of a heart that's been broken and thrown on the floor
Picking up pieces to put back together
Hoping it beats like before
It's all between you
And it's all between me
But in-between the lines what could it mean
When you say what you mean
Do ya mean what ya say
Am I the sentimental favorite of the day?
I am the coat that you keep in your closet
That you pull up around you whenever it's cold
It's not the weather that keeps us together
It's the warmth of my hand that you hold
(Tell me baby what you see is it me?)
Are you looking for tenderness?
(Said the sentimental favorite of the day)
Please be sincere, my dear, with me
Can I solve your mystery?
©1997 Owsley Music / Milene Music
There's a house down on the corner
That we always used to talk about
Never had the guts to go inside
Not even on a dare
Boarded up and creepy
Scary eyes looked out upon a sleepy town
Fascination kept us guessin'
Why the sign read to Beware
We always knew just what would hit the fan
If we got an up-close look at the boogieman
Shadows on the wall
Voices in the hall
There's more than just a mouse
In the Zavelow house
I could look inside the window
If I jumped upon my trampoline
Coulda sworn I saw Hannibal Lechter
With a hatchet and a head
Not the kind of place
You'd see in Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Unless they did an expose
On the night of the living dead
But with a pretty girl to hold my hand
Coulda got an up-close look at the boogieman
©1997 Owsley Music / Milene Music
Take Sonny, he's a real go-getter
A regular man about town
He's got the world revolving around the music
And keeping his ear to the ground
He falls asleep behind his dark sunglasses
And whispers the words with a smile
D I double G, I love ya, baby
I ain't seen your face in awhile
She ain't keeping score, he don't owe her anything
But she ain't gonna sit around
Waiting for the phone to ring
Chorus:
Sonny Boy, don't take your toys away
Save them for a rainy day, yea, yea, yea
An IOU could break her heart in two
She thought you were the real McCoy, Sonny Boy
He's got his servant and his own dumbwaiter
To answer the phone when you call
Sorry, Sonny's underneath the weather
Try him back later next fall
The boss called him out to California
Let Hollywood make you a star
Now he's on the Music Television
And driving a Cadillac car
Funny how fame and money does what it can
To bring about change in the boy
The clothes don't make the man
Chorus
It's a game you just can't win
Though it never will be the same again
Fair-weather friend
I don't think we've heard the last of Sonny
He can't get it off of his mind
He wants to laugh, but he don't think it's funny
A conscience can turn on a dime
When he was a boy, they taught him the Golden Rule
Take him for anything, but don't take him for a fool
Chorus
(Don't save it 'til the morning after)
©1997 Owsley Music
Take me back in time
To the day I was your valentine
No halo over your head
We stayed at home and spent the day in bed
Your skin so hot to the touch
I never wanted anyone so much
Your a sight for sore eyes to see
Won't somebody come and rescue me
I've spent along time away
And it's good to be home
And together is better than being alone
It's a far cry from anything I've ever felt like before
Yes and long is the road
That's been leading me back to your door
A daydream out of the blue
Into something so sad but true
An old friend back from the dead
To steal the covers sleeping in your bed
I never meant to be an aggravation
I'm only looking for a second chance
I'm so hard-headed that determination
Left me all alone
That's why I'm coming home
Running all the way
©1997 Owsley Music
When nothing I feel like
Is going my way
And me and my good thing
Got no place to stay
I pack up the Chevy
And we roll out of town
To a little piece of country heaven
Where we turn it up to eleven
Uncle John's farm is a place we can go
Where no one will stand in our way
And you'll love Aunt Colene
And her peaches and cream
It'll give us a shot in the arm
Down at our Uncle John's farm
Rock on the porch swing
By the light of the moon
And drink lemonade
On a hot afternoon
Roll on the river
Or have a roll in the hay
I'm so glad my momma has a brother
Thank you Lord, may I have another?
Uncle John's farm is a place we can go
Where no one will stand in our way
And the grass is so green in a city boy's dream
We can sleep all alone in the barn together
Down at my Uncle John's farm
Forgot to tell you about the geese and chickens
I know you thought that they were finger lickin'
But out here they move
Uncle John is gonna sing a song
And he wants us all to sing along
'Cause he knows you can groove
I'm so glad we had this time together
Don't ya wish that it would last forever
©1997 Owsley Music
Love is a friend of mine
It tells me to keep my head
When all those around me are
Losing theirs instead
You know me well
I do it all on my own
I wanted to turn around
And make my house a home
For the king and the queen
(And live in Never, Neverland)
I know they're waiting for me
(But the hourglass is out of sand)
To be the class clown
When I was a younger man
Got used to taking it on the chin
I fight when I'm falling down
Get back up again
The time has come
To put away childish things
And fly like a mockingbird
Angels spread their wings
You're wearing the frown
Feeling so down
And still, you paint the town red
You're waking the dead
Making you bed to lie next to me
There's a place to go when I'm feelin' low
That nobody else will ever know
When you're on the ropes in the final round
That's how it feels to be the class clown
Will it ever go away?
©1997 Owsley Music