LYRICS
Jamboree
Just a towhead boy, papa's pride and joy,
scrawny Yankee kid from Cotton Hollow.
It’s been 20 years, I’ve not shed a tear,
I keep it bottled up inside me.
I’ve seen a million suns, but still I’m on the run,
from all those ghosts in Devil’s Hopyard.
My sister said it best, you come back and get some rest
Up in these hills of New England.
Hey, My Brother, dance with me
Let’s all head up north and join the Jamboree
Hey, my Brother welcome home
We all missed your footsteps on the cobblestones
Those liars crooks and thieves, they got the best of me
You black-hatted heel, why’d you join them.
Ribbons, bows and curls, denim, silk and pearls
You really knew how to play me.
Up on Windham Hill, in the glacial till
We buried all those wicked memories.
In the end our bones, become fossils in the stones
Well, nothing lasts forever.
Hey, My Brother, dance with me
Let’s all head up north and join the Jamboree
Hey, my Brother welcome home
We all missed your footsteps on the cobblestones
Pleistocene Boulder
(Pleistocene: relating to or denoting the first epoch of the
Quaternary period, between the Pliocene and Holocene epochs.)
You are my lady and I am your man
We do what we do, we sleep when we can
Month after month we take what we give
Year after year we forget how to live
If the switchback’s too steep, we’ll head back on down
And move all our stuff to the cheap side of town
We’ll keep hanging on by a gossamer thread
They’ll pour gin and tonics on our graves when we’re dead
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
I’ll be just as strong as a Pleistocene Boulder
When the winds whip up and it starts getting colder
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
I’ll never be a Tour de France biker
And I’ll never be a Swiss alpine hiker
But on my scout’s honor, I’ll promise to you
I’ll drain all the oceans, I’ll drop kick the moon
I’ll never serve it like John McEnroe
Bjorn Borg, Boris Becker, they both know
That I’ll never be no Sean Connery
I ain’t got the face for the big silver screen
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
I’ll be just as strong as a Pleistocene Boulder
When the winds whip up and it starts getting colder
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
You are my lady and I am your man
I can confidently shout all over this land
We’ll keep hanging on by a Gossamer thread
They’ll pour rum and cokes on our graves when we’re dead
Honey you can always just lean on my shoulder
I’ll be just as strong as a Pleistocene Boulder
When the winds whip up and it starts getting colder
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
Honey, you can always just lean on my shoulder
Idaho, Maybe
Do they have much traffic in Idaho?
Can I choose to drive fast or slow?
They say I’m good, they say I’m fine,
But I just missed another deadline.
In the kitchen pourin’ wine,
A couple of glasses in, we’ll be all fine.
Let’s howl at the moon instead of a screen,
And chase a pack of wolves to get our dopamine.
Let’s move to Idaho,
Well I don’t know,
Just wanna go,
Maybe for a year or two
Maybe Boise or Coeur D’Alene,
Oh I don’t know,
We’ll check the scene
Let’s go and try on something new
And who are you all looking all cute,
While I button up my 3-piece suit.
Let's go and live beside a stream,
Where it don't matter if I don't keep my pants clean.
Let’s move to Idaho,
Well I don’t know,
Just wanna go,
Maybe for a year or two
Maybe Boise or Coeur D’Alene,
Oh I don’t know,
We’ll check the scene
Let’s go and try on something new
Rabbit Foot Key Chain
Got a rabbit foot key chain all genuine,
A metal horseshoe fused to my spine,
It’s fused to my spine
Blue eye-shadow ain’t not your thing,
Where did you hide your wedding ring,
That diamond bling-bling
You’re the best bride that money can’t buy
The neighbors all think you’re a Russian spy,
A sweet lullaby
Fortune favors the bold
Burn this house down, let’s roll
Take the silver, take the gold
We cannot put these things on hold….anymore
I’ve seen a lot of crazy schoolyard fights,
A broken bud bottle to the neck ain’t right,
it just, just ain’t right
Mama don’t worry about your son,
He’ll be fine when the day is done,
When the day, that day is done
His girlfriend gonna dress him right,
Shirt tucked in on a Friday night,
All polished up on a Friday night
Fortune favors the bold
Burn this house down, let’s roll
Take the silver, take the gold
We cannot put these things on hold….anymore
Brodie Knob (I Comb My Hair)
I had it all, palm of my hand,
I played trombone in the marching band.
A kingly feast on paper plates,
It all washed down in the sewer grates.
My buddy Mike, got me a job,
On Burnside Avenue with a brodie knob.
Late night hours each weekend,
Deliver them pizzas in that mini-van.
I used to be sixteen
Northeast prep, man, squeaky clean
But all the pills you sold to me
Did not change a thing
They say I’m old, weak in the knees.
Can I get that replacement please?
Ash to ash, rust to rust.
That Chevy Nova, it bit the dust.
I used to be sixteen
Northeast prep, man, squeaky clean
But all the pills you sold to me
Did not change a thing
Check my smile, but don't check my eyes
Check my words, but don't check my lies
Check my heart......but don't, don’t criticize
I used to be sixteen
Northeast prep, man, squeaky clean
But all the pills you sold to me
Did not change a thing
Where’d you go sixteen?
Na-na-ni-na-na ….. I comb my hair.
Stateman
Stateman, Stateman
Please state your case,
I don't think you're gonna find no grace, in this place.
Stateman, Stateman
Please go away,
I don't think I'm gonna sing today, not today.
Stateman wound me round
He ran me through
He took my nickel, took my dime
He stole my walking shoes, walking shoes,
My walking shoes.
Hallelujah come and gone,
I kicked it down the road,
Just my fate and circumstance that left me in the cold,
in the cold
Hallelujah come and gone,
A thief in every room,
It's 2AM, my pocket's picked, what's a man to do,
a man to do.
Stateman wound me round
He ran me through
He took my nickel, took my dime
He stole my walking shoes, walking shoes,
My walking shoes.
I went outside late last night,
Killed a hundred men
Stateman came and locked me up,
Now he's my best friend, my best friend.
Stateman wound me round
He ran me through
He took my nickel, took my dime
He stole my walking shoes, walking shoes,
My walking shoes.