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Midnight in America

RELEASE DATE:August 7th, 2004

 

SONGS:

 

1. Cleveland Can Wait
2. The Juice
3. The Spark
4. Strangers
5. The Charmed Life
6. The Measure of a Man Who's Sick of Home
7. Someone You Know
8. Cartoon On Carnival Street
9. Save It For The Innocent
10. There Is Nothing But the Now

 

CLEVELAND CAN WAIT

Take a step back and look ahead
All the golden slumbers in your head
Make you drift away
Early in the mornin' you cry
That if the revolution dies
You might trust what they say

Gonna launch a campaign from a car trunk
Hacking through the weeds of people's closed minds
Hiding in plain sight from the wisest men
Puttin' you on a pedestal
Feelin' hungry when you're full
I won't let you ever gouge my dreams out

Oh, Cleveland can wait
Someday you can mate and bid a farewell to arms
Your dream girl she ran away
But you won't forget her; she's in your head to stay

Walk along you're the docks of your hometown
Where the thieves and the clowns
Keep your head at play
Leaving everything unresolved
Old problems dissolve
And then they go off like time bombs and ruin your day

Gonna launch a campaign from a car trunk
Hacking through the weeds of people's closed minds
Hiding in plain sight from the wisest men
Puttin' you on a pedestal
Feelin' hungry when you're full
I won't let you ever gouge my dreams out

Oh, Cleveland can wait
Someday you can mate and bid a farewell to arms
Your dream girl she ran away
But you won't forget her; she's in your head to stay

THE JUICE

The piano is missing a couple keys
I broke it when I jumped on it with my knees
I can't seem to find the time to pay the bills
To replace the keys
To fix the sustain pedal
No, I can't seem to do it

You don't have anything left to give
Your friend is dying
You can't believe it, you say, "He must live"
Anyone could go at any old time
He's so strong, such a bull
God only knows

But I'm lookin' for the juice
I am not quite battered, yet
Lookin' for the juice
But my thoughts are scattered
Make sure you've got the juice before you run out
And you'll know,
Yes, one day you'll know
The juice is all that mattered

All my dreams come from the celluloid
That is where I will find solace
Alcohol ravages the system so badly
Leaves me lookin' strange and acting madly

But I'm lookin' for the juice
I am not quite battered, yet
Lookin' for the juice
But my thoughts are scattered
Make sure you've got the juice before you run out
And you'll know
The juice is all that mattered

THE SPARK

I wanted you so bad
To watch a movie with you
To dance in the dark
To create a spark

We loved each other
And love made us feel so warm
We walked through the park
And felt a spark

You look at the lighter
You look at the fire
And you feel that there's something real to admire
You don't know what makes it
You don't know what lights the dark
But you know that you love to feel the spark
You know that you love to feel the spark

I've been so rational
Trying to take a cold shower
Trying to do some more gardening
But the reality is cold and stark

Look at relationships in a rational way
Before the edges start to fray
And love slips away
And you try things on a lark

You look at the lighter
You look at the fire
And you feel that there's something real to admire
You don't know what makes it
You don't know what lights the dark
But you know that you love to feel the spark
You know that you love to feel the spark

Maybe that was just the lighter
But maybe what was great
Was the combination
Maybe we created the spark

STRANGERS

Met a stranger in a bar
Bought her a drink
She looked like you

But not as cute
It bummed me out
If you only knew

The strangers have never, ever provided any solace
The strangers fade into the scenery
We share no history
We share nothing
There's no one else like you around
The strangers always let me down
The strangers always let me down

It's funny how you can be attached
To those who are close to you
Even though you might not have much in common

You know how I never wear this shirt
Unless I'm very down
And need something to define myself

Anyways, the strangers have never, ever provided any solace
The strangers fade into the scenery
We share no history
We share nothing
There's no one else like you around
The strangers always let me down
The strangers always let me down


THE CHARMED LIFE

You always said you were special
And I believed that you were
You were stronger than your brother
And you were prettier than your sister

We'd smoke cigarettes and sip margaritas
And write our dreams in the sand
You'd talk about the curtain call
And I'd give you a big hand

Oh, I hope the charmed life has found you
You never know you're lucky, it just surrounds you
I hope you are able to make everyone you've ever wanted
Fall in love with you
I hope you then save yourself for the special few
And I hope you get what you want
And can wear the mask enough
The make-up, not quite cracking
To fend off reality when it comes a-rapping
At your door
Oh, I hope the charmed life has found you
Just as lovely as before

We all have big dreams
You've got a new car
We all steal mean scenes
Your mother, she wants more

I know you can't explain how
The charmed life still is a chore
It still can be a bore
You still feel pain, you still get sore

Oh, I hope the charmed life has found you
You never know you're lucky, it just surrounds you
I hope you are able to make everyone you've ever wanted
Fall in love with you
I hope you then save yourself for the special few
And I hope you get what you want
And can wear the mask enough
The make-up, not quite cracking
To fend off reality when it comes a-rapping
At your door
Oh, I hope the charmed life has found you
Just as lovely as before

THE MEASURE OF A MAN WHO'S SICK OF HOME

"I don't want to be anybody but me"
I hear them all say, but they don't know anyway
To be nothing but free, to serve no God but thee
It's a cruel trick to think that you can escape misery

Write down your dreams fast, make it all last
Make a little cash and a bit of a splash
They say, "Ben, this doesn't really sound like you!"
But I never am the man that you thought you knew

Seldom is a man the man you thought you knew
Seldom is a man the man you thought you knew

Oh, each of us is a critic and we're all artists
I know stockbrokers get their kicks playing poker
The lawyer has the history books on the wall
The orchestra pit bull cellist has a doctor to call

It's a myth that one can be original
It's a myth, there's always some trick to pull
Look at the writers and they'll feed you bull
What do they know about fillin' your tank till it's full?

Rarely is a man the man he says he is
Rarely is a man the man he says he is

I heard a record today and it blew my mind
Just the kind I like, guitars and organs unwind
And the writer he writes with a pen so fine
That it makes you think of scenes from pages that you've never read

Well I can't live up to the grand idea
I'll hang in Barcelona and we'll sip Sangria
I could never sip enough around this town
To turn the rivers blue and the ocean brown

Rarely is a man who he thinks he is
Rarely is a man who he thinks he is

SOMEONE YOU KNOW

She eats candy all day while she sits at her desk
She raps with the delivery guy, then gets depressed
She was late to work and can't stand stress
Sound like someone you might know?

She says she'll quit smoking then she makes a mess
Of her personal space, she can barely get dressed
It's funny that she would be the one I'd address
Sound like someone you might know?

At this girl at the desk with the sun on her dress
The life full of stress, the need to impress
I love her, in all of her superciliousness
Sound like someone you might know?

Cash all your checks
Place all your bets
Things will turn out like you never would guess
Well, there are so many ways to look at a situation
Use your logic to check you into the right station
But when the ticket collector calls your name
It's time to go
Sounds like a situation we both know

Some might argue which is the best one
But arguing is just for fun
Arguing is just for fun

Cash all your checks
Place all your bets
Things will turn out like you never would guess
Well, there are so many ways to look at a situation
Use your logic to check you into the right station
It's time to go
Sounds like a situation we both know

CARTOON ON CARNIVAL STREET

He insists on being photographed with a lime in one hand
A lion in the other, and never on the sand
He insists that cheating is the way of a man
He looks for cucumbers and cooks them in a pan

And the oil from his back is the kind you could use
In fashion model photos, he always has nice shoes
So finely polished, they invoke the great muse
He always has such nicely polished shoes

Like a cartoon on carnival street
You have so many characters to meet

Nice hair, nice clothes, a Parchese penchant
Like Pirates of Penzance in a pair of ruffled pants
The walls are all red, the marble walk elegant
He hauls off into the woods with a small elephant

Logic would kill him and his sapphire imaginings
His oak marbled bed, his visions of queens and kings
The harp of the hayseed player and the trouble that it brings
Oh, if he could live there it would be a wonderful thing

Like a cartoon on carnival street
Make a date, don't be late for the characters you'll meet

SAVE IT FOR THE INNOCENT

Packed my bags in New York City
Sold the house, found a girl who was pretty
On the docks I would serenade
And talk about orchids in the Everglades, then

We bought a house at the edge of town
It's hard to break a good man down but
There was some leeway God gave
Felt the crunch of fate
Softly as the radio played

Stash away all your good times honey
If you've got the time, I'll bring some money
Push the envelope as the edges fray
Bust through the seams to the break of day

And we'll build it up
Let it down slowly
We save it all for the innocent
I know, it might sound sleazy
But save it all for the innocent

Life builds me up and let's me down slowly
Save it all for the innocent
I know, I won't go gently
But I have a tip for the innocent:
Roll when the waves are crashing
Duck when the fists are bashing
Think when the checks aren't cashin'
That soon you'll be old and no longer dashin'


THERE IS NOTHING BUT THE NOW

All of those pretty words
I'm not sure if they came from me
Or if they were part of a script
>From a show that I watched on TV

There is nothing but the now
There is nothing but the now

All of the times that I reassured myself
With those words, those beautiful words
I'm not sure who spoke those words
Did they come from a book? It's so absurd

There is nothing but the now
There is nothing but the now

Never being able to come up with the words
They are just incomprehensible
Those experiences: What are they? What were they?
For now, they are wholly indescribable

There is nothing but the now
There is nothing but the now

All of the greatest moments
Heaped upon one another
They appear in dreams
But they can't be recovered

There is nothing but the now
There is nothing but the now

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