TROLL FOR TROUT - LESGO LESGO LESGO!! - 2002
QUITE A DAY - Michael B. Crittenden
©2000 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
Welcome to the daydream
Riding on a moonbeam She’s alive
Getting all the green lights
Not even in a hurry She’s alive
it’s all good
wouldn’t you say
Quite a day
I’ve been smiling at the strangers
A dangerous profession But she’s alive
It’s done snowing for the season
Not the reason for my happy Not this time
it’s all good
wouldn’t you say
Quite a day
It's show I feel..
Don't care who knows about it
It's how I feel
Welcome to the daydream
Nothing’s quite as it seem
But I'm alive?
it’s all good wouldn’t you say
Quite a day
SATISFIED - Michael B. Crittenden
©2000 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
When the day begins
Why does someone have to win
And someone has to lose
Pillows on my head
Blankets off the bed
Get this sweater off me
Cuz I want to see
The best that I can be.
I’m tired of being satisfied
Being sad inside
The day is in full swing
but it don’t mean a thing
just can’t seem to focus
Pillows on the floor
It seems life is little more
than the sum of all our choices
And we ...should be free to choose
If we win or lose
I’m tired of being satisfied
Being sad inside
But soon we will be finding out
What it’s all about
I’m tired of being satisfied
Being sad inside
But soon we will be finding out
What it’s all about
TRICKLE DOWN DISEASE
Michael B. Crittenden
©2002 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
Come on
We'll show you where to go
Here's directions, come one to the show
Go on....Get away from us now
When I was 17
Wanted so bad to be part of a scene
Straight from a film or a bad magazine
The kids in the club, well they had me down on my knees
I got that Trickle Down Disease
Come on
There's room for more
We'd love to have you if you'd just knock upon the door
When we were 21
We didn't do it unless it was fun
Smokin' and drinkin' out in the sun
And the Dad is not happy cuz you're going to do as you please
You've got that Trickle Down Disease
Come on
There's still a way
I can show you how to get drunk
And how to
waste your entire day
It's easy
When I was 35
Started to wonder am I still alive?
Cuz the people around me were
so full of jive
Time to escape from the social disease and stop worrying 'bout people
That we don't need to please
Don't need that Trickle Down Disease
SPARKLE - Michael B. Crittenden
©2000 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
All the words I said
Rocket from my mouth
Never to return
They Still burn inside
her head, my heart. her voice
is shouting..HEY
you waited too long
will you ever change?
there must be something you can do
or I will be gone
will you ever change?
Words I want to say
Are now flowing from his mouth
never to return
they still burn inside
my heart, his hand
it's her choice
shouting..HEY
you waited too long
your never gonna change
now there’s nothing you can do
now that I’m gone
You're never gonna change
It’ll work out right
Just give me some time
It’ll all be right Made up my mind
I’m going back to get her
And she will finally understand
But the sparkle from her left hand
is screaming, shouting..HEY
you waited too long
your never gonna change
And there's nothing you can do,
now that I’m gone
You’re never going to change
EARRING - Michael B. Crittenden
©1999 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
here in the dark
feel you beside me
naked unwinding away
feeling the chill
tasting your saline
tail lights keep fading
where are you now
left an earring in my bed
you left a bomb inside my head
here in the dark
skin so united
we’re so delighted
so right
here in the light
your big illusion
is my big confusion
where are you now?
left an earing in my bed
you left a bomb inside my head
and when you’re there
i know you care
it’s just the way you are
and when you you’re near
words sincere
it’s just the way you are
so come on
left an earing in my bed
you left a bomb inside my head
SLOW BURN -
Michael B. Crittenden
©2000 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
Wanna know everything
There is to know
about you
Well almost everything
all the mystery that you bring
At this point
I have so much to choose
At this point
I don't even know you
Slow burn
But you get to know
Slow burn
But you get to know
I don't wanna know everything
there is to know
about you
I don't need to hear it all
When you make the call from his phone
and the truth begins to fall
At this point
Not much to lose
At this point
I never really knew you at all
Slow burn
But you get to know
Slow burn
But you get to know
RAINBOW - Michael B. Crittenden
© 1997 Mackinaw Harvest Music
Whatever were we thinking
So many years ago
Guessing at a lifetime
How were we to know
Trying to remember
How it must have felt
Frozen to the flagpole
Wishing we could melt away
Investing in each other
Trusting every move
Any port in a storm
But our money was so juvenile
Fixing on a single point
Something seems so wrong
Swore I saw it moving
That’ll happen if you stare too long
We are and illusion
The water on the highway
Such a rainbow, never ending
We can’t remember
We can’t remember
And now we’re on the road
never stopping long enough
To take a look around
At all the (gemstones) in the rough
They’re all around us
Ringing their alarms
But all we seem to find
Are leprechans and little charms
Whatever were we thinking
I believe was the remark
Sitting here beside you
Reach out in the darkness
We keep looking for each other
We could never understand
But now it seems so clear
That people fall in love and disappear
We are and illusion
The water on the highway
Such a rainbow, never ending
We can’t remember
WOODSTOVE - Michael B. Crittenden
©2001 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
There's a fire in the woodstove
that just keeps going out
I try to rearrange it but it's
all about smolderin'
smoking while I'm blowin' on it grey to cherry red
gloves, they are protectin' me but the dizziness fills my head
Started with the classifieds
from the Daily Press
Add a little kindling wood and soon there was success
the flames were quick..to erase all the jobs I coulda had
And you were there to keep me company You took away my sadness
But now the fire keeps going out
And it's gettin' cold in here
Everything's so different than this same time last year
The colors of the fire For just a while they will burn
And when there's nothin left but coals I hope it's you that will return
Thanks for stopping by why don't you throw on a piece of pine
Doesn't throw much heat, but it's so nice to see you
and maybe when it's dying out you can add a piece of oak
You and I never tried the heavy stuff I know you thought that I was joking
And now the fire keeps going out And it's gettin' cold in here
I guess it really ain't so different than the same time last year
And I try to understand The feelings that you lack
And as I'm staring in these coals I know it's you Who won't be coming back
STUCK WITH OURSELVES
Michael B. Crittenden
©1999 Mackinaw Harvest Music (BMI)
Birthday Morning
No signs Of warning
We launch forward
Rushing faster and faster
Better get going, better get going, better get going
Think I’d do things so very different
If I had another chance (one more chance)
But there’s only me to blame
Things could never be the same
And we’re all stuck with ourselves
Oh......that’s all we’ve got.
Next stop Your world
No time Next herd
Better get going, better get going, better get going
Think I’d do things so very different
If I had another chance (one more chance)
But there’s only me to blame
Things could never be the same
And we’re all stuck with ourselves
Oh......that’s all we’ve got.
We’re all the same
Liars In chains
And it’s hard to look ahead sometimes
But it’s all we’ve got
Gonna look back and smile
Gotta look ahead and drive
Better get going, better get going, better get going
Think I’d do things so very different
If I had another chance (one more chance)
But there’s only me to blame
Things will always be the same
And we’re all stuck with ourselves
Oh......that’s all we’ve got.
(what we’ve got, what we’ve got)
Just to be ourselves
Happy with who we are