1. |
Vodka Twist
02:10
|
|||
|
Grey Goose me one more time - unloose me
Unmute me one more time – Absolut-ly
Get that glass, baby, I insist
Let’s do the VODKA…TWIST
5 O’clock somewhere every day – unlock me
Whole lotta don’t care, outta my way – just rock me
Break that bar, baby, fill my fist
Let’s do the VODKA…TWIST
Tell the kids go play in the yard - This is too hard
Turn up the tunes, we can cut a mean rug
And get my Ruth Bader Ginsburg mug
Save the lecture, baby – save the whales
I made some ice for cocktails
Count the days til the daze runs out
Then we’ll do the whiskey shout
Whose fault is it I’m annoyed? Do ya feel me?
Rim salt for the unemployed – Tequil-me
September is a month I missed.
Let’s do the VODKA…
Me & you VODKA
Unscrew the VODKA
TWIST
|
||||
2. |
Deep Blue Sea
04:40
|
|||
|
Hundreds of miles from landfall
In the cold wet infinite blue
My job is to photograph wildlife
And I am here studying you
You are a large wild predator
I’m your small possible meal
Though I have watched you for hours and hours
I can’t assume that you know, what you feel because
You're a You. I’m a Me. You are beautiful.
I’m beautiful, sure, but you need dinner and I need a photograph.
You're a You. I’m a Me.
Here on the DEEP BLUE SEA.
Here on t he deep blue, dangerous sea
Yesterday you caught a penguin
With your giant, incredible teeth
You gave it to me, but it got away
Cuz I’m slow and it’s not what I eat
You did this four times with a live one
Then offered me one that was dead
I suddenly knew you thought I couldn’t feed myself
So you provided me my daily bread because
You're a You. I’m a Me. You are beautiful.
I’m beautiful, sure, but you need dinner and I need a photograph.
You're a You. I’m a Me.
Here on the DEEP BLUE SEA.
We locked eyes and I saw in an instant
As clear as the sky could be
I was there to get people to care
And yet you took care of me
You took care of me
I live in a box in Manhattan
I’m forced to connect every day
Interact with the rush and the madness
In a very unmeaningful way
And your picture hangs in my kitchen
To remind me life is real
It fills me with infinite gratitude
For the faraway, wild indescribable blue
For the gesture of kindness, simple and true
For the gift of a meal, for the heart inside you
You’re beautiful.
I’m beautiful, sure.
We both got dinner and I got my photograph.
You're a You. I’m a Me.
Here on the DEEP BLUE SEA.
Here on the deep blue, dangerous sea
You’re beautiful.
|
||||
3. |
You Never
04:05
|
|||
|
YOU NEVER
(c) 2019 I ARE Music (ASCAP)
You didn’t plan on Scranton
Coming from Columbus to New York
But you broke down at a diner off the turnpike
A road with a fork
You were 3 credits short of the program
3 credits from a degree
Nothing was standing in your way
No distractions, no emergencies
8 projects on your desktop
No schedule, no goal
You left two peanuts in the kitchen
unshelled, in a bowl
No adult wants just two peanuts
Did you think you were being nice?
Eat all the goddamn peanuts
JESUS CHRIST
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
Nobody gives a rat’s ass
If you do or you don’t
And I’d like to give a rat’s ass
‘Cause you prob’ly won’t
Can you do all the things you talk up?
Are you a fraud or just afraid?
It’s time to climb out
Of the bed you never made.
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
You never played the big cards – you never took your shot
I’m still waiting to see what you’ve got
What could possibly happen if you saw something through?
Whatcha gonna do?
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER… YOU NEVER FINISH…
YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
|
||||
4. |
Tomorrow
03:57
|
|||
|
TOMORROW
I will be different
You will be different
This will be different TOMORROW
Who am I kidding
I must be kidding
I’ll clean the bathroom TOMORROW
Me and my clever
Stuck here forever
Bigger, not better TOMORROW
So much for sober
Turn a leaf over
Over and over TOMORROW
And all of you fucks can go
All of you fucks can go
All of you fucks can go fuck the fuck off
Sunshine is humming
Down goes the dumbing
Christmas is coming TOMORROW
Be who you need to
Do what you have to
Break what you want to TOMORROW
Tell me the ending
Spare the pretending
Time’s all I’m spending TOMORROW
And all of you fucks can go
All of you fucks can go
All of you fucks can go fuck the fuck off
Lazy resisting
Endlessly listing
Boxes of people
Cut to the sequel
And all of you fucks can go fuck the fuck off…TOMORROW
|
||||
Amy Engelhardt Los Angeles, California
Singer/songwriter.composer/lyricist. Vocal arranger.
Session singer.
Doctor Demento artist. Jersey
Girl.
Cheese lover.
Garlic fanatic.
Cat Servant. Formerly "Amy Bob" of Grammy noms THE BOBS. Let's order some drinks & appetizers.
... more
If you like Amy Engelhardt, you may also like:
Punchy pop-rock from Perth that balances gritty guitar work with wry hooks.
go to album
Pete Yorn Live At The Troubadour
by Pete Yorn
A sprawling, 25-song set from Pete Yorn complete with covers of Springsteen and The Smiths capture him at his unguarded best.
go to album
The hard-hitting, genre-agnostic songs on the latest from Dan Webb were inspired by conversations he had with a wide range of musicians.
go to album
Eraser Description @ COMA 2016 06 06
by Eraser Description
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 15, 2016
go to album
The members of Big Slice rubbed shoulders with Britpop legends like Suede & Echobelly—no surprise when you hear their radiant, hooky songs.
go to album
Younger Years EP
by Paul De Leon
Hailing from Vienna, Austria, Paul De Leon combine the cool precision of pop with the satisfying thrum of modern indie rock.
go to album
Rousing set of jangly guitar laden indie pop. Summer road trip music from a sister duo out of Milwaukee.
go to album
