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Koufax Album



2002
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Hold back - what for?
I'll only ask you once more
The time is right to have it out
The time is nigh for coming out
It's just that small town small mind
Excuse we've heard to many times
Why must you live as you're told
By your brother twice as old
So you should save some cash - it's wise
To have some standing by
In case that moment does come
You're seventeen on the run

When you had the chance
You should have let us know
When you had the chance
You should have told us so
'Cause the night life has
Made clear just what's en vogue
I ask you to have it out
Would you let us know?

Back to the query posed
This endless game of telephone
When will you move to a downtown
L.A. won't be that town
As it's sung, "Sell all of your clothes,
Be mad, rash, squander cash"
The records that you once owned
They echo out your old home

Moving to the larger cities
Impulse thinking keeps you busy
A night job has to pay day bills
Moving to the larger cities
Impulse thinking keeps you busy
Your excuse list can go on and on and on...

. . .


Stop taking advice from your family
They've never been right on anything
The funeral's planned for your freedom and property
It's all being booked for your new life
It's all in time
Break it off before she destroys everything
Call it off, you've got to ignore "destiny"
Break it off
Before it's too late tonight
For all of the nights she lost track of time
The other man still in her eyes
Believing the lies in her all fiction alibi
It's gonna be nice not to rely
It's all in time
Break it off before she destroys everything
Call it off, you've got to ignore "destiny"
Break it off
Before it's too late, you must decide
Before it's too late...
Break it off before she takes you for everything
Call it off, ignore this makeshift destiny
Break it off

. . .


On the first date I want to walk out
Oh, the cocaine kids and their mouths
Seemed to be a cure for shyness,
But we'd sworn to our friends never to try it
The mistakes you make in youth
Simply calling it trouble doesn't make sense,
When doctors and lawyers are clients
These are the things that we said
Made it fine for just something on weekends
There is more to this than I'm telling you
Why we're drawn to things we shouldn't do
Still that night, we hoped for a normal social life
In place of a difficult adolescent time
Oh yeah, just a normal social life
Which lead to a mischievous New York night time
And it just so happens now, our friends know what we're all about
Now we've got to get back to the city
We could care less if it is costly
There are those two streets in Brooklyn
And it's Lou Reed lyrics as living
There is truth to what I am telling you
Why we're drawn to things we shouldn't do
Still that night, we hoped for a normal social life
In place of a difficult adolescent time
Oh yeah, just a normal social life
Which lead to a mischievous New York night time

. . .


Skip the remote location of home
A healthier dose of drinks I suppose
Is what everyone needs tonight
It's what everyone needs tonight
If a party gets thrown for reasons we know
The days at work, and nights at home
Then, why not tonight
At least come for a while
A bottle of wine
There's nothing worse than Saturdays alone
Saturdays alone
On top of having Fridays at home
On top of having Fridays at home
Your whole weekend alone
Why not tonight
At least come for a while
A bottle of wine
There's nothing worse than Saturdays alone
Saturdays alone
On top of having Fridays at home
On top of having Fridays at home
Your whole weekend alone
Why won't you answer calls
You never choose the right night
And it's obvious that you know
There is nothing worse than Saturdays alone
Saturdays alone
On top of having Fridays at home
On top of having Fridays at home
Every last Friday at home
Your whole weekend alone

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Skip the remote location of home
A healthier dose of drinks I suppose
Is what everyone needs tonight
It's what everyone needs tonight
If a party gets thrown for reasons we know
The days at work, and nights at home
Then, why not tonight
At least come for a while
A bottle of wine
There's nothing worse than Saturdays alone
Saturdays alone
On top of having Fridays at home
On top of having Fridays at home
Your whole weekend alone
Why not tonight
At least come for a while
A bottle of wine
There's nothing worse than Saturdays alone
Saturdays alone
On top of having Fridays at home
On top of having Fridays at home
Come back to life
Give us a sign
When was it her heart stopped working tonight
Now's not the time to argue
Who was the one giving out the lines
Saturday night, everything fine
Until this problem did arrive
What's there to do
Where's there to go
What will we say when the cops arrive
Cause we'll need an answer
Think of an answer
It was hard to see this young girl die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Terrible to see a good friend die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Come back to life
Save us the time
From having to calculate this lie
To ourselves, for our sake
I wish she would just open her eyes
Saturday night, nothing's gone right
I'd say it is time to decide
What's there to do
Clear out the house
What will we say when her parents arrive
Cause we'll need an answer
Think of an answer
It was hard to see this young girl die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Terrible to see a good friend die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Not enough to change

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Come back to life
Give us a sign
When was it her heart stopped working tonight
Now's not the time to argue
Who was the one giving out the lines
Saturday night, everything fine
Until this problem did arrive
What's there to do
Where's there to go
What will we say when the cops arrive
Cause we'll need an answer
Think of an answer
It was hard to see this young girl die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Terrible to see a good friend die
But not enough to bring a change in lifestyle
Come back to life
Save us the time
From having to calculate this lie
To ourselves, for our sake
I wish she would just open her eyes
Saturday night, nothing's gone right
I'd say it is time to decide
The verbal form of sorry is a workout
When dealing with a fall out in a small town
When friendship stops, so do phone calls
I've expected every night since last fall -
A time not to forget
I want to know what will be of consequence
In time, revenge will be healing
It's undeniably a long stretch of road
At least be civil is a goal
I wonder how it will come off
When it's so put on
Yeah, so put on
So put on
The backlash of sorry leaves you strung out
The feelings of a drama major dropout
The acting stopped, so did phone calls
I've expected every night since last fall -
A time not to forget
I'd like to know what now is of consequence
In time, revenge will be healing
It's undeniably a long stretch of road
At least be civil is a goal
I wonder how it will come off
When it's so put on
Yeah, so put on
So put on

. . .


What bothers most lying here awake
Is how absurd you've been as of late
You sleep through the healthiest of our days
With bad Ohio grass headaches

You don't think out loud enough
Perhaps Denial's caused this much...
Always thinking on the bright side
Always thinking on it

The one thing to always trust is fate
It's irony we can't get straight
And it's funny when the weather has its say
Those three day weekends full of rain

Still the times are hardly rough
And you know you should know this much
Always thinking on the bright side

. . .


"Once you figure out what is out
There will be nothing of interest"
This kind of thinking only takes away
From what you'll get
Still you stick to your request
A younger body with an older soul
What you ask for is unknown
You're forever on your own
Don't ask for the truth
To hear it, you'll only get depressed
The right advice is just a sympathy from your friends
Still you stick to your request
A younger body with an older soul
What you ask for is unknown
You're forever on your own
Start thinking solo
Silence fills your home
And your self destruction
It's stealing from Burroughs (William)
Yeah what you ask for is unknown
You're forever (ever) on your own

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Get yourself undressed
We're due for a night not to forget
As a cure for this unrest,
Think of it as simply passing time
The midwest is outside
Any morals that you hold
Have come from prudish, dated lies
The every sunday frame of mind
I'd like to open up your eyes
And ease your Catholic mind
That's where the trouble lies tonight
You can take away respect
With a television set
A new culture to digest
Think of it as simply passing time
The midwest is outside
Every pent up, mixed desire
Stems from this prudish way of life
An excuse that's guilt inspired
I'd like to open up your eyes
And ease your Catholic mind
That's where the trouble lies tonight
Her love for company - a drug at best
No longer worried what the Church accepts
It's under my bad influence

. . .


A little problem has arrived
I have heard that you are someone's wife,
Two kids, at home full time
Which would mean that I am
That would mean that I am the other man
Well, I've never been a moral man
Where do you think it's going
Where do you see this going
I know it won't last
Can't say I'd give it the chance

Everyone says that it's wrong

We never did slow down
To think about this adultery - it screwed morality

Just when I say it's through
She comes up with, "It's the sin I love...
That's known from the first touch"
Why older women have these emotions
I will understand, as the devil guides my hands
Where do you think it's going
What do you think we're doing
I know it won't last,
But I'd still like one more pass

Everyone says that it's wrong

We never did slow down
To think about this adultery - it screwed morality

When I brag about having a Mrs. Robinson
Knowing that it is only the sin that is the attraction

We never did slow down
To think about this adultery - it fucked morality

. . .

Honest Answers

[No lyrics]

. . .


Wishful thinking won't amount to living
As a selfless person, or the honest guy
Week day drinking, a workplace demeaning
Every good intention for a family life
Remembering jobs, years lost as a father
Never learned how to speak up or say stop right now
Yesterday yearning, memories blurring
He tries to recapture it on the line
Time is ticking, years are passing
Faster and faster right before his eyes
Remembering jobs, years lost as a father
Never learned how to speak up or have it stop
With his children gone he sings this song
So long to good times
Bring on the goodbyes

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