Cuture Vulture
steer clear
cold samba
one drop
silawe
carnival
for keeps
cupid awake
simple things
influence
up
severe
isis and osiris
evolve
Steer Clear
words for breaking silence sake
hold your breath until you break
over my eyes you're such a glaze
you and i know nothing stays
i thought my house was big enough for you
but you just keep on breaking through
to every patron saint we pray
you and i know nothing stays
for my love - did you come here?
from my love - must you steer clear?
two little almonds dark and brown
your eyes follow me around
looking for some common ground
you and i are lost and found
everybody's so concerned
we cry for all we never learned
don't matter which god that we praise
you and i know nothing stays
oh live wire, oh live wire
i lost you last night in the fire, fire
bumper sticker philosophy
crimes of plain stupidity
so little time so many ways but
you and i know nothing stays
words and music by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses songs ltd.
Cold Samba
pull me up and away, one day we'll be loving as one
when the mannequins die, we'll be alive, hungry for the edible sun
we have the same blood, we both look for the same truth
so fair, so light, i'm right on the brink of you
suffer this, there's no need to cry
it's just incubation time
so put your hand in mine, keep me warm
now the nautical wind will send for the heron to fly
while the tide is still low, translate slow, let me imitate your syllable sigh
we have the same name, we both look for the same proof
so far, so bright, i'm right on the brink of you
if i'm second in line, residuals are fine
i'm unworthy to hold you, everything i touch turns cold
your smiles or your frowns, i'll keep your hand-me-downs
i'm unworthy to hold you, everything i touch turns cold
put your hand in mine...
keep me warm
she's a prodigal girl, this world is a cover to cling
when america sunk, she was a club junkie dancing to the edible swing
we have the same books, reading up on the jazz thing
in a smoky still light, i'm right on the brink of you
up up and away, one day we'll be seven miles high
it's a nebulous plan, leave all the land, talk with the eloquent sky
we have the same palms, our feet fit into the same shoes
no pain in sight, i'm right on the brink of you
five year old boy says, "mom, will you marry me?
it's not what you think, it's not just an oedipal fling
we hate the same man, left us under the same roof
you are my light, i'm right on the brink of you"
michael hale - drums
clay pendergrass - bass
jim cocke - organ
Davíd garza - guitars, piano, shakers, vocal
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
One Drop
all those people i said goodbye to, i should have maybe said see you soon
when i told you see you soon, i shoulda maybe just said goodbye
did i set off your alarm?
are your dreams just dropping hints?
will we ever make any sense of this?
you know you rain, and then you drain
i don't even have time to ask why
you know you sink, and then you drink one drop at a time
i never get love, i only sweat blood
i don't even have time to ask why
i take a plunge, you wring me like a sponge, one drop at a time
i've come this far to seperate my confidantes from my enemies
we share the same fair-weathered friends, sitting cross-legged in the clouds
i refuse to believe that there's nothing left for me
but my hair to thin and my eyes to close
you know you rain, and then you drain
i don't even have time to ask why
you know you sift, and then you drift one drop at a time
i never get love, i only sweat blood
i don't even have time to ask why
i take a plunge, you wring me like a sponge, one drop at a time
i'm calling about the ad in the paper saying
"pleasure pleasure seeking pain
must have experience in getting other under people's skin..."
did i set off your alarm?
are your dreams dropping hints?
will we ever make any sense of this?
michael hale - drums
clay pendergrass - bass
mitch marine - congas, shakers
Davíd garza - guitars, piano, organ, tamborine, vocals
words and music writeen by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
Silawe
the rank and the file was too much for me
everyone believes what everybody see
revolution came, generations unglued
stepped into calamity and slipped through the groove
trampled on, scoffed at, banished from my friends
stripped of my uniform by my captain
stooped lower with my face in the mud
lungs filled with smoke from the breathing of the guns
c'mon now, c'mon sister, i'm your brother
don't you recognize me, i'm your brother
hiding out safe till they broke down the door
marched me to their camp as a prisoner of war
from the underground cavern to penitentiary
i always heard your brown voice calling me
don't take my angry words, come back my way
commisserate with me, my angry words will fade away
silawe, don't take my angry words, come back my way
commisserate with me, my angry words will fade away
seconds turned to years and the battle raged on
most of my people in my hometown were gone
finally escaped on a night full of fog
dodged all the bullets, outran the dogs
stowed away until i got kicked off the train
landed in the river, i was washed clean again
the current cradled me to your shore, now i see
that everything revolves around amnesty
drinking bug juice till i can't steer right
civil wars under the goldfish light
i'm a painting in a cheap hotel
i've seen things i hope i never see again
pull me up by the roots
maybe new hope will take over
brush the old pain off of my shoulder
you can meet me in the tenderland
silawe
something solid, something real
everything just hurts too much
michael hale - drums, agogo
clay pendergrass - bass
jim cocke - hammond B-3
juliana sheffield - harmony vocals
pauline lynders-gustafson - vocals
Davíd blackburn - vocals
Davíd garza - guitar, tamborine, vocals, shakers
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses songs ltd.
Carnival
why don't you hold my other hand
why don't you kiss my other cheek
why don't you dig a little deeper
why don't you plant another seed
is it a sin to let me win one game of love before i slip away
the folklore, the fantasies, distract from the fact that we're not saved
alma of mine
clay pigeons rock your boat
and the salesman drops you for the new savior in town
alma of mine
you slip a quarter under the ashtray and you chew your last bite over again
alma of mine
you're not looking close enough
you can feed off this energy
there's a flower growing through the weeds
tables turn, wills get weak, arms give away to surrendering
now i can only wish for it to come to me
like it did in a dream
i couldn't sleep in your bed, i'd wake up in my grave
the alchemy, the alibis, distract from the fact that we're not saved
tell me where's the world we used to hold
and how long have you been blank
where's the river that was in your heart
and how many times did you walk the plank
it's not as if you're going blind, open up and look again
take time and you will find, there's a carnival under my plain skin
growing, growing, gone....
michael hale - drums
clay pendergrass - bass, chants
jim cocke - organ, keyboards, chants
mitch marine - timbales, agogo, floor tom, shakers
juliana sheffield - vocals
Davíd garza - guitars, vocals
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
For Keeps
whisper closer either lies or true
i'm just listening to your lips move
by a different name we are one
don't you know in all ways i've been all yours?
since the moon was half what it is now
until the sun has wilted in the clouds
to you, oh love, life me up
i'll walk into the fire with you again
you've got me now for keeps
to you i'm bound for keeps
i'm winding down so deep...
come in closer real or in a dream
either way my soul will be redeemed
leave your home behind, stay with me
don't you know in all ways i've been all yours?
since the lightening flickered with the thunder
until the north stay falls asunder
to your state of grace lift me up
will you walk into the fire with me again?
you've got me now for keeps
to you i'm bound for keeps
i'm winding down so deep...
words and music by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses songs ltd.
Cupid Awake
wake up cupid don't you have a thing or two to save
mother's crying, king and queen are spying on the slave
baby just born trying to keep warm feeling for a match
dripping darkness leather harness strapped across the back
now the aftermath of absent-mindedness is cold below
where the wishful thinkers wish you'd finally break
my heartbeat even gets to sleep, but you're keeping my soul awake
softer than now cupid shoots a quick one through the sun
clouds of kisses act suspicious speaking foreign tongues
girls with broken bottle necks around here are commonplace
stealing generations never leaving tracks to trace
he posed for a daguerreotype in 1895
now everybody knows his face when he's falling from the sky
my heartbeat even gets to sleep, but you're keeping my soul awake
artist atlas drowned the baptist lost jerusalem
no one ever bothered asking if he'd learned to swim
with quiet power can you turn the desert sand to snow
the suburb gypsy says "the lamb inside your hand will know"
the priest ran off with the secretary with scarlet letter-ease
he got tired of feeling numb around the knees
my heartbeat even gets to sleep, but you're keeping my soul awake
(c)1993 thousand roses songs ltd.
Simple Things
simple things are impossible for nervous hands
i know this, i'm nervous
simple thoughts are unthinkable for nervous minds
i know this, i'm nervous
with my cranial capacity
and two opposable thumbs
and my conscious veracity
i come to a conclusion
i wish you would've let me know
from the get go
instead of just hanging around
got to break love down yeah
into simple things
simple dream is a metaphor to an insomniac
i know this, i'm nervous
simple sketch is a work of art to a caveman
i know this, i'm nervous
words and music by joel garza and Davíd garza
(c)1993 hosongs/thousand roses songs ltd.
Influence
do you really hold me to
all the things i say in your arms?
drunken kiss i gave to you
loving under the influence
you have a power over me
you steal my thunder away
target my desire - ready, aim, fire
i'm sorry, i didn't know
you've got to believe me
the last thing i want to do is get involved
i love you but i'm still afraid
of all the masochistic things you do
i love you but i'm still afraid of you
when i was a sober guy
i thought i had it all figured out
i didn't even know about
loving under the influence
but ever since i fell for you
you steal my thunder away
target my desire - ready, aim, fire
take it from a fool
i know more than i will ever show
these are all just tricks i learned from
loving under the influence
but ever since i fell for you
you steal my thunder away
target my desire - ready, aim, fire
michael hale - drums
clay pendergrass - bass
jim cocke - organ, piano
mitch marine - timbales
terence slemmons - vocals
juliana sheffield - harmony vocal/mumbles
lisa hargus - mumbles
pauline lyders-gustafson - mumbles
john bush - congas, tamborine
kenny withrow - electric guitar solo
Davíd garza - acoustic guitars, vocals
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
Up
if it's not enough, all this pain and sorrow
lee and john public are my only friends
maybe your mystique is too oblique to follow
maybe all your beauty goes right over my head
climbing up to the mountain
the only way is up
swim upstream with the salmon
the only way is up
pawn shop, coffee black, three o'clock in the morning
right around the block from the grassy knoll
when i realized the only scars you ever left me with
were all the stretch marks on my soul
i got a soft spot in my heart for attention-hungry psychos
i used to live next door to one, now slowly i'm becoming one
i hope you're it, of you i'll never tire
stay with me and breath, you're my one desire
a blind man in athens
made a cross for my sister
out of an olive tree
mitch marine - drums
clay pendergrass - bass
jim cocke - keyboards, organ
terence slemmons - harmony vocals
Davíd garza - guitar, vocal
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
Severe
serve, sever, severe
would you keep on following me if i wasn't clear?
would you still call out my name if i killed you off tomorrow?
would you still knock on my door if you had nothing to borrow?
if i loved you, would you ache?
would you scream, would you cry?
a house on the rocks is the same as a lilly in the field
can't you tell, can't you feel?
all that's left is a faith double-crossed
just like everything else it got lost
carousel, translation
apparition or aberration?
why can't the night owls see me?
she had extra yellow paint
now she has two suns on her landscape
your house on the rocks is the same as the lilly in the field
can't you tell, can't you feel?
and your love letter went through the wash
just like everything else it got lost
serve, sever, severe
would you keep on following me if i wasn't clear?
would you still call out my name if i killed you off tomorrow?
would you still knock on my door if you had nothing to borrow?
if i loved you, would you ache?
would you scream, would you cry?
ten years gone, now he's got his own band
now i follow you like a known man
sold my soul for a quarter of the cost
just like everything else you got lost
carousel, translation
apparition or aberration?
why can't the night owls see me?
she had extra yellow paint
now she's got two suns on her landscape
a man in a ??? is the same as a ???
can't you see, can't you tell?
all that's left is a faith double-crossed
just like everything else it got lost
if i loved you, would you ache?
would you scream, would you cry?
forty years now and he's got his own band
now i walk around in the hot sand
sold my soul for a quarter of the cost
just like everything else it got lost
michael hale - drums, surdo, agogo, repinque
clay pendergrass - bass, shakers
jim cocke - hammond B-3
mitch marine - cuica, tamborim
reggie rueffer - violin
Davíd garza - guitars, vocals
words and music by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
Isis and Osiris
send my boy home, you've had him long enough
doesn't even know he's got his father's eyes
call him on the phone, stutters just like you
choking out of breath, running from the truth
same dream every night puts me in my place
bend to kiss his cheek, he's got his mother's face
i'm brick where i was silk, i'm rough where i was smooth
my feet are always sore, running from the truth
sun's a prison bulb, the sky's a guarded fence
chalking days upon the wall till I'm free again
isis won't you tell osiris to let me go, let me go
time to go to bed shouldn't be awake
shouldn't have to see me burning at the stake
fastest on the team tearing up his shoes
just like his old man running from the truth
don't let me die...i'm running
roses at your feet, i'm bleeding like a bull
running toward your cape, running from the truth
imitating us is the worst thing you can do
ever since you were born we've been imitating you
bordertown, hunt me down, maybe you'll never understand
bordertown, hunt me down, everyone catch me if you can
i'm chasing my shadow again, chasing my shadow again
don't let me die on the run, like father, like mother, like son
can't dance cheek to cheek, what do you expect
can't see eye to eye because we're running neck and neck
nothing is everything, everything is you
ignorance is this, running from the truth
don't let me die...i'm running
john bush - congas, shakers
clay pendergrass - bass
juliana sheffield - vocals
kenny withrow - acoustic guitar
Davíd garza - electric slide, vocal
words and music by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses ltd.
Evolve
please be still
please wait until the hurricane is gone
stay where you are
i can't find the north star overheard
every road sign is torn to shreds
please be still
please wait for me, i won't be too long
i know the sun will rise again
when the hurricane is gone
half of the fight is
getting over the wall
you're my only and all
forever waiting
for love to evolve
you're my only and all
michael hale - drums
clay pendergrass - bass
mitch marine - congas, shakers
Davíd garza - guitars, piano, organ, tamborine, vocals
words and music written by Davíd garza
(c)1993 thousand roses songs ltd.