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Lovely Places

by Bill White

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1.
Greenpoint, Brooklyn 03:15
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as long as youve got another butt in the pack rolled up in in the sleeve of your t shirt then youve got a friend in greenpoint as long as youve got cold beers in the icebox youve got a party going on but when youve got nothing for your dirtbag neighbors then youve got no friends in greenpoint and if youre stuck in the ghetto of greenpoint with no money for the subway fare then youre stuck by yourself in greenpoint you might die in the park on a hot friday night and you might lie there dead until sunday unless youve got a friend who discovers you there and calls the police to remove you from there and maybe even a doctor will make a quick check and a good guess as to what caused you to die on that hot friday night in greenpoint but if youve got the cash to pick up the beer tab then you might get a a girlfriend in greenpoint if you dont mind that shes a stripper who accepts flowers from men you might even have a wedding in greenpoint but me i have chosen to go without friends they are too costly and most of them are finks and they will follow you for pizza on two for one day leaving you only one pizza to eat and they show up at your house in the morning for coffee and dont leave til they have smoked your last cigarette and if you are lucky and have a job they will wait til youve left in the morning then come over and take what they want whlle your gone yeah, life is a con in greenpoint if your taking the train from manhattan this is where all the white folks get off
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Hell is the Loveliest Place 02:06
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Hell is the loveliest place Ruled by plump little devils With smiles on their face Pigs and sheep roasting On sticks in the fire Always plenty to eat And much to admire Yes, Hell is the loveliest place The rivers are clean And the fish jump for joy Even when its a girl, Fathers say "It's a boy!" Things we dont want to see We simply erase And with fresh shiny lies Happily replace Yes, Hell is the loveliest place No music, no books, No tedious debate There us nothing to love And plenty to hate Yes, Hell is the loveliest place Numbers have taken The place of words We are lighter than air And as free as the birds Free to destroy But not to embrace 40 acres and a mule Apple pie, chocoalte cake Hell is the loveliest place
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The World Outside 04:14
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today another six thousand have died i have nothing to do with the world outside each night at precisely ten i cross the street with the garbage, and then animals tear the bags apart dinner ala cart inside i change the liners on the cans and wash my hands start to watch a movie, and then try to fall asleep again except for this, i havent left the house in half a year there is nothing of the outside world in here out there a moment in history im lost inside my own mystery where the outside world cannot get in, but then the outside world doesnt walk, it shuffles fair trade and all those free market hustles all that is left is a security fence that seperates the brain from the head when the world outside is most content i back off from the edge of a lost continent my wife smells a smell in the room could be a dead animal or some rotten food i seach but can find nothing smelly not even old bread filled wth peanuts and jelly i havent a clue so i check out my shoes in the cracks and the cricks and the slits i find packed in pieces of dog shit i scoop and i scrape i shovel and pry all the pieces i brought in from the world outside
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Comm Ave 05:43
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is that really me on the green line? what am i doing there? passing every stop on Comm Ave between Allston and Kenmore Square dreaming a dream i have forgotten 7000 miles from where you stand if you want to, you will find pieces of me scattered on Comm Ave sleeping on floors till i found a mattress on the street breaking my back at village fruit or 80 bucks a week is that me walking down comm ave looking for the mass ave bridge from both sides of the street the fenway and the nickleodeon the paradise and the rat take it on the arches when the green line train is packed a head on crash on huntington tore the top off of my head when i was pulled out from the wreckage nobody told me i waas dead is that really me on the green line? what am i doing there? passing every stop on Comm Ave between Allston and Kenmore Square come lay me down in cambridge let me stay beneath the iron gate dont want to cross the Massachusetts bridge or see Comm Ave again is that really me dreaming a dream i have forgotten 7000 miles from where you stand if you are looking, you will find pieces of me scattered on Comm Ave if you are looking, you will find pieces of me scattered on Comm Ave
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I Killed the Butterfly 02:10
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When I was only 13 a chauffer offered me a ride in a limousine And we drove to a field to play it was a remarkable day he chased me and I chased him We ran and we fell and we ran again Till we came to his house and he chased me in He showed me a revolver and a kimono from japan Threw me on the bed holding both my hands his long womans hair fell into my lap he started licking my stomach as he pulled down my pants Told me his name was madame butterfly then he trembled as he sucked me goodbye gave me the revolver and said kill the butterfly so I killed the butterfly
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The Last Exit 04:33
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verse 1....everybody has a special place they'll remember till the end of days a place they came to find themselves where true frendships were born its all about the moments that were spent outside of time leaving traces of ourselves in lovely places chorus....this is now an express train if you are not going to pork chop hill get off at the next stop if you dont want to be roasted like a fully-dressed pheasant this is the last exit verse 2 no pictures, no recordings, what happens here remains here it is ours for a moment and then it disappears the end of tradition, the birth of innovation the last exit of escape from a suicided nation verse 3 .....eve and her coven of cowboys, sit at the table round the click of the chess board timer the metronome of the underground on monday the sign ups start early for singers to sing their three songs on wednesday the poets are hoping to find a place where they feel they belong bridge ...tor de kon plays the sunlight sonata on the spinet out by the back stairs charles manson is eating some hot apple pie while irv eyeballs the hips and the squares pill popping, table hopping, kilo copping kids i cant believe we got away with all the things that we did verse 3.....we started out as fugitives and ended as refugees writing songs of revolution all thats left is elegys now at each re-union we sing the songbook for the missing and we'll keep on singing till the last of us is gone
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Bill White and Saltyjohn - Just Keep On Moving On 02:59
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Just Keep On Moving On V1 I used to come here as a kid I’d play my guitar and sing On a real good night I’d get paid And sometimes I’d get laid V2 Now the bar stools are all empty And the till has lost its ring A tea towel on the beer pumps said That this old place is dead Chorus Nothing stays the same Everything moves on You can’t go back What’s gone has gone Just keep on moving on V3 I called out loud but no one came There’s nothing here but ghosts I turned around and walked away The memories could stay Chorus Nothing stays the same Everything moves on You can’t go back What’s gone has gone Just keep on moving on ©2020 John S Alty
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Hours of Rest 03:46
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my hours of rest i spend with you from two till six those are our hours of love as i give to you my hours of rest i tricked you into wanting me i came into the bar with a different woman every night each one lovelier e last i set the hook the die was cast from six in the morning to seven at night i worked two jobs then was hard pressed by one with whom i spent succulent minutes before giving to you my hours of rest my hours of rest i spend with you from two till six hours of love the moon streaming in through the window the stars firmly stationed above i am by love possesed as i give to you my hours of rest
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I Wonder If I Could Love You Again 02:41
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I loved you when our hearts were light And the world was a world filled with friends Now that we are old and alone I wonder if I could love you again I loved you in the misfit years It was us against the world Now than bothof us can fit in I wonder if I could love you again Take my life And put it on The shelf next to your bed Along with the Book of Martyrs, The Lives of Saints, And all the other books You havent read I loved you when we were young We thought it would ever end Now that the sands have been blown into the air I wonder if I could love you again

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released September 21, 2020

all songs written and perfromed by bill white except just keep on keepin on lyrics by John S Alty

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