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pittsburgh, ohio

by Bill White

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The Fishermen & the Priestess
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1.
WHY MUST I CALL IT FICTION? 02:11
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why must i call it fiction when all of it is true? why call her cleopatra if im singing about you? if a tale has a moral they call it a fable while heaps of self-centered ego sludge are marked with the fine art label if this aint the truth pouring out of my soul there is no place called hollywood and no such thing as rock and roll my stories are not fiction its the soap operas that lie and world leaders on the tv stage whose tongues ought to be tied all sane men know the world is round but its history is flat there are no globes in the war room take a close look at their maps why must i recant my story before i set down its first line? neither fable nor is it fiction it is the poetry of time
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Landsdowne Street 06:23
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theres always a party in allston a nightengale sang in kenmore square now aint that just the gospel truth i believe because i was there but that party ended in a blast of summer heat someone tells me that party is still gong on down on landsdowne street hangin at the paradiise with sheila e checkin out jeff buckley at johnny ds joe cook singin peanuts at the cantab bar my girlfriend is at the channel where the bad seeds are the whole world is watching i dont want to be seen so i grab a seat on the shuttle bus to landsdown street at avalon im talking with brett anderson about the songs on dog star man he is the kind of kid i should have grow up with not those hicks playing country in honkey tonk bars who wasted their young lives doing golden brown while i came to life in the underground singin reet petit on landsdowne street when her boyfriend went down in the hurricane she went silent inside a shout now she dances naked on the axisfloor because thats what shes all about is she running from ghosts or only people in sheets shes a witch its true but so beautiful in the lights on landsdowne street the tourist season has come and gone then stops and comes no more in days when our faces were painted white and our names were always at the door boston skies were never dark the crowds could hear us at fenway park when the traffic was at its peak on landsdown street do you remember mama kin the house aerosmith built where local bands like ours were treated like real rock and roll stars now waters coming in to the basementt where the sailors and mermaids meet i wonder if there is still a happy hour on landsdowne street now the crummy shuttle bus shuttles people to and fro from places they dont wanna be to places they dont wanna go silence falls across these halls leaving moisture on the seats the doors have all been chain-lock shut on landsdowne street
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John Donne Said 01:43
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john donne said it as a young man i read it so easy to conceive it but now i dont believe it because i am an island but i was not always this way i was part of a continent that long ago was washed away
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acoustcmaddie and bill white - Echoes of a hero 05:16
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1. With one hand on the Bible he knew it was a libel To call the man in front of him a hero when the deeds the man had done were zero Ch He swore an oath He lied a thousand lies Whit one hand at the bible and one hand at the heart He also sang a thousand more goodbyes 2. The medals on their chest(s) Sad some believe they were the best But echoes from Nuremberg told the truth they had lied through all the days of their past youth Ch They swore an oath They lied a thousand lies Whit one hand at the bible and one hand at the heart They also sang a thousand more goodbyes Outro And we still hear the sound of what once were And none of us want to go back there To the echoes of what we once called a hero Are shaded since the deeds they did were zero. Ch They swore an oath They lied a thousand lies Whit one hand at the bible and one hand at the heart They also sang a thousand more goodbyes Ch They swore an oath They lied a thousand lies Whit one hand at the bible and one hand at the heart They also sang a thousand more goodbyes
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cindy prince and bill white - Disappearance 02:45
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Disappearance © 2022 Cindy Prince A missing writer Off a big sail boat A shark eaten man Usually doesn't float There's only the bones Left on the ocean floor It's hard to know What we're looking for Chorus Disappearance When there's interference There's no assurance The body will be found Disappearance With so much deterrence And such abhorrence All around Bridge There's nothing left to decay All his flesh has been eaten away There's vague clues Nothing solid to go on Some cheats and lies To follow up on If it was murder Someone has to pay An intense investigation Is underway Repeat chorus
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Hi Bill, It's Curtis 03:19
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hi bill, it's curtis. i must have missed you. i guess you left already for the show.. im sure you'll be great wish i were there too. i dont get out much these days, as you know sorry i missed you. i just have to say how sincerely i do appreciate your feeding my cat while i was away, receivng treatments that wont change my fate. one more favor i ask of you, my friend, keeping silent on my situation. please visit me before tomorrow ends and i leave on a lenghthy vacation. could you bring me the fassbinder box set? i started but have not finished it yet.
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I Only Learned to Write Sad Songs 03:35
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i was involved with dyan cannon when i fell in love with candace bergen and took the on-ramp out of hollywood into connecticut when i auditioned julie smith i never dreamed i would be stuck with a girl going nowhere without me such are the mis-steps of an idiot who never learned to dance who only knew how to write sad songs songs that never did no one no good the law calls it entrapment but the priest calls it free will me i chose a hat-check girl over the queen of bunker hill when i auditioned julie smith i never dreamed she'd be going somewhere she would be going somewhere without me aint it a hoot? im playing the main stage at bumbershoot but its just another cash-in a trash bin for has beens such are the mis-steps of an idiot who never learned to dance who only knew how to write sad songs songs that never did no one no good i was involved with dyan cannon when i fell in love with candace bergen and took the on-ramp out of hollywood into connecticut when i auditioned julie smith i never dreamed i would be stuck with a girl going nowhere without me such are the mis-steps of an idiot who never learned to dance who only knew how to write sad songs songs that never did no one no good
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Bury Me Someplace Central 03:58
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I got women in massachusettes women in washington state women in california on both sides of the golden gate i got women in the carolinas women in tennessee women i woudnt recognize if they was standin in front of me chorus so bury me someplace central where all roads intersect so everyone arrives in time to pay their last respect i got women in the virgin islands and the dakotas too some fresh and some left over from shore leave in world war two from vancouver on the river to vancouver bc there are women i dont remember who still have warrants out on me repeat chorus i had a woman who owned a hog farm and one who did the twist one who could chop wood all day with a broken wrist i found some on the chain gangs some on the senate floor one who wore a green beret and one in the peace corps repeat chorus i got women in every corner of these united states some of them are rebels some of them are yanks this is my invitation for them to come around and have a big old catfght as they lay me in the ground repeat chorus so bury me someplace central where all roads intersect so everyone arrives in time to pay their last respect
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the Man in Front of You 02:58
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Verse 1 everything i know i learned in the ring how to block a punch when to take a swing i always won or lost on points i never knocked anyone cold because boxing is the sweetest science it's all about self-control Chorus boxing is all about the man who is standing iin front of you to know he is exactly the same kind of man as you Verse 2 some people are cursed with a calling others will call with a curse there are brutes in it just for the knockout and some only fight for the purse the athiest in the foxhole says "we are all in the foxhole now" and the only one here who has any faith left is the cat who is pushing the cow Bridge we are not born in sin the best man always wins the cat says she has moved it and she doesnt have to prove it Chorus boxing is all about the man who is standing iin front of you and know he is exactly the same kind of man as you
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tonight i cry for russia 06:08
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tonight i cry for the russia of bolshoi and tarkovsky motherland of chekhov and tolstoy i cry for the russian soldiers who defeated hitler and napoleon who now betray the motherland bringing on their own destruction tonight i cry for the dancers, the actors, the musicians, choreograhers and composers., the people who have endured i do not cry for vladimir who would impale all europe i cry for the russians the russians who will stand up against vladimir the killer against vladimir the pestilence against vladimir the famine who visits death on his own people and those of other lands tonight i cry for Shostikovitch Tchaikovsky, Rimsky-Korsakov. Pasternak and Pushkin Barishnakov and Nijinski nakarova and pavlova i cry for uncle vanya and anna karinina and every lovelorn lover in love with a tragic seagull for prince bolkovsky and his daughter koncholovsky and his brother today i pray for
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The Same Old Stinking War. 03:23
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a stray dog in the doorway i climb the broken stairs calling her name in the darkness but nobody is left in there sailors in the street below a broken window pane a siren that is silent now a broken water main many nights at this address i combed her flame-red hair though i cannot find her now i see red shadows everywhere a bomb makes no distinction between the city and the shore tonight ill go back to my ship and see my love no more my love was false, my love was true ill never see her no more its off to another battlefield in the same old stinking war.
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Counting the Stars 03:41
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counting the stars giving them names once you count to 100 the other hundreds are the same we are drowning in numbers 1000 a day once you count to 1000 the other thousands are the same 6 million died in death camps anonymous skin and bones 6 died in an earthquake each epitaph is known covid killed 6 million 1000 every day once you count 1000 the other thousands are the same complacency in numbers when the numbers get too high if billions die in total war will the numbers nullify the weight of human suffering that suffocates the heart will we stop counting at 100 as we count the falling stars

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released March 9, 2022

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