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Ended Up Making Love
03:18
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She had to meet him when she first laid eyes on him
Her body trembling and her mind all a-buzz
She liked the way he walked the earth as a sensitive one
Never assuming that he’ll do what he does
Her timing couldn’t have been any better or worse
He took the looks and interests just as they come
He told her positives and negatives and charming reports
And they ended up making love
The spring had found its’ way into summer
She’s on the road and in the clouds above
She returned to open arms in the doorway
They stood there frozen in a never-ending hug
S0 Halloween came and their feelings were masked and robed
All saints day found them bothered and bugged
They decided on a break but realized their mistake
And they ended up making love
Now for all the time and money spent, the tears shed, the makeups and the chases
Now for all the lonely nights, the public fights with sad, concerned familiar faces
Please not here!!!
He said I need you to honor all my secrets
And that he didn’t want to plan for Christmas
She told him that I love you but you’ll have to learn to change
And he said, “I don’t play that game”
So they commenced their normal, processed resolutions
And found that happiness the only solution
And they ended up a-sleeping on the mattress on her floor
And they ended up making love
Promise it’s not a contest
Who is gonna suffer the least between us
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2. |
Big Heart
03:49
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I salute you DOUBLE PEACE
These two fingers just ain’t cuttin’ it
It’s still brutal for the lower class
People standing ‘round indifferent
Absolutely DOUBLE PEACE
We surrender ‘neath the sheets
A peace for you, a piece for me
Something’s missing – you could dodge the truth
How can we kill science?
How can we kill King?
Tell me what the hell am I reading about
Or looking at on a TV screen
Now it’s 9 o’clock in the morning
And half the world’s asleep
But some are sleeping on feather beds
While the outcasts sleep in the streets
I’ve got a news suggestion
We could double the weatherman’s pay
In addition to his forcast, what’s his look on peace today?
Yea I could spare some change man
But I don’t know if change gon’ come
Tell me how the hell did big heart get his hands on a loaded gun
Big Heart never let a dream die
Big Heart never let your guard down
I missed you at the rally, but I see you on the net
If some of this should happen to you there’d be hell to pay, I’d bet
SO carry on in your progress, and go call your one black friend
I’ll be marching towards the best for us and I’ll meet you at the end
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3. |
Giant Sleeping
03:46
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Her running slowed to a walk then a crawl and now she’s gone from my mind
You friends will have your front and your back no matter what is going on
So why not sweep these eggshells off the floor
We’re here right now and there is nothing more
He’s a cross between a Hurricane and a hyper active boy
Any further explanation will drown out his Pink noise
The river’s run on for centuries or more and now it’s dry as a bone
The water nourished the trees on the bank that housed the birds and their songs
So why not find another spot to fish
Or close our eyes and introduce our lips
She’s a cross between a Lion Queen and the captain of a cheering team
Any further speculation might wake her from her white noise dream
I swear the last thing I put in my cup was water, babe
In case I woke up thirsty in the night
I held my pillow tight, a passing thought of you
I hoped the last mosquito wouldn’t bite before the frost
There’s metal still on the fields from the battles let it lay where it lay
The Giant Sleeping so sweetly, so peacefully on his side like a baby
The sound of domestic violence is quieted with a look of defeat
The window seemed to be crying no lying he looked humbled on these streets
I think I’ve seen all that I need to see
Take out your old dull scissors cut me free
He’s a cross between a Hurricane and a hyper active boy
Any further explanation will drown out his Pink noise
She’s a cross between a Lion Queen and the captain of a cheerlead team
Any further speculation might wake her from her white noise dream
I swear the last thing I put in my cup was water, babe
In case I woke up thirsty in the night
I held my pillow tight, a passing thought of you I hoped the last mosquito didn’t bite before the frost
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4. |
Cold Moon
04:22
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I laid awake last night in a bed we never shared
Felt like something was missing that was never really there
What is it about that feeling?
Oh when you hold me
And you’re near
The real home of the brave
The actual land of the free
Cold moon’s a-coming
And who’ll keep you warm
I’ve got extra blankets
And here comes the storm
She calls him on the telephone and he recalls her beauty
But, like a Blue Jay, doesn’t sing the prettiest song
What is it about that feeling?
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5. |
Raincheck
03:32
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Come on Come on old buddy Long time no see
There’s a great old film that’s playing at the theater on Houston St
It always feels like yesterday, but maybe we’ve grown to far apart
Ellinore’s been gone teaching English in Vietnam
She came home for a funeral and didn’t make any other plans
When we all called to bring out we didn’t get one response in return
I don’t wanna write a raincheck that you’re never gonna cash
But if I did I’d put an expiration on the back
I’ll think about it for a couple days and get back to you
I guess we’re guilty of the same thing
But I’m always sympathetic of your wishes and dreams
They passed through Charlotte a White Van chewin’ road on tour
Sent a word to Nathan and he promised ‘em a bottle of Dewar’s
But Raleigh’s just a few more hours and maybe he’ll make the drive this time
I don’t wanna write a raincheck that you’re never gonna cash
If I did I’d put an expiration on the back
I’ll think about it for a couple days and get back to you
I guess we’re guilty of the same thing
But I’m always sympathetic of your wishes and dreams
We all lose touch sometimes but, don’t ya lose that sense completely
Forget to call on Christmas, you’re forgiven
We can wait for the new year when things settle down
I know the absence isn’t deliberate
these paths are crazy ain’t they
Jack joined the Army as soon as we finished school
There’s a few young men left to pull from a shrinking pool
And we all held our breath for years, wrote him off like a lost cause
We thought
We didn’t wanna write a rain check that he’s never gonna cash
We hoped they didn’t put an expiration on his back
I thought about him every couple days we were young and green
I know he’s guilty of the same thing
And I only call him crazy cause I know what it means
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6. |
I Yield
03:06
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I Yield I Yield I Yield
He’d been long gone by the time I was six
I’ve done the simple math and it all makes sense
I Yield
After teenage dreams turned to salty memories
In favor of the harshness of adult realities
I Yield
Though history tried calling you superior race
I step aside on our sidewalk with a smile on my face
I yield
Niggas this and niggas that does damage to my ears
I throw out pounds and slide my skin, resign for my peers
I yield
Callin’ on you now, take the torch and pass it round
Callin’ off the dogs, call it off before that stubborn driver
Crashes into us
Matrimony hides her face while tickling my feet
Passing countless suitors as I make my two ends meet
I yield
One thousand voices in my head and strongly they opine
I put 3 eggs in one basket with the hope that I’ll be fine
Go Heal
When life hands you that lemon put the juice to good use
Soak your feet in Epsom salts and spit polish your boots
Go heal
I Yield
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7. |
All I Got
04:33
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I may be poor but at least my house is clean
It’s due for inspection, the stones locked up unseen
Not brick and mortar, nor woodstacks piled high
Hay was an option but that chance has passed me by
To live like an outlaw with some songs and a tank of gas
A guitar on my shoulder
But this music’s all I got
To my family forget me not
You can use me when I’m hot
When I cold I’ll kneel down and beg for more
IRS, old Willie
Never gonna get me down
The path is darkened by a torch that’s fueled by doubt
We head towards the star in the distance
Our hands and hearts reached out
I let her walk for reasons still unknown
Don’t curse at statues don’t scream at a mind that’s blow
We live for the wonder with a tempted mind to bail
The current is steady, unstable
Cuz this music’s all I got
To my family forget me not
You can use me when I’m hot
When I cold I’ll kneel down and beg for more
One Percent, Uncle Samuel never gonna tax my soul!
Ranks wane in number with each battle casualties
We hold our position knowing backup’s on the way
With captains orders “Keep Going. Just Keep Going”
Go walk with purpose draw strength from those before
Who drove a taxi, who among us has swept floors?
Don’t live for another’s persuasion to be safe
Just dream and speak with angels
Cuz this music’s all we got
To our family’s forget us not
You can use us when we’re hot
When we’re cold we’ll kneel down and beg for more
Times are tough like always but who would ever lead the strike?
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8. |
Holiday
03:36
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He took a shot before He got on the subway
His oldest mate was celebrating his birthday
He’d been awkward recluse for 37 days to date
He cut out hanging with those suckers on purpose
They thought he was being scared and nervous
But his skin’s so thick that a Cutco knife would be dulled
Called into question his participation
Thought he’d deflate the joyous celebration
But he’d heed his mother’s words and he’d don that Claire Huxtable smile
He stuck around until they cut through the ice cream cake
Made up a tale, he had to run or he’d be late
To some made up gig on the west side or was it uptown? Forget it, then Timmy said,
You don’t have to be the person you think I think you are
For your voice is like a holiday
Sat on a bus and rubbed her hands with lotion
She’s going backwards despite forward motion
To a boneyard, a memory, a boarded up seafront home
She packed a bag with only her necessities
Gave up her cosmetics and cut-off jeans
Cuz there’s work there where she’s heading and a thrift store to purchase more
She sent a message with a trusted messenger
Put on an air of love and clothed her anger
She would be the better person and make off with only dust in her wake
Her grandma told she could hold down a straight job
Put down the paint brush and quit being an art snob
That she was shooting in the dark with no bullets and no target
Then Jenny said
You don’t have to be the person you think I think you are
For your voice is like a holiday
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Migrate
03:58
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There's a pretty young lady sitting next to me
She shoots me a smile but I don't say a thing
Cuz I'm writing some things down that I can't stand to see
Like the poor man sitting round beggin' for change
It's a numbers game it's a fast food chain
And no one knows where he goes when it starts to rain
Women and minorities scared to death
Making lesser wages getting choked for breath
There's a protest up in Harlem but I didn't show
Policeman searching my duffle bag
As I stand aside calmly smoking a fag
Cuz all he'll find is gym socks rubbers and orange peels
Oh Darling, Darling the postcard read
The mood here's soured and it's gone to my head
Why don't we follow all those birds heading South
It may be better there, but I still have my doubts
The moustache kids thinking they're all slick
Cuz they style themselves like our father's did
And nothing can keep the band from calling it quits
I heard a haggler fighting over 69 cents
I'm like goddamn lady you could pay my rent
Those rims were shining bright on her brand new Benz
Accent women pushing round other people's kids
No money left in this record biz
They all scream out loud IT IS WHAT IT IS WHAT IT IS
Locals and the transplants cursing in vain
Cuz the neighborhood's changed it don't look the same
But we can all get behind the new Ball team
The Donkeys and the Elephants duking it out
Pissing all of us off in their heavyweight bout
And the 24 hour news ain't worthy a damn
Oh Darling Darling…
Teachers here teaching your trouble making kids
Getting pensions cut cuz the union quit
Colleges making 'em pay but there ain't no work
Look over there it's a condo rising
Kicking old tenants out and it ain't surprising
The TF Gentry laughing all the way to the bank
We got grown dudes tapping on video games
I met 'em all once but can't remember their names
Someone give me good news before I go insane
The hardhat boys got a new task at hand
Turning history's hood into Disneyland
But Minnie's got 4 young kids and Mickey's Upstate
Jesus on his way back stops to look
At the beautiful stars before the whole earth shook
And snipers shooting down wolves from their copter seats
OH HELLLLLL NAW
Oh Darling Darling…
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10. |
Buffalo Folk
03:56
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I saw my father skip back to his younger days
An old friend waved goodbye before they part their ways
I heard my father’s chuckle and it filled my heart with hope
I guess this is what we’re made of Buffalo Folk
Buffalo Folk I feel your pain
The north wind brings us winter chill and the west wind brings us rain
Buffalo Folk standing strong
This too shall pass before long
There stands an old brick schoolhouse down the narrow sweethome road
Where the days have gone no one seems to know
I felt my brother’s heart drop as the news to him was broke
I guess this is what we’re made of Buffalo Folk
Buffalo Folk I feel your pain
The north wind brings us winter chill and the west wind brings us rain
Buffalo Folk standing strong
This too shall pass before long
Poor Charlie he was my brother’s best friend
A man and wife divorce and leave their children to defend
But who would have it any other way
May our children all be born the month of may
Buffalo Folk I feel your pain
The north wind brings us winter chill and the west wind brings us rain
Buffalo Folk standing strong
This too shall pass before long
I crept in through the back door as the birds began to sing
Tried not to wake my mama but she hears everything
She asked me how the job went as she lit a waking smoke
I said the job was good the band played on I made a buck and I’m slightly buzzed
And this is what I’m made of I’m a Buffalo Folk
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11. |
Vines
04:03
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Can’t Say I Love You: I don’t mean it the same
But I wrote this letter and the words rearranged themselves
Without my help
Oh the bold bold move of those words
And I said it anyway
You’re gonna lose me, or maybe I’ll lose you
And it might sound morbid, but we won’t have to choose the time
When we die
Oh the cold, hard press of time
And I’ll say it anyway
These walls can break down one brick at a time
But it took so long to build I’ve grown to enjoy the vines
Over time – Look at these vines! Take your time
Oh the bold, hard work of your hands
You just keep chipping away
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MiWi La Lupa Omaha, Nebraska
Miwi La Lupa is a Singer, Songwriter, and Multi-instrumentalist from Buffalo, NY now living in Omaha, by way of New York
City. He is a graduate of the Eastman School of Music in Rochester, NY.
He is an original member of New York bands Red Baraat, Thought, and Knights on Earth.
New Way Home LP & Ended Up Making Love on CD at the Team Love Shop store.team-love.com
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