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Your Pretty Packages
02:47
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Your Pretty Packages
Words and Music by Dave Howard
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
You can organize and categorize and visualize
You can make your list and get the gist and pump your fist
You can make your plans and shake some hands and list your demands
But what if they never buy your pretty packages
What if they never buy your pretty packages?
What if nobody wants your pretty packages?
Is it personal or logical or rational?
Is it simplified or glorified or compromised?
Will they understand or make demands or play their hand
when everything can easily be explained?
The illusion of control is like a black hole
Mounting problems fill your mind
Sure to leave no child behind
Even if you find your way
Every leaf turn brown someday
Count your pigeons and your chickens and your Meer cats daddy
Call your midgets and your circus clowns and sisters baby
Have a soda and a cracker and a cobweb for your
after dinner social and your debutante ball.
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My Machine Kicks Your Machine’s Ass
Words and music by Dave Howard
©2008 Hidden Agenda Music (ASCAP)
Venus de Milo went to the rock show
Bought her a t-shirt. Nobody got hurt
Back at the black hole, plugged in the console.
Loaded my last game. Ain’t it a damn shame
My machine kicks your machine’s ass
Tell me your last name, show me your long chain
Out in the back field, makin’ some sweet deal
Show me a good time, walk in a straight line
Think that you got game, ain’t it a damn shame
My machine kicks your machine’s ass
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Real Bad Bar Fight
03:24
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Real Bad Bar Fight
Words and Music by Dave Howard
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
Dennis had a few too many
Then he started runnin’ his mouth
Drawin’ attention to himself
And talkin’ that shit too loud
Then he’s hittin’ on the waitress
Then he goes and spills his beer
Push come to shove and I grabbed my buddy
Said man, we better get out of here
But it was too late
It was a real bad bar fight
Some people had to go to jail and the hospital that night
Oh, it was too late
It was a real bad bar fight. I was a real bad bar fight
It was a real bad bar fight
Cindy was a primped up diva
Mini skirt and fuck me heels
Flirtin’ with the guys and girls on the dance floor
Workin’ that sex appeal
Guess she picked the wrong prospect
The girlfriend showed her nails
Fists started flyin' and hair started pullin'
And they both began to cuss and wail
Yeah, it was too late
It was a real bad bar fight
Some people had to go to jail and the hospital that night
Oh, it was too late
It was a real bad bar fight. I was a real bad bar fight
It was a real bad bar fight
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Panhandle Park
03:32
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Panhandle Park
Words and Music by Spud Davenport
©2009 PuppyNoPlay Music
Why should I go get a job today?
Spendin’ precious hours for minimum pay?
Wearin’ some Monkey Suit like a Robot with no clue
Man, It’s amazing what an outstretched hand can do
It’s all for the takin’
Big bucks I’ll be makin’
It’s all for the takin’ at Panhandle Park
Now the Tourist Season’s underway
The sun is out ‘n’ it’s a beautiful day
Time to tell these happy folks that nothin’ is for free
“Excuse me, Sir, it’s an Entertainment tax
‘cuz you’re staring at me !”
CHORUS
Whoa-o-o-oh
We could all be free
Whoa-o-o-oh
If we weren’t hung up on money
Whoa-o-o-oh
Why should I go get a job today?
I make a lot more here than minimum wage
I don’t wear some Monkey Suit and I sure don’t cut my hair
Ha,
Dontcha envy me?
Well, the line starts over there!
CHORUS
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She’s A Cutter
04:24
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She’s A Cutter
Words and Music by Dave Howard
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
She’s a cutter
She’s a bleeder
She’s a runner
She’s a screamer
She’s a lost little girl and in her mind’s eye
it’s a cold and lonely world that won’t ever get better
She’s a cutter
She runs to her room and closes the door
Nobody knows how she feels anymore
Emotions and life are just out of control
She lights a candle and empties her soul
Opens her journal. Opens the knife and says
“What do you want to do with your life?”
CHORUS
Headphones are blaring so she cannot hear
Don’t let them know if you’re straight or you’re queer
Aching for love that she pushes away
Runs in the night and she sleeps in the day
Doesn’t need anyone, feels so strong
Always showing up where she doesn’t belong.
CHORUS
She’s only happy if she’s pissed
Daddy’s little girl doesn’t exist
Suicide plans that always fall through
Just like rainy days with nothing to do.
CHORUS
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Quttin' Time
04:15
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Quittin’ Time
Words and Music by Dave Howard
©2008 Hidden Agenda Music (ASCAP)
Ain’t no bells ringin’ baby
Ain’t no sirens going off
Ain’t no whistles gonna blow but baby don’t you know
it’s quittin’ time
Baby I’ve had it
With your sneakin’ around
You’re so bad at it
Yeah, the word got around
I’m so mad
That I’m almost glad it’s quittin’ time
Got no tears for you baby
I won’t cry for you no more
Leave that for your new man
I’m sure he’ll understand when you’re walkin’ out his door
CHORUS
I waited far too long
But now it’s time to move on
I got a lot of love to give
And a whole new life to live
CHORUS
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Happy Is The New Down
Words and Music by Dave Howard
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
Midnight on the boulevard
Homeless people livin' hard
Hustler playin' the card that he's been dealt
Church bells ring at dawn
Progress marches on
Winter will soon be gone and the ice will melt
Blades of grass break through concrete
Bitter tears begin to taste sweet
I feel empty and yet so complete
Happy is the new Down
Gambler with the ace of spades
Suicide with a razor blade
A rich man has got it made and I don't mind
A civil war that never ends
A horse thief makes amends
Search on the net for a long lost friend
Happy is the new Down
And I just can't be seen in black
And I just can't make it back
Happy is the new Down
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Waiting For The Tears
02:18
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Waiting For The Tears To Fall
Words and Music by Spud Davenport
©2007 PuppyNoPlay Music
I'm sittin' on your porch for hours
'Cuz you won't return my calls
I bought a big bouquet of flowers
Waitin' for the tears to fall
It's all my fault
I meant to tell ya
I wish I could explain
Bobby called,
He saw you out on the town
Laughin' in the rain
Yea, I'm waiting for the tears to fall
I'm drivin' in the dark 'til daylight
Wonderin' where the hell you'd go
These flowers probably won't make it
Through the night
Waitin' for the tears to flow
It's all my fault
I meant to tell ya
I wish I had the chance
Bobby called,
He heard you boarded a plane
For the South of France
Oh, I'm waiting for the tears to fall
They might be yours, maybe mine
For cryin' out loud,
This could take time
I'm waiting for the tears to fall
Here they come...
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Always Had It
04:35
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Always Had It
Words and music by Dave Howard
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
Always had it
A particular sense of pride
Nothing anyone can say because I keep my woman satisfied
Never really needed anyone’s permission for anything
Been a long time since I had to change my ways
Nothing anyone can say about the way I live my life
The highway and this guitar know me well
Come on along and get to know me.
Show me what you have to show me
If all you want to do is judge me, then go to hell
CHORUS
No. I can see right through your faux humility
Your arrogant nature burns through your thin façade.
I’ve already heard your song
You been singing it way too long
Nothing you can say is gonna bring me any closer to God.
Always had it; a particular sense of pride
The clean, cool look in my eyes; I’ve always had it
Unshakable peace of mind I’ve always had it
Always had it… Always had it
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I Want Some (The Shoegazer Song)
Words and music by Dave Howard and Paul Denton
©2015 Upaya Music (SESAC)
Everybody knows that I’ve been nothing but patient with you
Everybody knows I waited longer than another would do
If you tell a lie a thousand times it will eventually be true
Still I can’t believe it when you tell me that we’re finally through
Cause I want some
And you want some too
Everybody knows I put my life on hold to be here with you
Everybody sees through all the games I simply played to get you
All along I knew inside that I was just a puppet to you
Don’t act so surprised cause deep inside I still suspect that you knew
That I want some
And you want some too
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Pretty Disaster
04:25
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Pretty Disaster
Words and Music by Dave Howard and Frank Drennen
© 2009 Hidden Agenda Music (ASCAP)/Tree Top Charlie Music (ASCAP)
Throw me a lifeline, baby before I drown
I need a rescue, baby before I go down
Sober as a cop on Sunday, thinking like a drunk
Shooting rounds at a battle ship until it's sunk
Pretty disaster
Going all the way
Pretty disaster
is only one step away
Every silver lining, baby has a cloud
There's a whisper inside my head
Screaming loud
I scare myself, stepping over the line
Afraid I'm gonna let you down, I tell you everything's fine
You're the one who loves me, baby
You're the one I want
You're the one who keeps me hanging on
Throw me a lifeline, baby before I drown
I need a rescue, baby before I go down
Gotta know your weakness if you wanna be strong
You never know what you have until it's almost gone
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Dave Howard San Diego, California
Dave Howard (Poway, CA) has been active in the San Diego music scene since 1990, as a solo singer-songwriter and as front man for The Blackout Blues Band, The Shamey Jays and GGB. A three-time nominee for the San Diego Music Awards, Dave has written and performed with A.J. Croce, Berkley Hart, Lisa Sanders, Folding Mr. Lincoln and Joe Rathburn to name just a few. ... more
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