The Ditty Bops

When the ices melt I admit I felt A lifting in my heart Every land becomes an island Everywhere a paradise Oh my, it's so divine There's no more snow at Christmas time Just summer rains So I hung up my hat, scarf and coat Put on my birthday suit Even

[ti:The Weeds Are Winning] [ar:The Ditty Bops] [al:Summer Rains] [00:05.66]The Weeds Are Winning -- The Ditty Bops [00:07.23] [00:08.94]Chopped off the tops of the trees [00:12.34]The living rooms are pleased with the results [00:15.89]Strange birds

Listen to the sound bites of your neighbors Through the paper thin walls Making variations on their stories Told with southern drawls Look into the dustbin Pick through rubbish Finding clues to bare Ponder their discussion Noshed oh muffins Torn up p

Be swift make noise No nonsense makes no sense at all Forget what you don't know You said it I heard it I even listened I finally learned Sharing and taking turns Now it's our chance, we'll feel complete I'll ask you to dance and if you'll agree It's

Cat in the upstairs window Staring down at me Life seems to have a purpose When you're wandering aimlessly In the meantime What am I missing I'm missing out In the meantime I will be living There is no meantime There is only now Is there something I'

Sister Kate If I could shimmy like my sister Kate Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate My momma wanted to know last night How sister Kate could do it oh so nice Now all the boys in the neighborhood Katie could shimmy ass mighty good Now It may be

Critical eyes are gazing Fat cows are grazing My eyes are glazing How can you see straight with all the lies I'm too young You think you're old Why don't you just hold me cold I don't like it when you talk about yourself like that It changes the way

What among the lovers What twang of temptation What brought the house down Strange sleepwalkers on the block Unfamiliar writing on the ceiling When she looks up Momma buried pop atop the roof where he slept One leg on each side of pointed shingles La

Crush me down An aluminum can Poke me with a fork and half baked yam Toss me in the frying pan I would never bite the hand If I could be sure the hand that feeds me Feeding frenzy on prescription words Swallowing the silence that returns Falling in f

Oh you unfortunate few Nobody's listening to me It came at a time when I just started To say something interesting Bubbling thoughts I've been thinking a lot But I don't write them down with a smile More of a frown as I'm looking down No pen in my po

I am treading on cow pile mountains Before you answer my call Lounging at breakfast a recoiled monster With tied mouth somehow telling all Before it breaks before you've listened Short stacks are sitting high Lips are dry maybe you're guessing why Do

The Ditty Bops Feel From The Outside In The whole world's afraid It scares me Everyone seems to be trying So hard trying too hard trying to fit Does it threaten you that I am happy Does it lighten your heart if I'm sad Does it pain you to see why I'm

Here today Gone tomorrow Thinking ahead to the next best thing Living against the grain of the here and now We never learn We never let ourselves Why don't we travel with the wind And pretend that the branches are waving Why don't we let ourselves un

Takin' it fast takin it slow Don't take it at all just get up and go Come on let's go Tired of sittin' around the house Stand right up Move on out Let's go Let's go already let's go You won't need this You won't need Don't need your purse Just leave

It's A Shame dwyykl The hammock that's swinging Is bringing the good life perspective Sipping canned air in the shade Of an apartment that's built to break Did you forget The moment you left Feeling as wise as a sage Throwing your ward across the pag

Your head's too big It's taking up too much room Your head's too big It grows like a balloon And it just might float away And if you're unluckier than that Someone such as myself might come along And it just might pop It was an accident...it just pop

(Instrumental) 专辑:Summer Rains 歌手:The Ditty Bops 歌曲:Interlude For Ten Strings

Contrary to popular opinion The very best things in life are for free Through a practice that I call donation I get the things I want quite easily I got a chip on my shoulder And a halo on my head I'm an angel with an attitude And my favorite color's

Wishful Thinking - The Ditty Bops Why does blood turn brown when it dries? Why do the tears well up in your eyes? Why didn't I learn to ride my bike When it was warm and sunny outside? Why can't little kids tie their shoes? Why can't the white people

I'm so jealous of the sun because he is the one who kisses your cheek I'm so jealous of the sun because he is with you seven days a week I'm so jealous of the sun because he saw you sun-bathing I'm so jealous of the sun I'm so jealous of the sun I'm