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LYSEE PAY FOR THE CHECK
I'm feeling lucky from the first disaster
I'm tired and stoney from the look you steal
I'm feeling sorry if you think it is real
it's not un-often that I sing this song
a sorry offshoot from the mood I'm on
a less desirous way to feel that you feel
do we come here often?
do I come here often?
Leese, pay for the check
I'm going through a hard time this month
please, pay for the check - I'll get the tip, of yes
an apparatus shifted from its place
while I was driving/weaving toward your place
I wonder why my engine made it home
a new arrival to my bills this week,
a course in "Surviving Economic Thrift"
it cost $11.50, ain't that cheap?
do I do this often?
can I do this more often?
Leese, pay for the check
I'm going through a hard time this month
please, pay for the check - I'll pay you back
Lysee, pay for the check
I'm going through a hard time this month
please, pay for the check - I'll get the tip, of yes
another story
no fame and glory
returns to rust in his sleep
Lysee, pay for the check
I'm going through a hard time this month
please, pay for the check - right over there.....
(c)Oct 24,1983 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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T.V. STATION (breetveld)
04:43
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T.V. STATION
she's driven to the beat of TV
she dresses with a dozen names
across her body
her life is like a TV as
she jogs and likes her meals in a bag
and instant coffee
she's been taken - T.V. Station
she's got her act down pat
she's always got a name where she sat
and she's successful
you'd never want to catch her disease
she buys everything she sees on T.V. Station
she's been taken - T.V. Station
every six months she tries to throw her TV away
(she's not home)
she very well knows she might as well throw 'way her legs
(she's gone home, TV's gone home)
she's writing cover letters to show
she hasn't hot a boyfriend below her subway station
she does it like she sees on the box,
to Burger Land for bagels and lox and she's a pepper
no explanation - from T.V. Station
she never had a friend to count on not once in her life
(she's not home)
the only one who listens to her is there on the stand
(she's gone home, TV's gone home)
she's calling out to T.V. Station
she's falling in to TV state
(c)1982 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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HANG ON TO EVERYTHING
when you call I can't get away
I'm in the back room making space
in the air is history that I made
lock of hair from my first date
there are things you can't throw away
like the prom tickets you have saved
all the years, changes you've been through
silly things mean a lot to you
{chorus} hang on to everything...
hang on to love, hang on to clothes
hang on to everything
now or then, even in-between
playing cards with naked maitre d’s
t-shirts from the Polo Grounds
and you're glad there's money still around
violins that you played in school
pretty girls in photos in your book
souvenirs from birthdays that you turned
fuzzy pens and matches that you burned
{chorus} hang on to everything...
hang on to hope, hang on to soap
hang on to everything
it's not the rising sun to me
or shivers brought on by the sea
strange artifacts when you're no there
they disappear into thin air
{chorus} hang on to everything...
hang on to you hang on to glue
hang on to everything
©Jan 4,1980 pub.BREET MUSIC BMI All rights reserved
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I LIKE ALL KINDS OF GIRLS
I like all kinds of girls, living in caves or at the beach
girls who are real or slightly doctored up
girls are true - girls come through
walking the streets with a radio stuck to my head
falling in love with three ladies walking ahead
I like the girl next door
she has a tan in mid-December
I like a girl who makes me feel at home
she don't hear - she don't care
I see her face in the mirror as I start to shave
why can't I take things calmly, start acting my age?
Had a talk with the guy who cuts her hair on Sunday
and he told me
she's in love with the girl next door
and she won't even know me
I like all kinds of girls
living in France with hearts so pure
all kinds of girls are really something else
(c)1980 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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NOT THE ONLY GIRL
So you think that you are having fun
and I know I'm not the only one
cause you never think of what you've done
such an innocent girl
(they say she's going with a guy
who thinks he's much too cool to cry)
but you never stop and wonder why -
(such an impulsive girl)
you look pretty - make me fall down
drop down on my knees
you know I love you, thing the whole world of you
honey please, please
I'm living in a dream
you're not the girl you seem
you say things you don't really mean
and I can see through you baby
I can see fro a mile
you get lonely, then you could call me casually
I'd feel better if you wrote a letter
back to me, please
so you think you're having fun
and I know I'm not the only one
(but she never thinks of what she done)
you're such an innocent girl
such a smooth talkin' baby
but you can always get over with your cover-girl smile
I don't know why I still love you
I don't know why {repeat}
(c)1976 pub. Breet Music, BMI/ additional lyrics (c)1985Wabe Publishing All rights reserved
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THEIR DAY (breetveld)
04:42
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THEIR DAY
lately he's been seen around the waters
and he's wondering if he'll like the change of climate
he'll be living alone
except when she's home for their day
he's been seen infrequently at borders
he is lucky he was spared by a chance witness
and he's making the bed and brushing his head
for their day
often he wishes that he had been more of a man
missed by the spotlight,
he took hold of his life and ran
ran - for 17 blocks
ran - but she was caught by the cops
ran - he's as free as the shah
ran - she was beat by the law
but every six months she comes home
for their day
she walks nervously around the compound
she is thinking 'bout tomorrow and her freedom
she won't have to wear grey
or fear in the night
on their day
they, with no quarrel
had planned a withdrawal at bank
camera surveillance recorded their every mistake
faint - was the piercing alarm
faint - as they twisted her arm
safe - he changed his career
rage - she got seven years
but once every month she goes home
for their day
he seems more than collect tonight
as he waits while she showers
and he's not one to suspect tonight
as he lays down to kiss her
he can't see the blister at all
this arrangement might be seen a strange one
it was not delivered by unbridled passion
modern science, you see
can make him a she
on their day
(c)Oct 31-1982 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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I'M NOT CRAZY IT MUST BE YOU
Move, and my pulse quickens
check cardiograph
speak, and I'm all listen
stay on my behalf
call my nouveau surgeon, wait to diagnose
not it's oh so urgent
she'll increase the dose
{Time and time again I find myself escaping reality
hour after hour there's no interest in this real world...}
I'm not crazy, it must be you!!!
Cut me loose from reason
mind out for a run
sleep into believing I'm still having fun
touch me with your science
don't care to explain
when there's no compliance, I still feel no pain
{heavily sedated, I get daily shots of new therapy
I get so frustrated by this futuristic technology...}
I'm not crazy, it must be you
I'm not ready to be your other man
I'm not crazy, it must be .....you!!
I NEED YOUR ASSISTANCE
THERE'S TOO MUCH STATIC GOING ON
TRANSLATION IN ENGLISH -
SEE WHAT'S GOING ON AROUND IN HERE
I'M AT THE MIDDLE EAR
wait the dream is leaving
deep was the night
can't go on pretending I'm fine, I'm all right
wait, I found the answer
yeah, I found a clue
I know I'm not crazy,
guess it must be you
{heavily sedated, I get daily shots of new therapy
hour after hour there's no interest in this real world 'cause..}
I'm not crazy, it must be you
I'm not ready to cope
I'm not ready to be your little man
you've been looking the wrong way...
I'm not crazy... it must be .....you
(c)1983 pub. Breet Music, BMI, Laz Tunes, CCavallaro Music. All rights reserved
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SHE'S BUYING (breetveld)
05:00
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SHE'S BUYING
she's buying up towns, buying up homes
buying upstairs, buying up
she's buying up boats, buying up trains
buying up city hall
and you know darn well she bought Uncle Phil
she's sad in her eyes, feeling alone
buying the phone, she disconnects
what she collects, what she can have
she's buying up dad, buying up mom
buying my plants, buying up
she's buying a barn to hold reciepts
buying accounting firms
'cause she likes guys in matching ties
she's caught in a rut, no hope for hope
no chance of chance
caught in a bind, feeling alone
what does she have?
she's not very well
she won't give details
she's sailing her boat
she bought the lake
her big mistake nuclear..
plant on the far shore contaminate
her private lake, uh oh
and she's tuning green, her boat turning green
the sky above her head is turning red
fishes are dead
man on the shore
white hooded clothes
she calls for help
she's not looking well
she calls out for help
part of her want to be back in school
back in the arms of an army fool
intelligence leaks have found their way
of putting her in the lake today
she found it amusing, so it shows
to broadcast secrets from coast to coast
becoming a subject in a dossier
a dangerous risk to the U.S.A.
she's buying the nurse to keep her plugged
in life support - hospital..
rules: visitors look thru tiny ports
they only see her face
and her outcast eyes her sleeping mind
she's not looking well
she blinks for help
(c)Nov 20,1980 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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JOLENE (breetveld)
03:01
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JOLENE
Jolene, you say you want to be my friend
we'll sail upon the Raritan
Jolene is gonna be my friend
Don't know too many girls as nice as you
we'll bicycle to Princeton too
I'm gonna make time for you
Don't you really feel bad for me
don't you read your mind? It's too hard to bear
you could really be good for me
Jolene, we argue over who goes first
when neither would be worse
let's talk about the good things first
Do I really really feel bad for you?
can't you read my mind? It's too much to bear
I could really be good for you
Jolene, you say you're gonna be my friend
don't wait until the very end
stop talking like it's the end
{bridge} There'll be a time in your life
when you will need some boy to show you
how a girl should feel
there'll be so much to sort out
oh baby, stay please
Jolene, we argue over who goes first
when neither would be worse
let's talk about the good things first
(c)Aug 12,1982 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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WHY CAN'T I FEEL WHAT I SAY?
why can't I feel what I say?
I'll be knocking promoters if they don't produce what I say
what can I say? the PA has got to be real
I can't believe what I see
there's a lonely old sound man
who looks like has Hodgkin's disease
what can he see?
there's only one channel for me
look at the crew they've got nothing to do
cause there's just one suitcase
our man on the board he's got only one cord
a speaker's cracking jokes
look at this trouble I'm in
when I say to the crowd I can't hear me too loud in the mix
I need a fix and the spies in my hat swear to this
why can't I see where I be?
there's two lights in this place
but they're over by Pacman, not me
I can't see Pete and he's jumping all over
I can't believe what you say
how the big rooms in town all have
sound systems like a TV
I can't hear ME
I've got nothing to say or to see
here in this mess I can't get a witness
when it comes to contracts
there'll be a clause-if I can't hear applause
the beatings will come after
the dying from the laughter
now I can hear what I say
there's an acre of speakers on both sides
whenever we play (don't go away)
there's so many speak's
there's no room for seats
but I hear myself anyway
(c)1982 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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SUPERVISOR BLUES
I ain't learned no grammar
I ain't getting no wiser
I can hit you with a hammer
cause I'm your supervisor
on a fine spring day
you can smell the buttercup
if you got sumptin to say, boy
I'm gonna Write You Up
'cause I'm the supervisor
I ain't no wiser or chic
but I wear the WHITE badge and
make 10 dollars more than you a week
It's 9AM - you just got off the number 1
if you want to make it on time, you better run
because something's gonna happen-
it happens every time
if it's 9:03, you're gonna be RED LINED!!
'cause I'm the supervisor
a mental midget and a hack
but my nose it too brown
to give your union nose a whack
it's 10 o'clock - you're feeling sick and nervous
well that's just bad luck
you gotta go to health service
but the doctor's not in, that doctor's never there!
you better come back downstairs
and bill some Medicare
'cause I'm the supervisor
my age is higher than my I.Q.
I'm gonna watch you all day
'cause I ain't got nothin' better to do
it's quarter to 5 - you head for the locker
if that girl thinks she's gonna leave,
I'm gonna dock her
'cause you know us superpeople don't care about the clock
we never get overtime and we never get docked
they call us supervisors - a classless bunch of whiney old wrecks
but we're the ones you kiss it to
'cause we're the ones who'll hold up your CHECKS
(c)1986 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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BELGIAN HOLIDAY
1. I always thought you'd be around
when the air controllers let's my jumbo down
I couldn't see you at the gate
flying into Brussels several hours late
I always thought you'd be around
2. I was flat you were in tune
I made my overtures from the adjoining room
romantic views, boats on the Scheldt
you went off to college I was by myself
I always thought you'd be around
I knew that in the morning
you would see the bus I'm joining
heading out to port le mon du Charlemange
I knew that in the evening
all my gifts you're not receiving
topping off another Belgian holiday
3. I was green you were in blue
touring has a nasty way of changing hue
every year, things are the same
losing track of travelers checks and Belgian rain
I always thought things are the same
I knew that in the morning I would
wake you with my snoring
cutting down the trees in wooded Ardennes
and finally in the eve, inspired by a Flemish painting
we'd consummate our Belgian holiday
It goes without much saying
the Walloons were busy praying
trying to save a soul but I was led astray
while you were busy acting
I was hastily contracting
complications of my Belgian holiday
(c)1983 pub. Breet Music/, BMI/ Joseph Hosey Music/ Peter Tomlinson Music. All rights reserved
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OBJECT D'ART
uhh uhh uh uh uh uh uh
uh uh uh uhhh........
object d'art
(c)1986 Chris Breetveld / Robert Rothschild pub. Breet Music. BMI All rights reserved
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16- HEY GIRL (eric block)
daddy was a heartless pretender
empty, unfeeling, unknown
beat your mama down like a hammer
just wouldn’t leave her alone
she’d hold you and cry out her story
so broken and bitter with pain
she said, “child give your heart out to no one,
no one”
but hey girl
you don’t have to work it that way, girl
you’ve got to live in today, girl
somebody’s waiting for you
Learned your lesson well, sadder story
no one would take you alive
give the fellas hell, in your glory
love that can cut like a knife
you stare at a face in the mirror
unbroken, unfeeling, unknown
you’re alone with a heart meant for no one,
no one
but hey girl
you don’t have to work it that way, girl
you’ve got to live in today, girl
somebody’s waiting for you
you’ve got the shoes and the hat but you
ain’t got no heart
breaking the circle of pain is a start
you stare at a face in the mirror
unbroken, unfeeling, unknown
you’re alone with a heart meant for no one,
no one
(repeat chorus)
Words & music by Eric Block,
©1986 WABE publishing. All rights reserved
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CONDITIONAL ROMANCE
You said you wanted out of our conditional romance
you said you needed time to think about our engagement
I thought we had it down, you started running away
time was running out on us
baby we should try to hold on
to conditional romance
or maybe we'd be best to move on
while we still have the chance
I thought it was the stress of our immature relations
or maybe you got SAVED by a Christianic salesman
our lives were going strong till you told me to scram
how can I go on from here?
baby we should try...etc.
it's hard to think about the way that you do
it hardly shows but I'm still thinking 'bout you
you said it must have been just an optical illusion
I saw you and my friend driving off for some seclusion
it's not that i object, it's just you've taken my car
but who can I protect you from?
baby we should try to hold on to conditional romance
baby we should try to carry on our conditional romance
(c)Nov 19,1980 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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TROUBLE IN SCHOOL
1- he's sweeter than daddy and that is cool
he wants to get married instead of school
it's really gonna hurt when I say no
he'll butter my bread, I'll burn his toast
{chorus} boy, living that kind of life
will get you in trouble in school, get you in trouble in school
2. he's smoking outside behind the gym
the girls are keeping their eyes on him
he says I'm the only one
second isn't any fun
{chorus} boy, living that kind of life.....
who does he think he's fooling?
I've had about all that I can stand
and I'm not ready for dueling
and how did this deal get out of hand?
it's getting too hot to shout now
the party is over and I'm getting out
3. I left him holding his faded dream
I'm on my way out, won't fit the scheme
it's really gonna hurt when I say NO
will he hang on when I let go?
{chorus} boy, living that kind of life.....
(sax solo)
it's getting too hot to shout now
the party is over and I'm getting out
{chorus} boy, living that kind of life
will get you in trouble in school, get you in trouble in school
(c)Nov 26, 1980 pub. Breet Music, BMI All rights reserved
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SHE'S BUYING home demo
04:57
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The Breetles Princeton, New Jersey
The Breetles, an American power-pop band, are Chris Breetveld and anyone who plays Breetles songs, with or without him. They became one of the founding rocks of the "Kendall Park (New Jersey) Sound" starting around 1982. They have been described as the illegitimate flower-child of The Who, The Beatles, XTC, The Kinks, Mrs. Miller and Cheap Trick. Power-pop, cleverly-stupid, quiet is the new loud. ... more
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