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Pastimes : CD Burners Emporium

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To: HG who wrote (1725)1/4/2002 2:00:24 PM
From: Lost1  Read Replies (2) of 3937
 
this lyric is from the great "David + David" Cd titled "Boomtown". It's one of my all-time favorite CDs. The hit was "Welcome to the Boomtown", but the whole thing is rock solid. Just a killer Disk IMO. David Baerwald has done a couple of solo CDs since and co-wrote much of Sheryl Crows 1st LP.
My copy is at the lake or I'd post some MP3s..maybe later

this song could be the soundtrack for a lost generation....mine

:)

"Swallowed by the Cracks"

I once was a dancer, I was young once like you,
though I know I don't look it.
I jumped high as the sky, had fire in my eye and legs like a stallion.

And I had a girl and I loved her.
My best friend was her brother.
We were on top of the mountain that summer.

We thought we'd never be swallowed by the cracks,
falling so far down,
like the rest of those clowns begging bus fare back. Swallowed by the cracks,
our pride worn down,
talking times gone by like everybody else
swallowed by the cracks.

We would talk through the night about what we do if we just could get started.
I would choreograph, Eilleen would act, while Steve was a writer.

Then, Stevie ran away and got bored.
Eileen took a job in a store.
While I became this drunken old whore.

You see we'd been swallowed by the cracks,
falling so far down,
like the rest of those clowns begging bus fare back. Swallowed by the cracks,
our pride worn down,
talking times gone by like everybody else
swallowed by the cracks

Maybe it ain't over.
I can see it's up to me.
You're only out when you stay out.
You stay out when you don't believe.
We could drive around in circles getting nowhere all night long,
getting drunk with strangers,
telling lies and singing along with the jukebox, baby
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