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Theme from texas
01:10
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(written by the matthew show)
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(written by the matthew show)
I will be there when all your gypsy days are done
I will be standing by the stage at night to help you sing your songs
Sing out along
Give me the will to carry on
Give me the strength to sing my songs
And I will never be alone
And I will never be the one
Who always finds you there alone and tired
When all along you were the only one I admired
Bring me safely down
This flyover town is such a crappy place to be
I need a rock and roll location for my rock and roll dream
What does it mean
This path that leads us to our beds
Our greatness waiting till we're dead
And I will never be alone
Bring up that melody so strong
That I can scarcely hear the words or music
The voice it lent itself you long ago, now use it
Bring me safely down
You're smoking up your mind
You've abandoned common sense
And you're afraid to let it out
All that natural-born pretense
And you do wear those clothes so well
That tell the whole world what you think
Yeah, you're cranking up that velvet
While you're smashing all the pink
Into a memory
A precious memory
Are you the blade that will cleave our common foe
Do you feel man enough to try what I feel man enough to know
It's painted gold, but it won't roll your 20 when
Your sagging eyes are growing dim
And I don't want to be alone
Or see you dragged down by the stone
Into a middle age that you see coming
It doesn't give a damn for you
So keep on running
Bring me safely down
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Old Enough
06:25
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(written by the matthew show and Jeff Simms)
When you were young, you mapped the sun
And all its features swirled about
And now you stand, Ph.D. in hand
With no one to acknowledge it
But I for one, I see that sun
And I will help you follow it
'Cause you're not done yet
And you're not having fun yet
And you are much too young
Old enough to grieve about your life
A father and his son, playing in the sandbox
Potential lying everywhere
But away melt the grains, to sweep away the pain
Of all the things that might have been
And I for one, I am that son
And I ask for it back again
'Cause I'm not done yet
And I'm not having fun yet
And I am much too young
Old enough to grieve about my life
There's still a chance to come around
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Office Suite, Part I
04:20
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(written by the matthew show)
I'm fighting elevator shock coming upstairs
My bathroom's got a spot in the tile floor
Wonder what the mailer daemon threw away
An order for the Pokemon Yellow, fucking yay
The stapler is an inch from where it used to be
Bastard's gonna lose a hand if he crosses me
Priority message from my boss's tweaks
Change everything you've done for the past twelve weeks
The window is open not five feet away
That moth's flown in and out nearly three times today
The breeze blows freely through my hair, but
The stapler's not moving, bastard better be prepared
The doors stay open but the seats stay filled
The monkey bars are lonely and the people stay pilled
The site is taking shape for the prison yet to build, and
The doors are wide open but the church stays filled
I remember once upon a time as a boy, I
God dammit, what the hell is that making that noise
If the kid wants a refund, who am I to tell her no
And get her mother on the email and her father on the phone
Someone jacked the printer paper, where'd you put it now
If you leave it where I put it, who's the fucking bastard now
No coffee in the break room, where'd my network login go
If you touch my fucking Dilbert doll, I'll break your fucking nose
The doors stay open but the seats stay filled
The lid is childproof, but the people stay pilled
The price has gone up for the prison yet to build, and
The doors are wide open but the church stays filled
The wristband is tight where the velcro meets
Yeah, carpal tunnel sucks, but I'm never on my feet
If the meeting could last just five minutes more
My brain would atrophy and I would melt into the floor
Those hackey-sacking tech fucks made me spill my drink
Garlic bagels in the hallway, now my office stinks
Don't know if I can make it the seven hours more
They can't make it to my desk before I make it to the door
The doors stay open but the seats stay filled
The lid is childproof, but the people stay pilled
The price has gone up for the prison yet to build, and
The doors are wide open but the church stays filled
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5. |
Symbiotic Angel
05:36
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(written by the matthew show)
Remember me
We shared the same hotel
On the field trip down to...never mind
It seems it's just as well
But you said you'd never fall away
But your symbiotic angel held the day
Follow me
Though you've never seen my face
Through the blood and sweat and steam of battle
That time cannot erase
You are not the architect of pain
And my symbiotic angel wins again
Soldiers' Creek
Down by that shady path
And a man and woman compromise
With each suspended breath
He says he'll never go away
And his symbiotic angel says, "okay"
Dreamers dream
Console the remaining mass
Find the words to make the most out of
The completely meaningless
But what can I do to fall away
From my symbiotic angel far away
'Cause I never said I'd feel this way
For my symbiotic angel far away
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The Roof Is Leaking
04:51
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(written by Phil Collins)
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Office Suite, Part II
06:21
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(written by the matthew show)
For a copy of the lyrics to this song, please send a picture of a motherless goat to matthew@thematthewshow.com
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(written by the matthew show)
You like talking, but you won't quit
You like Bob Dylan, I don't give a shit
You're like a camel who's waiting for a bigger needle
And try as you might, you won't be the fifth Beatle
But oh, you're not important here
And oh, yes, oh, yes, you'll go downtown
They know your name, they know when to throw you out
They know you'll never change
When change means you are
(why's it gotta be your way)
Broken by the chains of the rock and roll shades
Of the need to be the party favor boy toy renegade
Can't say no to the ladies when they're gonna pay
Your way, your way
Look at you, you'll be the loneliest boy in Toyland
Why do you do what you do to be the loneliest boy in Toyland
So you've found the floor of the well
It tastes like failure and stinks like hell
It's got nicotine walls and linoleum floors
And "Judas Priest Rules" on the back of the doors
But oh, you've got your premise made
Never enough to pull at your centigrade
Get on down to the flesh fair body trade
We know you'll never change
'Cause change means you are
Broken by the chains of the rock and roll shades
Of the need to be the party favor boy toy renegade
Can't say no to the ladies when they're gonna pay
Your way, your way
Why do you do what you do to be the loneliest boy in Toyland
'Cause pretty soon you'll be the onliest boy in Toyland
And I know you don't want the government stealing all your melodies
Grimlock's Dinobots stomping on the Kennedys
Tin foil hat doesn't cover your extremities
Anyway
And your fingers go when your mind says stay
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Mountaintop 4th of July
07:39
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(written by the matthew show)
So it seems I've made the scene
I'm underneath the bone machine
The dreaded rasta, he lets me in
Armies thwarted again
But I still see the sign of my mountaintop 4th of July
It's very important how this works
You don't give your kind bud to the jerks
Slowly let the smoke rise from your lips
The ash it glows upon the crimson tip
But I still see the sign of my mountaintop 4th of July
I knew everything would be all right
And I'll sleep warmly tonight
I'm gonna mystify the ancients
And keep Phil Collins in my sack
Or do I underestimate the dangers
Of giving gatekeepers the facts
No, I still see the sign of my mountaintop 4th of July
I knew everything would be all right
I'll sleep warmly tonight
Yes, everything will be just fine
Won't you give me a sign
Your anime, your Betty Page
Your Bob Dobbs, your skater rage
Will not prevent your mind from closing in
And your Coltrane/Davis feeding trough
Will not prevent your writer's block
There's oh, so many ways to be brought in
Well, I've made it out alive
Through the doormen and the wives
My hand is stamped, you know where I've been
Off to seek glory again
But I still see the sign of my mountaintop 4th of July
And everything will be all right
I'll sleep warmly tonight
Yes, everything will be just fine
Won't you give me a sign
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10. |
Reprise
01:07
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(written by the matthew show)
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11. |
Union Station
04:59
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(written by the matthew show)
JFK died not a half mile from here
You can still see the plaza when the weather is clear
I can give you directions or take you right there
On the bus down to Union Station
It's an old town, it's a young town, though it's long left the stork
And it hopes and it prays it'll become New York
O say, can you see the East 35 fork
On the bus down to Union Station
Union Station, the keys to the kingdom
The jewel in the crown, we're open all season
All the black ones and the brown ones and the ugly white women
Take the bus down to Union Station
On the bus down to Union Station
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the matthew show Fort Worth, Texas
the matthew show's songs, books, and podcasts are acclaimed widely, and have been featured on NPR & PBS. He has worked with Grammy-winning producers Matt Ross-Spang and John Hampton. He is also half of Ah Pook the Destroyer.
the matthew show recommends:
The King in Yellow
by Ah Pook the Destroyer
A collaboration between myself and Paul Shapera. Two concept albums thus far, The King in Yellow and The Silver Key.
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Safely Down: The Songs of Jason Jackson
by Various Artists
Produced by myself and the late Grammy winner John Hampton, this is a fine collection of songs written by a largely unknown songwriter, performed by a wide array of talented artists.
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Top-notch songwriting and heartfelt delivery from a matthew show associate. I co-produced this album, and it easily stands alongside my own work.
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