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Thank My Lucky Stars
03:18
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THANK MY LUCKY STARS by K. Dennis
Buying dollar tacos with nickels and dimes
Man oh man I've seen better times
Ready for adventure but there's a hitch
Paying alimony I'll never be rich
Then I remember to thank my lucky stars
I've got a job for now and pretty good old car
I can drive away my troubles and retreat
There's so many folks who just can't make ends meet
Visit my mailbox once a week
Nothing but threats and junk I don't need
Ready to be starting something new
But first I gotta pay for years of crazy blues
Then I remember to thank my lucky stars
I'm a speck in time and space but I've got a car
I can drive away my troubles, stay out late
There's so many folks with no hope and no escape
Homeless guy on the highway ramp
Playing guitar trying to make contact
Singing "Hey driver can you spare some change?"
I hand him the quarters I keep in the tray
Then I remember to thank my lucky stars
I've got a roof over my head and a pretty good old car
I can drive away my troubles and unwind
I know folks are falling down, falling behind
I remember to thank my lucky stars
I'm just one bad break from being where a lot of folks are
I remember to thank my lucky stars
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2. |
This Must Be The Place
03:38
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THIS MUST BE THE PLACE by K. Dennis
We started down this road once before
We laughed, we loved and then I fell
Treading time, the years fly by
But one song would always take me to you
"This Must Be The Place"
I'd sing softly...this must be the place
Driving old streets made me push the send button
You replied "We could try it on and see"
Gotta lotta miles but we're runnin' fine
And home is where we all want to be
This must be the place
I'd sing softly...this must be the place
Now we're standing next to
A lake two miles closer to the sky
There's nothing here to match you
A face with a view...
I'd sing softly
This must be the place
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3. |
Bandit
05:30
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AIN'T GETTIN' YOUNGER STANDIN' HERE by K. Dennis
You're predisposed to sit in repose
TV blarin' while you decompose
Moanin' over some imagined slight
Man oh man I can't take another night
I don't make the rules, I don't get a say
Got some time left before I'm on my way
For all I know I could die today
And I ain't gettin' younger standin' here
Don't need your anchors or your fears
Ain't gettin' younger standin' here
Minutes with you feel like years
You've settled into a regimen
Hours on the email flame-throwin'
Pointless battles and squandered time
There's better things to do I ain't gonna fight
I don't make the rules, I don't get a say
Got some time left before I'm on my way
For all I know I could expire today
And I ain't gettin' younger standin' here
Don't need your anchors or your fears
Ain't gettin' younger standin' here
Minutes with you feel like years
You're predisposed to sit in repose
TV blarin' while you decompose
You say I'm a loser and you've wasted your life
Then we'll both be free when I get out tonight
I don't make the rules, I don't get a say
Got some time left before I'm on my way
For all I know today's the last day
And I ain't gettin' younger standin' here
You can stuff your anchors and your fears
Ain't gettin' younger standin' here
Minutes with you feel like years
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Music River Dream
03:17
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MUSIC RIVER DREAM by K. Dennis
Pushed off the merry-go-round, holed up and tied down
Colored lights sway on a windy winter night
Stumbling bad, can't quite find my feet
A Christmas party's breaking up down the street
Numbers are circling, no bluff in my hand
Win and lose more in a pointless last stand
Days are cold and short, can't get off the line
Haven't had a dream in a long long time
Frisell's cascades, that punk kid Wavves
Sounds of M. Ward hush the chill from the room
Music is a river flowing every day
Rivers into oceans into seas of endless dreams
Music is a river running through my days
I go down to the banks when I can't dream
Music is a river flowing through my days
I wade in the water when I need to dream
Wade in the water...
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7. |
Home From Guitar Town
03:27
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8. |
I Had This Dream
03:34
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I HAD THIS DREAM by K. Dennis
Rolling down the highway to the old salt mine
Two hours driving plus the nine-to-five
Head down, mouth shut - flourescent cubicle day
Insurance benefits I can't afford to lose
So commute, punch the clock, focus those blues
Head down, mouth shut - make it through today
Every other Friday, collect the pay
I had this dream...
Ten years on the job and there's nowhere to go
There's guys out there who'll work for less dough
Head down, mouth shut - don't ever make a scene
Can't relax, we can all be replaced
Keep turning out the work and don't stare into space
Head down, mouth shut - folks depending on me
Every other Friday, I feel a little free
I had this dream...
Heard this suit on tv say it's all up to me
Work hard, bootstraps, crap mythology
Without a helping hand you get stuck
Or shoved out the door
I had this dream...
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LEAVING NOTHING BUT SORROW by Bergey/Dennis/Aldridge
The movers are coming tomorrow
Taking the furniture away
Leaving nothing but sorrow
With palms up and ready for pay
But I don't have the money
I guess I'll be in more debt
They won't think it funny
But they've seen nothing yet
Nothing I can call my own
No place I can call my home
No one I can call my own
No place I can call my home down home
A worker flips a switch tomorrow
Disconnects the phone
Leaving nothing but sorrow
Their pay will be more to owe
But I don't have the money
I guess I'll be in more debt
Ma Bell won't think it funny
But she's seen nothing yet
Nothing I can call my own
No place I can call my home
They won't even give me the dial tone
No place I can call my home down home
The lawyer is coming tomorrow
My wife wants everything I own
Leaving nothing but sorrow
From a love that started so bold
And I don't have the money
I guess I'll be in more debt
The judge won't think it funny
But they're asking more than they can get
Nothing I can call my own
No place I can call my home
No one I can call my own
No place I can call my home down home
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10. |
Practicing History
03:14
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PRACTICING HISTORY by K. Dennis
I've got to practice my history
Before I get involved with you
I've got to practice my history
I've had too many Waterloos
I'm gonna check out my past and all the lovers I've known
Check out my past and see where each love went wrong
Check out my because I want to be strong
And I can't repeat my history
When I look back it's clear to see
I can't repeat my history
There's certain scenes I can't believe ever happened to me
I'm gonna practice my history
Don't need no personal Vietnam (or Iraq/Afghanistan)
Something that's costly and hopeless
And just refuses to be won
I'm gonna check out my past and all the lovers I've had
Check out my past and see where each love went sad
Check out my past because I want this one bad
And I can't repeat my history
When I look back it's clear to see
I can't repeat my history
There's certain scenes I can't believe ever happened to me
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11. |
(I Go Back To) Tulsa
02:49
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(I GO BACK TO TULSA) by K. Dennis
When the distance between us
Feels like endless space
When there's distance between us
My mind floats to a place
I go back to Tulsa
Taking in the wonders of the ancient route
Pops, the Round Barn and the broken brick street
Driving up the road with a walking dream
I go back to Tulsa
When the time between hearts
Beats at a glacial pace
When there's time between hearts
My mind floats to one place
I go back to Tulsa
And an all-star downtown hotel room
The National singing about pigstands
At Cain's Ballroom
I go back to Tulsa
Looking for Asian in old Brookside
Streamline museum
Kissin' that dream in the garden green
When the distance between us
Feels like endless space
I go back to Tulsa
I go back to Tulsa
Take me back to Tulsa
Take me back to Tulsa
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12. |
Song For Forest
02:46
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SONG FOR FOREST by K. Dennis
He was a live wire
Throwing sparks of light
Burned up the backyard once
A kid just gone awry
He had an energy
Touched with fire and light
Making everyone
Feel more alive
He had the kind of laugh
Was better than the joke
And he wouldn't wear
Anybody's yoke
He had an energy
Touched with fire and light
Making everyone
Feel more alive
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Powered it with love and curiousity
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Standing at the front
Saying "Let's have fun, follow me!"
He was a live wire
Throwing sparks of light
Burned up the backyard once
Experiment gone awry
He had an energy
Touched with fire and light
Making everyone
Charged and more alive
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Powered it with love and curiousity
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Standing at the front
Saying "Let's have fun, follow me!"
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Everybody's got to sing his song
Forest knew what to do with crazy
Everybody's got to carry him on...
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13. |
The Kevins Arvada, Colorado
The Kevins (Denver, CO) have been conjuring up home-made rock music since 1998: original songs by K. Dennis, tunes by friends & colleagues, and covers (Steppenwolf, Blondie, The Delfonics, Husker Du, The Banana Splits, more). Inspired by Neil Young, John Fogerty, Paul Westerberg, Ian Hunter and many more, The Kevins' continuing quest is to create the perfect single - or at least some cool b-sides. ... more
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