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28 Days of Fun 3: Shuffled

by Alex Berkley

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1.
I'm flippin' my fingers through To find gold in the Avenue Been driving an hour In silence with you And I'm hoping this song will Hit home and ring true When the artist and artwork Come into my view I wanted all three But I'm gonna make-do With two I'm holding your fingers tight Hear a song and stare at the dashboard lights Been driving an hour Under the moon And I'm hoping this song will Mean something to you When the tollbooths and college Come into my view I wanted it all But I'm gonna make-do With a few
2.
Hey man let's finish up these drinks And cross the vacated snowy street Gonna sing this song I wrote last week Listen to my friends sing Hey man I'll pay for this next round Type my name in, I'll be the fourth one down Kev'll read a haiku he wrote downtown Listen to my friends sing I didn't know This little glow on the West Side Where did it go? Covered head to toe with the insight And in the dim red portrait of the startling barlight Everybody shout out, “Play Soul Night!” Hey man if it sounds good to you Tonight I'm gonna do a cover or two Some Taylor Swift or a Springsteen tune Listen to my friends sing Hey man I'm sitting here at the bar You're making me move with your busted guitar Where'd you rather be than where you already are? Listen to my friends sing I didn't know This little glow on the West Side Where did it go? Covered head to toe with the insight And in the dim red portrait of the startling barlight Everybody shout out, “Play Soul Night!” On the way home we'll stop for a bite Get an order of mozzarella sticks and fries Oh how I love these Monday nights When I hear my friends sing
3.
Oh these early mornings When the sun gets in our eyes Oh and the taste of cold coffee While the mountains start to rise And the backseat cargo sleeps Upon the winding road And the fast food mocks you When the weather keeps you slow And the sign post says 100 miles left to go And we drive through the town That we used to call our home Oh this song that's playing Heard a thousand times before Oh and the scarf you've been knitting Tumbles to the cluttered floor And the backseat cargo sleeps Upon the winding road And the fast food mocks you When the weather keeps you slow And the sign post says 100 miles left to go And we drive through the town That we used to call our home And the backseat cargo yawns And stretches out her toes And the lives you left behind Are piling up beneath the snow And the sign post still says 100 miles left to go And we drive through the town That we used to call our home And we close our eyes And we fall asleep at home
4.
I boarded the train and I slump in my seat I look out my window while I'm heading east To see my big brother who's going with me To see Billy on Billy on I try to remember the good times we had From the back of the Bowery where the future looks sad A middle-aged crowd for a middle-aged man Carry on Billy on Billy on Lie lie ditty lie to me lie Billy lie Lie lie ditty lie to me lie Billy lie You're trying your best but your meaning is gone Carry on Billy on Billy on Carry on Billy on Billy on Hey hey Billy Corgan I wrote you a song From the little lake shore town where I am from Where we run short on words but the winters are long Carry on Billy on Billy on Lie lie ditty lie to me lie Billy lie Lie lie ditty lie to me lie Billy lie Your head is still shaved but the timing's all wrong Carry on Billy on Billy on Carry on Billy on Billy on
5.
Do you have any Idea where we are? We've been driving blindly Through the suburbs in the dark If I keep you up ahead in my sight Well I know we're gonna make it before closing time alright And I know that I could beat the truth in a fistfight If I keep my eyes peeled to your shrinking tail lights Well I've pissed away my patience With too many stops and starts But I came to my conclusions Drinking beer and shooting darts And I've wallowed in my sorrow Carried on a restless mess And I've missed the point completely In my lists and listlessness No one's keeping count But I always knew my score Yeah, my name is singled out up on The lecture hall blackboard It never came too easy But it isn't quite a drag My whole life could be summed up In a single Simpsons gag And I hope my parents wouldn't be too mad When their professor friends tell them I'd been sneaking in their class And acting like an adolescent wise ass No I can't will myself to forget about that No I can't make myself forget that
6.
(Instrumental)
7.
Walls all chipped up and A one note stereo Brush and finish up one With a million more to go And I see your drained face A ghost in the paint Well the brush strokes and the colors seem to rectify my sting When the empty paint cans pile up and clutter everything Yeah and every time I roll around and try to get to sleep Will you be in my dream? But you won't be there for me, my love No you won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love No you won't be there for me Summer's holding on For dear life in a crumbling home Swirl the paint around and around and around and Disappear into my headphones And I see your blank face A ghost in the paint Well the brush strokes and the colors seem to rectify my sting When the empty paint cans pile up and clutter everything Yeah and every time I roll around to try to get to sleep Will you be in my dream? But you won't be there for me, my love No you won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love No you won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me You won't be there for me, my love You won't be there for me
8.
I was awalkin' with a friend by the riverside Carrying our guitars the morning that Mitch Hedberg died And I smiled as a joke tumbled through my mind But my friend was sick with silence while he wondered why Harken back to Junior year I couldn't figure why we're here And no meaning would appear From the unknown In the summer I awoke To anyeurism weeks and strokes And to perfectly good folks All left alone But now I don't really need to know Maybe my age and perception has benumbed me Cause I don't spend too much time thinking on philosophy Instead I write this stale confusing poetry But a death like Robin Williams gets me wondering Harken back to '94 Send my Grandpa to the nursing home He isn't making sense no more With the virus grown And thinkin' back on how I used to believe Nothin' here meant anything Well I've learned and now I see That I'm not alone And now I don't really need to know And now I don't really need to know
9.
Summer's too hot Gonna drive the van around With the music turned up And the windows rolled down The karaoke kids On the road to lost and found We end up in a park Eating pizza crust in Jamestown Don't think Anywhere's good enough Don't think Anywhere's good A maple makes the shade While we're chewing on fried dough And some unkindly stares Mean it's time for us to go And we're on our way home We've learned to drive real slow Cause the cops are like vultures When their circlin' this road Don't think Anything's good enough Don't think Anything's good Don't think Anywhere's good enough Don't think Anywhere's good
10.
Ok That'll just about do it for me Been staring all night At the skyscraper lights And listening to Kid A repeatedly And you called me today When the smoke in the attic was driving me insane We did three or four rum shots in two separate states And I climbed up the stairs While my roommate's band played Ok That'll just about do it for me Not picking up for you I can't stay out till 2 Yeah tonight I'm just going to sleep Tonight I'll be lame And I'll make myself stay And I'll lie wide awake While the sound of the bass And the drums in the basement All make the house shake And the TV hums, bitter About all my mistakes Well tonight I'll Sleep.
11.
I might be a little uninspired today I had a stressful day at work and I'm getting home late But I'm greeted at the door by your beautiful face And Cabernet And I'm starting to feel okay Well our college days are over but we'll relive our past By proxy through our friends still going through their music school class We'll drink the kids under the table while we're talking too fast About bluegrass And I'm starting to feel like an ass I lost you in the mall so I traced your steps back To the bookstore where I found you at the magazine rack Made a pit stop at the food court where we tried to high-jack A road snack And I'm starting to feel back on track I might be a little uninspired today I had a stressful day at work and I'm getting home late But I'm greeted at the door by your beautiful face And Cabernet And I'm starting to feel okay And I'm starting to feel okay
12.
(Instrumental)
13.
I was in the backseat as we Crossed the Ohio Legs cramped by the backpacks pilin' Up on the bumpy road Tired of the books I brought I read them all before Searching for salvation through The clutter on the floor Oh my lord I found my reward I was in the basement thinkin' How my life had changed Once you've got it figured all out You're on to a new stage New people who surround you New confusion and new pain You know that you can take it While they take everything away Take my name But I'll fight to stay the same I was in the backseat chucklin' At an inside joke Stretchin' out my legs and Calling my brother on the phone How many trips just like this Have been taken on this road? How many times have I been In the backseat all alone? And where is time agoin' While we're carrying its load? Can we just keep on going Till we're old and overgrown? Well I know I'm on my home
14.
2/14/2009 03:23
I remember, as you screw off the cork The year when you went to school in New York And I took the bus out to see you of course On Valentine's day and I stayed in your dorm Made dinner that night with some veggies you bought And it tasted so good; oh, we both ate a lot And we uncorked the bottle of pinot I'd brought And we lay in your bed and we watched Chocolat Some nights it felt like we never would Get to live together in the same neighborhood But we made it through that; now life is so good I'm gonna love you more than I ever thought I could I remember now, as I walk through the door And see blankets and pillows covering the floor How lucky I am; to be loved and adored To be laying beside you in our blanket fort I love you, Kayleigh I love you, Kayleigh I'll tell you frankly Come stay with me at home I love you, Kayleigh I love you, Kayleigh I'll tell you frankly Come stay with me at home I love you, Kayleigh I love you, Kayleigh I'll tell you frankly Come stay with me at home I love you, Kayleigh My one and only I'll tell you frankly Come stay with me at home
15.
My New Home 00:45
My new home Has a boulder in the backyard Hockey kids are skating backwards And there's mountains on the postcards My new home Has a business-friendly Main Street Wide-eyed tourists and their families Who would move here in a heartbeat If they could Make a living in this paradise of wood If the winters didn't last through May and June If their jobs didn't need them back so soon Yeah, my new home Is pretty good.
16.
It was cold And it was late And I was too tired To stay awake Come and see my band play! Come and see my band play! Come and see my band play! Today!
17.
Late July And it's darkening outside While the bulbs dangle lightly from a string Look in my Empty glass and shake the ice While I listen to your mesmerized voice sing Don't give up There's a moment in your rut When you wake up and you suck up What you need Float along Find the motive in the song When you write your words down wrong Say what you mean To me Chasing pennies in a stream That was strange Could've sworn I heard you playin' In the basement with a banjo and a bass Passin' out On the cushions on the couch I'm trailing off: I can't remember what to say Don't look up There's a spider in your truck And you swerve and now you're stuck In the creek Just your luck To be on course and get lost To be perfect and fuck up Before you leave Oh, leave Chasing pennies in a dream
18.
Duck into the Burger King Freezing cold and shivering Stand in line pretending But we aren't really ordering The frigid wind is still and now We're wandering out of China Town Are there any decent bars around? Watch hockey in the mall underground Wake up in the hotel room Lie there watching cable news Waiting for your eyes to move Rise and scout the neighborhood Breakfast from a waffle mix Tim Horton's for the morning fix In line with anxious college kids Rolling up their coffee lids I know I've made note of where I've been But I don't remember where I'm wanderin' White flag in a settled city All alone in an empty win We're walking and foot traffic's slow Step in for a Molson though Check the clock, it's time to go Got tickets to the indie show We wander through the hipster crowd Eat nachos while we wait around This little bar gets pretty loud When you get up on stage, looking down I know I've made note of where I've been But I don't remember where I'm wanderin' White flag in a settled city All alone in an empty win
19.
I'll let you down All my chips are on the table I'll hold my breath We're forever young and able I'm in the burbs Watching Tommy Boy on cable A hand rockin' the cradle Take me back to the bus station where I arrived How I'd string up my guitar and watch the winters die I'd make the world stop spinning if I really tried A backstabber, just killing time I'll break my back Lifting concrete blocks above my head I'll be my death Flipping photos in a fire bed I'll switch the channel Watching Wings and Billy Madison Until the Moon comes out again Take me back to the blackout of 2003 The panicked North East wondering what was happening While you were scared Al Qaeda'd caused a system breach We drove my mom's car to the beach I let you down... I'll let you down All my chips are on the table I'll hold my breath We're forever young and able I'm in the burbs Watching Tommy Boy on cable A hand rockin' the cradle
20.
Once there was a man who filmed his vacation. He went flying down the river in his boat with his video camera to his eye, making a moving picture of the moving river upon which his sleek boat moved swiftly toward the end of his vacation. He showed his vacation to his camera, which pictured it, preserving it forever: the river, the trees, the sky, the light, the bow of his rushing boat behind which he stood with his camera preserving his vacation even as he was having it so that after he had had it he would still have it. It would be there. With a flick of a switch, there it would be. But he would not be in it. He would never be in it.
21.
The suitcase is packed and the baggage is stowed We're kissing goodbye all the places we've known The cities shrink down and the hours are slowed We're out of the tundra and on to the road The ski bums and tourists are losing their steam The clouds have been crashing like thy're out of caffeine The rust belt will shine on a bird's nest downstream We're out of the nightmare and into the dream A deer on the highway is losing its hunt The kids in the backseat are losing their lunch A poor sense of humor, a fish in the mud We're out of the ocean and into the flood A cold cup of coffee is fueling my run The ghosts of the stars are colliding above You're resting in peace but I'll stick to my guns We're out of the fire and into the Sun We're out of the fire and into the Sun
22.
(Instrumental)
23.
Summer on a dirty porch Lemon Brisk and rude retorts She's been Sleepin' Tired of her grumpy snores Accidents with apple cores Drenched in The blisterin' Sun We've been spending Our time avoiding Look forward to the Moon Look forward to the Moon Lots of time spent in the lake Pretty girls left out to bake Dreamin' Season Driving fast and far from here Just to prove that we don't care Leavin' The steamin' Sun We've been spending Our time avoiding Look forward to the Moon Look forward to the Moon Feel hungry just because Feel hungry just because We've got nothing else to feel We've got nothing else to feel Feel hungry just because What it is feeds what it does And we've got nothing else to feel And we know nothing else is real Now we've run into a wall No one's perfect after all Reachin' A reason Time moves on, I hope you stay I wanna see you every day We'll be Feelin' The Sun We've been spending Our time avoiding Look forward to the Moon Look forward to the Moon Look forward to the Moon Look forward to the Moon
24.
Words aren't easy coming out Sitting at the keyboard for an hour at your mother's house Surrounded by my best friends and family I could easily shout My life changed the moment I first saw you, there can be no doubt Well we made the groomsmen cry And we beat the looming rain Now we're under a pink sky And the music's playing And we storm the dance floor then And the whole house comes to life You woke up my girlfriend You're gonna go to bed my wife And now we raise a glass And the dads spill drinks And the whole floor shakes Under stomping feet And the rare collision Of widespread friends If we hold our wine Will the night not end? And we hold our breath And the song begins: Sorry I'm not home right now I'm walking into spiderwebs so leave a message and I'll call you back A likely story but leave a message and I'll call you back So many faces looking out Too many people that I love to even count Surrounded by our best friends and family in your lovely gown I promise I will always love you, there can be no doubt Well we made the groomsmen cry And we beat the looming rain Now we're under a pink sky And the music's playing And we storm the dance floor then And the whole house comes to life You woke up my girlfriend You're gonna go to bed my bride And now we raise a glass And you make your speech And I shake so many hands And my cousin gets my grandma to her feet Oh and the songs we love And the endless drinks If we all jump up and down Will we make this dance floor sink? And now everybody sing: Sorry I'm not home right now I'm walking into spiderwebs so leave a message and I'll call you back A likely story but leave a message and I'll call you back And it's all your fault I screen my phone calls No matter who calls I gotta screen my phone calls I'm walking into spiderwebs so leave a message and I'll call you back I'm walking into spiderwebs so leave a message and I'll call you back
25.
Our Band 01:53
“Are we ready to rock?” “No.” “Why not?” Oh tie the mic up to the ceiling By the Klingon Bird of Prey The amps are turned up loud But no one knows what words to say Let's write a whole god damn album today Here's a couple drum sticks And the keys could use some gain Everybody's here But no one knows what chords to play Let's write a whole god damn album today Let's write a whole god damn album today And now the train whistle's blowin' And the sound's carried through the wind And the neighbors shut their windows And some hippie chick's sneakin in She's sittin' on your parents' couch And we're all a bit freaked out She says, “I heard you so I came and knocked I guess your parents left the front door unlocked.” So tie the mic up to the ceiling Hit record and let it roll Sing whatever song you think Is passing through your soul Let's take a bite out of rock and roll Let's take a bite out of rock and roll Let's write a whole god damn album today Let's write a whole god damn album today “That's what I think of you and your mother”
26.
Oh the record store Has shuttered her doors I've got nowhere to go anymore We would drive with our friends With songs stuck in our heads But it's true: All good things do end I'd be flipping through For something I knew And I'd see The one that I need One melody On a mix tape for me In a few I'll make one for you But the record store Has shuttered her doors I can't listen to my friends no more No, I can't listen to my friends no more
27.
To Leonard 01:52
When I went to work today I was thinking 'bout how we first met A roadtrip out to Burlington Some vegetarian restaurant Then my phone rang A text message from Colin and my brother saying “Did you know Leonard Nimoy passed away?” And now I don't feel much like writing songs today Spent my afternoon with kids Who wouldn't know the difference between Mr. Spock and Adam And who couldn't say what logic means And in my memory I'm grateful for everything he did for me How many times I'd watch him on the screen How he made me tear up at the end of Star Trek III And now this song is over and I think I'll have a drink for you I'll spend my night remembering And chokin' up with Star Trek II
28.
Shuffled 02:00
Even when my hair gets a little bit ruffled And the sound gets a little bit muffled I'm always gonna be shuffled Even when the bus is stuck at the station And we're living through automation I'm always gonna be waitin' Even when the drugstores double the cost And the population's double crossed I'm always gonna feel lost Even when the last of the gas is guzzled And the last of the press is muzzled I'm always gonna be puzzled Even when my hair gets a little bit ruffled And the sound gets a little bit muffled I'm always gonna be shuffled I'm always gonna be shuffled

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Songs written and recorded every day in February 2015 as part of the Sugar City fun-a-day project.

Each song is inspired by a different song chosen at random by iTunes.
For more info, visit: alexhatesmusic.blogspot.com

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released March 12, 2015

All songs written, recorded, produced, mixed, and performed by Alex Berkley

Except:

Day 16, "It Was Cold," features Sonny Baker on handclaps and was recorded on a cell phone by Josh Gage

Day 20, "The Vacation's Over," features the poem "The Vacation" by Wendell Berry, and excerpts from the television series Snuff Box

Day 23, "Look Forward to the Moon," was written by Alex Berkley in 2003

Day 24, "The Dance Floor," includes an excerpted cover of "Spiderwebs" by No Doubt

Day 25, "Our Band," features Colin Cobb, recorded in 2001

Day 27, "To Leonard," features an excerpt from the film, "Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan"

Artwork by Jory Berkley

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Alex Berkley Buffalo, New York

Alex Berkley is a singer/songwriter rooted in Buffalo, NY who has been writing and performing for 13 years or so. Berkley's songs feature melodic poetic lyrics with a pinch of whimsy and wit. His debut album, Lists & Listlessness, has been called, "Awesome," by many of his close friends. Most recently, Berkley completed his third volume of fun-a-day songs in February 2015. ... more

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