Month: March 2016

 

Top Secret

Why do I hid things from my brother, I know I can’t, I can’t hide from you?
Why does it seem there ain’t no other, thing for, thing for me to do?
I’m always afraid of getting’ caught doin’ the things that I know I shouldn’t ought
When I do things I think I need to hide, it don’t make me feel so good inside

These top secret
Top secret things in my life
Top secret things I don’t want you to know
Top secret
Top secret sin in my life
Top secret things I need to give to You

What is this feelin’ that I feel? It is an achin’ in my heart
Is it your spirit trying to reveal what I’m supposed to do as my part?
Givin’ it up for Your love. Release it with Your power from above
Givin; it up si I can, I can be like You. Givin’ it up so I can do life like You

These top secret
Top secret things in my life
Top secret things I don’t want you to know
Top secret
Top secret sin in my life
Top secret things I need to give to You

Why do I hid things from my brother, I know I can’t, I can’t hide from you?
Why does it seem there ain’t no other, thing for, thing for me to do?
I’m always afraid of getting’ caught doin’ the things that I know I shouldn’t ought
When I do things I think I need to hide, it don’t make me feel so good inside

Top secret
Top secret things in my life
Top secret things I don’t want you to know
Top secret
Top secret sin in my life
Top secret things I need to give to You

(break)

Top secret
Top secret things in my life
Top secret things I don’t want you to know
Top secret
Top secret sin in my life
Top secret things I need to give to You

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

Every Time I Try to Help

Every time I try to help, you never listen to me
At times you make it so very hard to be the parent I should be
It’s so hard to remember when I was like you
Rebelling in my teenage ways, it’s true, I’ve done it too

Sometimes I get too angry, overreact to what you’ve done
But I want to say I’m sorry, be a family in the sun
It’s just because I love you and I just want to say
I’m sorry if I hurt you. Please help me find the way

Dear Lord, please help me to be the parent you want me to be
Help me to keep my eyes on you in everything that I do
Dear Lord, please help me to be the parent you want me to be
Help me to keep my eyes on you in everything that I do
Especially raising the children you so specially gave to me

Every time I try to help, you never listen to me
At times you make it so very hard to be the parent I should be
It’s so hard to remember when I was like you
Rebelling in my teenage ways, it’s true, I’ve done it too
And it doesn’t make it any easier

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

What You Do for You

In this dark and desperate age
We all take our place upon the stage
With conviction we take our places
We’ve done the best to fix our faces
Curtain up, lights go down
Act slips from verb to noun
Part played in this passion play
Unaware if we’ll return another day

And we can try to do our best
And we can help all the rest
And we can do good things for man
Do all the best that we can
For all the things that we do
Only one things still rings true
What you do, do for you is what you lose

You’re the star of this production
We welcome you to your induction
Your tongue sharper than a sword
You can’t wait to get your award
You’re so glad to play your part
You forgot about your heart
Look up at the pale, blue sky
You can’t help but-a wonder why?

And we can try to do our best
And we can help all the rest
And we can do good things for man
Do all the best that we can
For all the things that we do
Only one things still rings true
What you do, do for you is what you lose

In this dark and desperate age
We all take our place upon the stage
With conviction we take our places
We’ve done the best to fix our faces
Curtain up, lights go down
Act slips from verb to noun
Part played in this passion play
Unaware if we’ll return another day

And we can try to do our best
And we can help all the rest
And we can do good things for man
Do all the best that we can
For all the things that we do
Only one things still rings true
What you do, do for you is what you lose

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

Rebound Blues

There’s too much smoke in here to see you clearly
I can’t find oxygen to breathe in here. Can you hear me?
You been tellin’ me about your constitution
There’s too much confusion in my dissolution

I got the rebound blues, you got your high-heeled shoes
You start a messin’ with my head, you said you want me in my bed
C’mon sister, gotta read the news, ‘cause I got the rebound blues

What you think you gonna get with all that lack and disrespect?
This ain’t no game, no game of chess, you just want me to get into your dress
Believe me, what I say is true, I got the rebound blues

I got the rebound blues, you got your high-heeled shoes
You start a messin’ with my head, you said you want me in my bed
C’mon sister, gotta read the news, ‘cause I got the rebound blues

I know you’re just looking for Mr. Tonight. I’m not even lookin’ for Mrs. Right
Is that all you think tonight is for? Just a rumble, tumble on the floor?
I gave you one chance, now I’ give you two, now tell me what you gonna do?

I got the rebound blues, you got your high-heeled shoes
You start a messin’ with my head, you said you want me in my bed
C’mon sister, gotta read the news, ‘cause I got the rebound blues

(guitar break)

I got the rebound blues, you got your high-heeled shoes
You start a messin’ with my head, you said you want me in my bed
C’mon sister, gotta read the news, ‘cause I got the rebound blues

You keep thinkin’ that I, I’ll give in, just for a single night of sin
Take a look at the shape you’re in. You’re crazy if you think I’d touch your skin
I think you better think again, I ain’t going everywhere you’ve ever been

I got the rebound blues, you got your high-heeled shoes
You start a messin’ with my head, you said you want me in my bed
C’mon sister, gotta read the news, ‘cause I got the rebound blues

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

California Girls

I like those California beaches, where the girls look so fine
So many pears and peaches. Looking for a pair to call mine
There may be a little smog, water may not be too clean
Help me loose my pollywog, girl you know that I mean

California girls, grown from California stock
Put me in a whirl, they all know how to rock
California girls as you might suspect
Are the only girls anatomically correct

I’ll never forget my first trip to California beach
I almost slipped and lost my grip, almost reached my peak
The girls were al so thin, very barely clad
There was so much more skin than I could ever have

California girls, grown from California stock
Put me in a whirl, they all know how to rock
California girls as you might suspect
Are the only girls anatomically correct

There’s the one that drives me wild
I want that one to have my child
Wait, don’t forget that one over there,
with skin so brown and golden hair
I feel the heat, overload comin’ on
You’re the one I want to meat, c’mon let’s get it on

California girls, grown from California stock
Put me in a whirl, they all know how to rock
California girls as you might suspect
Are the only girls anatomically correct

California girls, California girls

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

Kool Kat Kitty

Here’s a little ditty ‘bout my Kool Kat Kitty
Left the backwoods for the big cat city
Nothin’ but a bag and a guitar in hand
Runnin’ off wild for the promise land
Wonder what prospects will lay ahead
Never listenin’ to what your momma said

Jammin’ in the street for some unknown beat
Tryin’ to stay away from the big city heat
Playin’ the blues barely keeps you alive
Tryin’ to make a livin’ off your Kool Kat Jive
Doin’ what you can to make a hit
Tryin’ to avoid all that honky-sh*t

This here’s a song about the Kool Kat Kitty
Wish I’d come along
Rippin’ up the streets in the big damn city
Damned if I didn’t hear my favorite song on the rad-did-e-o-o

Here’s a little ditty ‘bout my Kool Kat Kitty
Left the backwoods for the big cat city
Nothin’ but a bag and a guitar in hand
Runnin’ off wild for the promise land
Wonder what prospects will lay ahead
Never listenin’ to what your momma said

Jammin’ in the street for some unknown beat
Tryin’ to stay away from the big city heat
Playin’ the blues barely keeps you alive
Tryin’ to make a livin’ off your Kool Kat Jive
Doin’ what you can to make a hit
Tryin’ to avoid all that honky-sh*t

The fact that you made it really blows my mind

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

Hurt Me

Hurt me, hurt me. Hurt me some more
Is that what you do to even the score?
Wreck me, break me, tear me in two
Is that all that you want to do?

A part of me was torn from inside
Was it hate? Was it love? Was it that you lied?
N’ you don’t care, if I ever cried
Can’t you feel what I feel, deep down inside?

Always on my train but never in my car
How close? How near? How distant? How far
Will we get until we disappear?
The hate; the Love. The Pain; the fear
Turn it on hot; turn it off cold
You’re only for sale until you’re sold
Take me apart and give me away
A piece here and there… Give me yesterday

Life was good, so true and so kind
What about the life we left behind?

Will it be different? Never the same?
Don’t know what hurts worse
The loss or the shame
(guitar noodling)

Life was good, so true and so kind
What about the life we left behind?

Will it be different? Never the same?
Don’t know what hurts worse
The loss or the shame

Hurt me, hurt me. Hurt me some more
Is that what you do to even the score?
Wreck me, break me, tear me in two
Is that all that you want to do?

A part of me was torn from inside
Was it hate? Was it love? Was it that you lied?

Will it be different? Never the same?
Don’t know what hurts worse
The loss or the shame

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved

 

One Way to Two

Hello. How are you? Tell you who I am
I’m just your ordinary man
Wonder if you can, can see me
You’re gonna see me on your TV
You know I won’t tell you what to buy
Or pull your strings to make you cry
Be anything that you wanna be
It don’t have to be no fantasy

I ain’t never gonna let you go
And it’s only fair to let you know
I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do
Nothin’ but spend my whole life with you
My life is nothin’ but a one-way street
And I’m sittin’ in the driver’s seat
I’ll travel down the path to you
That’s marked one way, one way to two

I’m glad to meet you, welcome you to the fold
You feel your soul a’growin’ old
There ain’t no other place to be
Less you want to lose your reality
I’ll give you what you’re lookin’ for
So as not to have to look no more
Can’t you see, I’ll empower you
Do anything that you want to do

I ain’t never gonna let you go
And it’s only fair to let you know
I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do
Nothin’ but spend my whole life with you
My life is nothin’ but a one-way street
And I’m sittin’ in the driver’s seat
I’ll travel down the path to you
That’s marked one way, one way to two

Tell me, now, do you have a good time?
Are you ready, now, to lose your mind?
Let me make one thing perfectly clear
Listen close and I think you will hear
A new voice from inside your head
Tell you everything’s true that I said
‘Cause every word that I say to you
Will ring to you, ‘cause you know it’s true

Hello. How are you? Tell you who I am
I’m just your ordinary man
Wonder if you can, can see me
You’re gonna see me on your TV
You know I won’t tell you what to buy
Or pull your strings to make you cry
Be anything that you wanna be
It don’t have to be no fantasy

I ain’t never gonna let you go
And it’s only fair to let you know
I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do
Nothin’ but spend my whole life with you
My life is nothin’ but a one-way street
And I’m sittin’ in the driver’s seat
I’ll travel down the path to you
That’s marked one way, one way to two

Copyright © Dave-Michael Valentine All Rights Reserved