Lyrics: Fine Rude Thing

Fine Rude Thing

You’re verging on something I’d like to sidle up to, you’re a fine rude thing
Luscious implications pent up in the wood, you’re a fine rude thing
Screaming down the highway squealing with delight
Shining like a searchlight on a peasly Tuesday night
You’re a fine rude fine rude fine rude fine rude thing

Reggie says you’re rustic, that’s a compliment, you’re a fine rude thing
Flush with fluid on a frantic bent, you’re a fine rude thing
Gunning through the muddle shaking your flag
A ranking rebuttal to their abysmal drag
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing

There’s a whole heap you ain’t got to yet
A cavalcade of pleasures yet to make
Something in that churning helps you keep it all straight
Bent all over backward and wide, wide awake

Heavy heads are hanging, kicking at the dirt, you’re a fine, rude thing
Your heaving heart’s a clanking on the buttons of your shirt, you’re a fine, rude thing
Bound to be unfolding and you’re jumping out your skin
Busting through the barricades, ah, itching’s got to win
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing

Burning on fumes, blooming in the sand, you’re a fine, rude thing
Winking in the backwoods, they’ll never understand, you’re a fine rude thing
Gunning down the alley, sun is going down
Juice is rising in mediocre town
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing

Heavy heads are hanging kicking at the dirt
Your heaving heart’s a clanking on the buttons of your shirt
Heading down the alley, the sun is going down
Juice is rising steady in mediocre town
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing
You’re a fine rude, fine rude, fine rude, fine rude thing

 

Summer Starts Right Now

(Pat McLaughlin-Paul Cebar)

Want you, need you
To hold
Onto
If you
Feel the
Same way
I do

Let’s get this heap back out on the road
Try and hold on tight
We’ll chase the moon across the sky tonight
Then throw our heads back in the sand
Let all the waves crash down
And let’s pretend that summer starts right now

Changes scare you
They double dare you
Well, I’m just
Like you
It’s got me
Shook, too

Let’s get this heap back out on the road
Try and hold on tight
We’ll chase the moon across the sky tonight
Then throw our heads back in the sand
Let all the waves crash down
And let’s pretend that summer starts right now 

Let’s draw the line right here
At the point of worrying ‘bout tomorrow
Shake, shake that tambourine
Shake the crazy reach of twisted sorrow

Let’s get this heap back out on the road
Try and hold on tight
We’ll chase the moon across the sky tonight
Then throw our heads back in the sand
Let all the waves crash down
And let’s pretend that summer starts right now
Right now
And let’s pretend that summer starts
Right now

 

Baby Shake

(Chuck Mead-Paul Cebar)

Something told Loretta to try and take it with her so she put it in her make-up kit
Everything she had was in that blue bag and she was getting pretty tired of it
She started naming names of people who’d paid tribute to her high-hat ways
Trumpets used to sound everywhere around Loretta in her good old days

But now that’s all gone
There ain’t nothing left to take
You’re picking over bones
It’s time to go home
Don’t let that screen door hit you
Baby, shake

Jimmy had it early but he didn’t think he’d really ever need it so he stowed it away
He took up with a carney, she was just up off the farm, she laid him low with her feminine ways
He laid it on the line and just about that time she left him by the highway-side
Jimmy took his crown, he crushed it to the ground
He always knew he’d have to pay for the ride

But now it’s all gone
There ain’t nothing left to take
You’re picking over bones
It’s time to go home
Don’t let that screen door hit you
Baby, shake
I bet that doorknob bit you
Baby, shake

(repeat chorus)

Baby, Shake
Baby, Shake
Now, now
Baby, Shake
Baby, Shake
Now, now

 

You Owe It To You

(Willy Porter-Paul Cebar)

In the morning when the sun comes up it’s gonna find you where you live
Whether I’m there to hold you up my love’ll find you
Ain’t no difference between you and me, baby
Blood flows in our veins
We gotta make the bus, gotta find where I belong

I’m ‘onna love you
That’s just the first thing I’d do
I’m ‘onna love you
I’d make it the last thing, too
I’m ‘onna love you
You know you owe it to you
I’m ‘onna love you

Can you mend the broken hearted?
Can you heal the wounded wing?
I ain’t got nothing but I could bring you special things
Got some loving in my kitchen, that’s true
Wonder what I might find there for you?
Not that you’re looking, Not that you need anything

I’m ‘onna love you
Feel all that love coming ‘round
I’m ‘onna love you
Right up through the middle of town
I’m ‘onna love you
You know you owe it to you
I’m ‘onna love you
And you owe it to me, too

Our time will come to pass
Sail a ship across an emerald sea
Trying to find a bank on which to tie ourselves down
Find a love deeper than ocean’s wide
Find a love like yours to cure my pride
I know it’s just a matter of time
Before I heal you from the inside out, baby

I’m ‘onna love you
That’s the least I can do
I’m ‘onna love you
Feel all that love coming through
I’m ‘onna love you
You know you owe it to you
I’m ‘onna love you
And you owe it to me, too

I’m onna love you
‘Cause that’s what that is, girl
Feel love knock knock knocking on your door
Open up, open up now
I’m ‘onna l- l-l-l- l-l love you

 

The Whole Thing

We think we got it clean
We know we saw it whole
I want to pull you up
To where I think it ought to go
But you stay where you are and there’s nothing to move you
But the way we look when we’re pulling too hard
When the heat gives way and the sweat comes down
The whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you
The whole thing
The whole thing

When we’re down on the floor
Clouds in the bed
We strain to get clear and see through
You suck the vision right out of my head
And the whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you
The whole thing
The whole thing

Plant my feet on some ground that won’t hold and I dance like a marvelous fool
Bet you a Jackson I’d live on air with a particulate garnish of you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you,girl
The whole thing buckles but you

When we’re down on the floor
Clouds in a bed
We strain to get clear and see through
You suck the vision right out of my head
And the whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you
When the heat gives way and the sweat comes down
The whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing

You’ve got no big board but I’m still rising
What’s a fool to do?
My stock is down all over this town
And the whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you
The whole thing buckles but you, girl
The whole thing buckles but you
The whole thing
The whole thing

 

Might Be Smiling

Might be smiling, might just be smiling to say
Hope you make it through another struggling day

Saw you down on Telegraph, tap tap tapping out your troubled times
Wounded, grounded, feathered fine
Uncleared for take-off to fabled other climes

Saw you in La Cueva in your brand new silken glide
Huddled with your homefolks, glad to be inside
Saw you on Obispo with the generations teeming
Scratching for subsistence and a fanbelt they might use

Might be smiling, might just be smiling to say
Hope you make it through another struggling day

Loved her way through a half a dozen, come out on the other side
Six versions of tornado with roofs and necks awry
She’s scrabbling, scrapping and feeling her oats
Oh, she been fishing for minnows and pulling in boats
And I, And I, And I

Might be smiling, might just be smiling to say
Hope you make it through another struggling day

Baby like to decorate the beat
Pelts it with the petals and the pots and pans
Drags it through the alley, pulls it through the trees
Gets it so aquiver I got to meet it on my knees

She’s a mighty Mississippi on a Saturday night
A new Nile just about anytime
A sand-faced creek every now and then
She’s flowing and flowing and flowing again

Might be smiling, might just be smiling to say
Hope you make it through another struggling day
Another struggling day Hope you make it
Another struggling day Hope you make it
Through another struggling day
Hope you make it

Might be, Might be, Might be smiling
Might be, Might be, Might be smiling

Might be smiling, might just be smiling to say
Hope you make it through another struggling day

Not Necessarily True

(Pat McLaughlin-Paul Cebar)

Another Saturday, Another Saturday Night
Ain’t no reason for me not holding you tight
But, I’m not holding you tight
Now you’re walking, walking ‘round in the rain
Ain’t no reason for me not doing the same
But I’m not doing the same
It’s alright, it’s been done
It’s so clear, we had some
A wild love
Not necessarily true

Time’s a healer, time’s a killer, as well
Everybody got a story to tell
A story to tell
I wanna save you, but I’m saving myself
Got to save up, some for somebody else
For somebody else
It’s over, it’s been fun
A fine time, a good run
A wild love
Not necessarily true

You want heart, you want sun
You want truth? Well, here’s some
Blame me and secondarily, you
Not necessarily true
Not necessarily true

 

Yeah Yeah

(Pat McLaughlin-Paul Cebar)

‘ Know that I need you, why do we have to
Argue, fuss, and fight
If you feel a little bit like I do
Something’s bound to be alright
Since we’re grown it don’t solve nothing to climb up in that tree
I’ll come down if you’ll come down
And talk awhile with me

Yeah, Yeah, it’s a sticky situation
Yeah, Yeah, What else could it be?
Yeah, Yeah

There’s tension on the ties that bind, now
So, for goodness sake
We both know that something’s gotta give
So, let’s don’t let it break
And if you’re thinking there’s a half a chance
That’s a half I’d like to take

I said
Yeah, Yeah, It’s a minor invitation
Yeah, Yeah, we could both come clean
Yeah, Yeah, It’s an opportunitation
Yeah, Yeah, like we ain’t never seen,
I said
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah

I can’t burn that photograph we took out by the lake,
I said
Yeah, Yeah, it’s a surefire indication
Yeah, Yeah, that this was meant to be
Yeah, Yeah, it’s not without some trepidation
Yeah, Yeah, how could it ever be?
Yeah, Yeah, no more nagging irritation
Yeah, Yeah, we got to let it be
Yeah, Yeah, some neo-love administration
Yeah, Yeah, that you can run on me, I said
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
YEAH, YEAH

 

Just That Cold

I had you balmy, I had you with a breeze
I had you ’fore the weather broke now that’s some deep-freeze
I had you pegged a lover
Warm heart and tender soul
Maybe I’m just stone-crazy
Maybe you’re just that cold
Maybe you’re just that cold

Someone’s feeling zephyrs, someone gets to sweat
Someone gets to getting and someone to forget
Me, I’m seeing snake-eyes
That’s how the dice have rolled
Maybe there’ll be no summer
Maybe it’s just that cold
Maybe we’re just that cold

I never listened to those happening by
They’d never been on the ride
I never thought I’d take it out on myself
And doubt what’s to savor inside

I’d kept things cracking, I held up my end
But cracking’s a problem when you’re trying to bend
There ain’t no more handouts
It’s all bought and sold
And me I’m still wriggling on this hook
Maybe I’m just that cold
Maybe it’s just that cold
Maybe we’re just that cold
Maybe it’s just that cold 

I had you balmy, I had you with a breeze
I had you ’fore the weather broke now that’s some deep-freeze
I had you pegged a lover
Warm heart and tender soul
Maybe I’m just stone-crazy
Maybe you’re just that cold
Maybe you’re just that cold
Maybe we’re just that cold
Maybe it’s just that cold

Shack & Shambles

(Cesar Rosas-Paul Cebar)

I can’t believe my eyes, the things that I can see
Now that we’re no longer it keeps happening to me
You dragged me out and dangled the city and it’s time
Now, I’m up and roaring, ‘ walk the walk to make it mine
King without the bluster or the throne
Take this shack & shambles make myself a home

It’s coffee all the time, languid all the while
Bearden, S.E. Rogie, Cassavetes, Brecht & Weill
Your angle keeps on creeping into whatever’s left of mine
Who cares where this road’s going if you get to change the signs?
King who’s queen has settled to the bone
Take this shack & shambles make myself a home

I’m listening in my car and I’m light upon my feet
And I’m trying to fit together what I’m finding in the street
Kim chee chased with hot sauce and the Sunday Times
Dedicated lefties and some underwater rhymes
King who’s knave and livelier alone
Take this shack & shambles make myself a home
Take this rack of brambles to my bones
Take this shack & shambles make myself a home

Shack Shack  Shack & Shambles
Shack Shack  Shack & Shambles

 

Like Loving People Do

(Pat McLaughlin-Paul Cebar)

There ain’t nothing that I would rather do
While you sit and dream
Than make your dreams come true
But making dreams come true
Is something I find that
Other people seem a whole lot better at 

If you’d be so kind
To let me take a whack
At making yours come true
I could rear on back
And if you have a heart
Like I trust you do
We’ll find a way to act
Like Loving People Do 

Loving people sure set that bar up high
Telling all that truth
And letting all that fly
But holding on so tight
To what’s been here and gone
Doesn’t sit too well
The words all come out wrong

So, what say we wade in
The water’s not so cold
There’s bound to be a break
In this howling wind
I’ll try and hear you out
If you let me get mine in
And work my way around
To your dreams again 

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