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Better Than Ezra Album


Live At The House Of Blues New Orleans (2004)
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Intro

[No lyrics]

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Talking in her sleep again
Reciting lines start to end
But she's not crazy
(Knock on wood)
Just a little misunderstood

She takes a walk at 4AM
Wakes the neighborhood again
And I find myself recalling everything she used to tell me

Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts inside
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life

Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart

She's waiting tables the next day
She pulls a double then on her way 
To an audition in Hollywood, yeah,
A little misunderstood

We sit around the house
Waiting for the phone to ring
And I know she alone holds the key 
To everything I want to be

Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts inside
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life

Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart

Everybody wants to be your friend 
When you've got something you can give them
All I've seen, bad and good, she's not crazy
Just a little misunderstood.

Aw yeah, all good, she's not crazy,
Just a little misunderstood.

Two years later you're a star
Who'd have thought we'd get this far?
But I'd give it all away if I
Could see you on that day again
When you quit work
And threw that coffee
At the manager jerk

You said, "Close your eyes
I've got a surprise
A house in the hills
And a car that drives by."

Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts, don't it? Inside 
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life

Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart

Everybody wants to be your friend
When you've got something you can give them
All I've seen, bad and good, she's not crazy
Just a little misunderstood.

Aw yeah, all good, she's not crazy,
Just a little misunderstood.

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Looking around the house.
Hidden behind the window and the door.
Searching for signs of life but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'm just too sure.
Maybe I'm just too frightened 
by the sound of it.
Pieces of note fall down, but the letter said, 

CHORUS:
Aha, it was good living with you. 
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

Sitting around the house, 
watching the sun trace shadows on the floor.
Searching for signs of life, but there's nobody home.

Well, maybe I'll call 
or write you a letter.
Now, maybe we'll see on the Fourth of July.
But I'm not too sure, and I'm not too proud.
Well, I'm not too sure and I'm not too proud to say.

CHORUS:
Aha, it was good living with you. 
Aha, it was good.
Aha, it was good living with you.
Aha, it was good.

spoken: Yeah, you were so good.yeah you were so good, yeah that's right... 

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(f/Toddy)

Rain drops bead again
They make a tide pool
On your summer skin

Shoplifting corner store
I should have got,
Should have got some more.

How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
Baby I don't know.

God, how you look the same.
I recognize the face,
But not the name.

Pull over, never stop
A caramel-colored girl in a halter top.

How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
(She said)

Me and you 
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.

Could it be that hard
To never mind the rent
And then quit your job?

Flying, at what cost?
Shout outs to the ones we've lost.

How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?

Don't mind me. Me? I'm fine.
I just get a little lost sometimes.
But what I really meant to say,
I couldn't live without you another day.

How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
(She said)

Me and you
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.

Are you just worried to see me?
Are you just worried to need me?

Me and you
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.
Yeah, we're rolling.
Me and you, we're rolling.

On a Sunday afternoon.

Yeah...

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Don't fear
Even though you're at a loss
I'm numb
A shell of empty thoughts
But you glow
You stretch and pull me out
Does that trouble you?
Does that trouble you?

Chorus:
Love me
Hate me
Make me live again
I need you around

Heal me
Hurt me
Make me live again
I want you around

So long
I never had experienced this bliss
So how could I resist?
And I'm fine
A little light-headed
Does that worry you?
I didn't mean to worry you

Chorus

Now retreating from the light
I love it when we fight
It makes me think
At least you still care

Give up, you're not going anywhere
Moonlight, illuminates your stare
And it's great, captivating you
Does that trouble you?
I didn't mean to trouble you


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I sit and watch your flowers wilting in the kitchen
I felt like I was one of them gasping for air.
I go from room to room hoping to find your 
I play my music louder than you'd like me to 

Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Get you, get you in.

I understand that you are going through a hard time
But what you need to recognize I'm in one too
You say that maybe we should take some time apart
But you go your way, I'll get by, and you'll go get high
You just see if I mind.

Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Why can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Let you, get you in.

Well I could be wrong I don't even know myself
And I must be strong when you're gone so long
I don't need to know reasons why.

What I wouldn't do for you.

Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Why can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Let you, get you in.

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(f/DJ Swamp)

I got a little bit of hope
Like a soap on a rope
Sweeter than sour
But getting thinner by the hour
Falling fast, and I'm running out of gas

Muggin on your sister!
Smart as Bobby Fischer!

Still I couldn't get arrested
Though I got more hooks
Than Madonna got looks
And just like that AC/DC song
Come on baby, shake me all night long

All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby

Somebody push me through the door
I been sleeping on the floor
Thirty-one flavors, listen to the neighbors 
Through the wall
At a debutante ball

Cumba lada vista!
Got a Mona Lisa!

So much for the late rent
Cause your money's spent
And it's cold inside
But just like that Barenaked Ladies' song
I'm hot like wasabi when I'm next to your body

All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby

Ain't love such a sweet thing!
Ain't love such a sweet thing!

(Con fuego, baby ...)

All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby

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There's an angel on the stairs
(as if you'd even care)
When the lights go up,
and the sun has nearly gone down.

Did you see him on the street?
Did you pass him at your feet?
Did you think aloud, "How dare they 
even look me in the eye'?

And he loves the girls.
And he loves the boys.
Going to make twenty dollars
before the weekends over.

So set him up,
Let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.

Got a ticket to a show.
Going to see him take a blow.
When the drunk one said,
"Cat Sssstevens was the greatest singer!"

And did you kick him in the head?
Did you see the blood run down? Did you laugh at all when the
people walked right by and said aloud,
"You gutter punks are all the same.
" Probably make twenty dollars 'fore the weekends over."?

So set him up,
Then let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.

Radio in my head.
Radio in that car.
Going down again,
he's going down again....

Anyway you look, anyway you talk it over.
It's easier to let it slip out of your mind.
But it rips your heart out.

Then it kicks your head in.
Just give him one more chance, 
try to see the beauty in his world.
All the way in on my hands, in on my feet,
and shoulders. Going to make twenty dollars 
before the weekend's over.

So set him up,
Then let him fall.
Turn him over in your hands.
God save the King of New Orleans.


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Where have you gone, my Rosealia?
Into the crowd, he'll never find you.
If you walk real fast, and you stay down low.
So many times, so many chances, this one could be your last.

Chorus:
You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.

What has he done, my senorita?
His kind of love is going to kill you.
Do you fake a smile when you dodge the blows?
So many times, so many chances.
This one could be your last.

Chorus:
You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.

BRIDGE:
Jealousy can rip your heart out.
And jealousy can turn a hand into a fist.

Chorus:
You say no, no, no, the fighting has left you tired.
You say no, no, no, but the fighting goes on.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.
Put on your mask, wearing your cape.
Put on your mask, my Rosealia.


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Maybe I should drop you at your door
Or leave tonight and vanish up the shore
Anywhere but here

It's three o'clock we're driving in your car
You're screaming out the window at the stars
"Please don't drive me home!"

Chorus:
Blame us because we are who we are
Hate us because you'll never get that far
And who'd suppose you would go?
I've already learned enough to know

Tell me all the places we could go
And count the headlights passing on the road
A long, long time ago

Chorus

Bridge
Here we are
Foreign to their world
Straight and composed
Your sermons I can do without
And I finally found
That everybody loves to love you
When you're far away

Could it be we've done something wrong
We'd make it back to your place before dawn
"Please, don't take me home"
"Please, don't take me home"

Chorus

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Allie woke up 8AM
Graduation day.
Got into a car,
And crashed along the way.

When we arrived late to the wake,
Stole the urn while they 
Looked away,
And drove to the beach
'Cause I knew you'd want it
That way.

And you were standing
On the hood of the car
Singing out loud
When the sun came up.

And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing 
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime

It felt like a lifetime

And you move like water
I could drown in you.
And I fell so deep once,
Till you pulled me through

You would tell me
"No one is allowed to be so proud
They never reach out
When they're giving up."

And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing 
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime

Are you sitting in the lights?
Or combing your hair again,
And talking in rhymes?
Are you sitting in the lights?

When I got home, heard the phone,
Your parents had arrived.
And your dad set his jaw
Your mom just smiled and sighed.

But they left soon
And I went to my room.
Played that disc that you'd given me,
And I shut my eyes
Swear I could hear the sea.

When we were standing
On the hood of your car
Singing out loud when the sun came up.

And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes,
Three and a half minutes,

Felt like a lifetime.

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How can you be so warm?
How can you know what I feel?
Well, it's the way you move your hands,
and it's the way you understand.

CHORUS:
And that's the reason that I'm asking.
That's the reason that I want to know.
And that's the reason that I'm asking,
and that's the reason that I'm...

How can you throw everything you live for?
Well, it's the way we shake and sway.
Oh, and it's the passion that you play.

CHORUS:
And that's the reason that I'm asking.
That's the reason that I want to know.
And that's the reason that I'm asking,
and that's the reason that I'm...

BRIDGE:
Too many lost.
Links in a chain passed down through the years,
But ending here, if we just face the pain and the fear.

Who did you love before?
Who did they love before you?
But it's the way you move your hands
And it's the way you understand.

CHORUS:
And that's the reason that I'm asking.
That's the reason that I want to know.
And that's the reason that I'm asking,
and that's the reason that I'm... 

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Hey, you've got a lot of nerve to show your face around here.
Hey, you've got a lot of nerve to dredge up all my fears.
Well, I wish I could shake some sense into you and walk out the door.

To Chorus:
But your skin is like porcelain.
Yeah, your skin is like porcelain.

Just the other day I felt I had you by a string.
Just the other day I felt we could be everything.
But now when I see you, you're somebody else.
In somebody's eyes and your skin...

To Chorus:
But your skin is like porcelain.
Yeah, your skin is like porcelain.

BRIDGE:
I don't know what I'm saying.
Well, I don't know if you're there.
In the words you are feigning.
Do you even care?

Well I wish I could kill you, 
savor the sight.
Get in to my car, drive into the night.
Then lie as I scream to the heavens above.
That I was the last one you ever loved. 
Yes, your skin is like porcelain.

To Chorus:
But your skin is like porcelain.

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I can still recall
The way you looked that fall
In your favorite dress
The day before you left
And since that time
I wrote a simple rhyme

And I miss you and the things you do
The time we had, the good and bad
The day we met that I can't forget
Signed Sincerely, Me

Are you cross at your loss?
But could you be more obsessive
If I'd given you the chance
But since you asked, a reply but it's the last

And I miss you and the things you do
The love you fake, the heart you break.
The buzz you caught, and the times we fought
Signed Sincerely, Me.
Oh, my God, and don't forget P.S.
I moved away to a new address
It's far away and I think it's best
Signed Sincerely, Me.

Why can't it be like it was?
The rain falls, the summer ends.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.

And I confess, I was such a mess
I drove for fifteen hours
On this nasty Greyhound bus
Yes, I've returned.
(You'd think that I would have learned.)

But I miss you and the things you do
The times we had, the good and bad
The day we met that I can't forget
Signed Sincerely, Me

Could you really be a bitch like that?
Broke my door when you stole the cat.
Someone said that you even laughed
Signed Sincerely, Me

Why can't it be like it was?
The rain falls, the summer ends.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.

And I miss you...

The hope you give.
The life you live.
The cross you bear.
The way you swear.
The face you make
When you masturbate.
Our bed in the moonlight.
And the night we fought
You were so distraught.
And the lies I denied
Even when you cried,
God knows I apologize,
Signed Sincerely, Me.

Why can't it be like it was?
The rain goes, the sun returns.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.
You'd never go away.
You'd never go away.

Signed Sincerely, Me.

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Past the road to your house
That you never called home
Where they turned out your lights
Though they say you'll never know

I remember running through the wet grass
And failing a step behind 
Both of us never tiring 
Desperately wanting 

When they pumped out your guts
And filled you full of those pills 
You were never quite right 
Deserving all the chills 
They say the worst is over
Kicked it over and ran 
Then they ask what went wrong 
When they turn you on again
They turn you on again. 

Chorus: 
Kick them right in the face 
Make them wish they weren't born 
And if they bring up your name 
Well they'll say you won the war.
Baby burst in the world 
Never given a chance 
Then they ask what went wrong 
When you never had it right 

Oh the letters have dropped off 
Though they say you got them all 
I finally figured out some things you'll never know. 
Take back your life and let me inside 
We'll find the door if you care to anymore. 

I remember running through the wet grass 
and falling a step behind 
Both of us never tiring 
Desperately Wanting.

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I have fallen over
I am on the floor
Could you be the answer to a question i've ignored
Everything is you and you are lying here with me
I was cold and distant for a brief eternity
You told me

Ok now I feel like I slept for a hundred million years
And I don't want to live a life avoiding every fear
And I feel like i've slept for a hundred million years
While I was living in my cold year
Cold year (2x)

She was your addiction
You would disagree
She was my aviction for positivity
Something must have woke you up to make you walk away
Summer must have made you see the error of her ways

You told me
Ok now I feel like i've slept for a hundred million years
And I don't want to live a life avoiding every fear
And I feel like I i've slept for a hundred million years
While I was living in my cold year
Living in my cold year

Fall by the wayside
Out from the inside
I, alls well ends well
All you ever were
Saved by your sorrow
All you ever loved

You told me
Ok now I feel like i've slept for a hundred million years
And I don't want to live a life avoiding every fear
Well I feel like i've slept for a hundred million years
While I was living in my living in my
Living in my cold year
Cold year
Living in my cold year

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Stall

[No lyrics]

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