Lyrics
A Used One (Down A Road Or Two) Words and Music by Bruce Garnitz
Verse:
The Gibson seemed to speak to me
As I gazed through store front glass
It’s hardware trim sparklin’ gold
It’s smooth body sculpted ash
But no money, no dough
Got my hopes sinkin’ low
Like Florsheims in wet sand
I pray an angel pry it from it’s perch
And put it in my hands
Chorus:
I’m gonna get a used one
It don’t need to be so new
One that’s got some mileage on it
Been down a road or two
(fits my grip just fine)
Verse:
I’d never even kissed a girl
But I knew what turned me on
Snuck a peek in each new Playboy magazine
The “Vargas Girl” just rang my gong
She looked so damn alluring
As hormones began to rage
Sadly, she always kept her distance
Behind the glossy page
Chorus:
So I got myself a real one
She was older…I didn’t have a clue
She seemed to have some mileage on her
Been down a road or two
Been down a road or two
Bridge:
Anybody who’s worth anything
Gonna wear out some tires along the way
And burn up a clutch when the mountain’s too much
And “c’est la vie” is all you can say…
Solo
I seem to be consistent
As I travel through this life
A car, a house, You’d be surprised
Just how I picked my wife
Chorus:
I seem to like the used ones
They don’t have to be so new
Gimme somethin’ that’s got some mileage on it
Been down a road or two
(Suits me just fine)
Been Down a road or two
(Or three or four)
Been down a road or two
That’s right…
The Beauty of it All Music & Lyrics by Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer-Lewis
Verse 1)
July Fourth came without a bang... the phone never rang
Watched the fireworks on the hill, from my window sill
Heard the ooh's and heard the aah's... and (then) wild applause
I waved as I took a bow... it's silly I know now.
Chorus)
But, isn't it funny.*
How we can turn around a dismal situation.
It doesn't take money.
To look (out) at a dreary day and paint it sunny.
Don't sweat the stuff that's small.
Look at the Beauty of it All.
Look at the Beauty of it All.
Verse 2)
Never made the Martini Moon... 'cause it closed to soon.
'Crossed the road to some other place... put on my game face.
The crowd was loud and I was shy ... the waitress pushed me aside
That's when I tripped into you... you caught me and I knew
Chorus)
Isn't it funny.
How a simple shove... can cause an introduction.
It’s sweeter than honey
When coincidence makes sense in a world where
Fate can break your fall
That's just the beauty of it all.
That's just the beauty of it all.
Bridge)
Keeping my balance … My world is Spinning
Games of the heart (that) my head keeps winning
Wish I knew just what to do
Chorus)
And isn't it funny.
How we tend to complicate a simple situation.
Doesn't have to be sunny.
To look up in the sky and see ... what's meant to be.
Don't count the raindrops as they fall.
Just feel the Beauty of it All. Enjoy the Beauty of it All. Trust the Beauty of it All.
Have faith in the Beauty of it All. Just feel the Beauty of it All.
Tag) Oooh…The Beauty of it All
©2007
Elevator Shoes Blues Words & Music by Bruce Garnitz
I knew that it would spook ‘ya
I knew I shouldn’t move
I knew that it would spook ‘ya
I knew I should not move
I’m not the most graceful guy
In elevator shoes
Been runnin’ all around today
Playin’ games I seem to lose
Been runnin’round all day long
Playin’ games I did not choose
Got my ass kicked playin’ “Kick the Can” today
Wearin’ elevator shoes
Been tryin’ to write this song today
Can’t seem to find my muse
Been tryin’ to rhyme these words today
My thoughts just seem confused
Been Slippin’ on icy metaphors
In elevator shoes
This waltz ain’t workin’ out for us
I know it ain’t the booze
I feel like I’m surrounded here
But I kinda like the view
You’re “six foot five” - I’m “five foot three”
In my elevator shoes
I’m in Elevator, Elevator
Elevator Shoes
The air seems quite thin up here in my
Elevator Shoes
Before I fall right on my face
…Somebody help me get out of these damn shoes!
(my toes are killin’ me!)
©2009
My Next Ex Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer- Lewis
I can see the future baby
But I can’t read your mind
I’m superstitious maybe
For believing you’ll be mine
If words cannot be trusted
I’ll take your smile as a yes
A premonition that you’ll love me
But most likely you’re … My Next Ex
I thought I had a future planned
More than once before
And many times I’ve been scammed
By a ruthless conspirator
A crystal ball could help me see
If there’s more to this than sex
Can I say “hello” to love
Or is it “goodbye”…My Next Ex
Will the stars re-align…Will they tell me it’s my time
For a sweet “ever after”…I’d give everything
Solo
Can I feel what you feel… Can I breathe with your breath
For only a moment… I’d give anything
I’ve walked away too easily
My heart repossessed
You tell me that there’s more to learn
From love than loneliness
If everything you say is true
I’ll believe you and confess
The words you whisper touch my soul
You won’t be… My Next Ex
Vamp out:
My Next Ex, Don’t be my next,
Don’t be my next,
Don’t be my next…
My Next Ex, If you are –
Let me save us the time
and trouble and pain of a messy break up…
Let me write you a check right here,
right now…
Take my house, Take the car…
Take my favorite guitar
But just in case you really are the real deal, my one and only,
my destined true love…
Honey, Don’t be my next,
Don’t be my next… My Next Ex!
All Rights Reserved ©2008
Come to Bed Words by Bruce Garnitz & Elle Spencer-Lewis; Music by Bruce Garnitz
I don’t wanna fight anymore with you baby
I don’t care if we leave any words unsaid
I don’t wanna fight anymore with you baby
Just forgive me and come to bed
I don’t wanna analyze everything baby
I don’t wanna talk and talk and talk it to death
I don’t wanna analyze everything baby
Don’t want a microscope over my head
(Tell me) Why we take a rocky road less traveled…I’ll never know
Just for tonight, can we try to forget who’s wrong and who’s right
Oh__ can we bring it down? Can we bring it down child?
Can we bring it down to a simmer? C’mon honey…
I don’t wanna use these eyes for cryin’
I don’t want these arms to push you away
I don’t want these lips to speak in anger
Just wanna hold you and whisper your name
(Oh Baby) Why we take a rocky road less traveled…I’ll never know
Just for tonight, can we try to forget who’s wrong…
Oh baby you’re probably right
I don’t wanna fight anymore wit ‘cha baby
I don’t care if we leave any words unsaid
I don’t wanna fight anymore wit ‘cha baby
Just forgive me and come to bed
Oh baby Come to bed, Come to bed
Come to bed, We can talk about it in the morning child…
Come to bed
C’mon baby, Come to bed
©2008
Get Me Out of Here (Pull Me Through) Words by Bruce Garnitz;Music by B.Garnitz & Evan Lazarus
Verse 1:
I’m one beat-down man
I’ve played by the rules
I’m tired and I’m torn up
Been used as a tool
I kept my mouth shut
My eyes to the ground
Been molded and scolded
But I’m still around
Pre-chorus: What can I do?
This War is offensive
A world where insanity rules
Chorus: Get Me Out of Here… This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man
Get Me Out of Here… Why choose this time and place?
It’s been such a waste
Now I’m looking to you… Pull me through
Verse 2:
When my country called
I went to the mat
Some say we were lied to
We all smell a rat
They’ve kept up the ruse
Are we in a trance?
The music is over
We continue to dance
Pre-chorus: Where is the truth?
This cycle is senseless
There’s nothing that I can undo?
Chorus: Get Me Out of Here… This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man
Get Me Out of Here… Who chose this time and place?
It’s been such a waste
Now I’m turning to you… Pull me through
Bridge:
(Through)...this dark eternal night
Through… this fight that’s not my fight
Through… ‘til I see the light that guides me home to you
Interlude (Instrumental):
Chorus: Get Me Out of Here…This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man
Get Me Out of Here… Who chose this time and place?
It’s been such a waste
Chorus: Get Me Out of Here…Is this where I’ll stay…‘til my dying day? Get Me Out of Here… There’s no saving face…
If we’ve fallen from grace
*And now I’m counting on you… Please pull me through
Pull me through
©2008
Thief Of Hearts Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer-Lewis
You might say I’m faithless
You might call me a Renegade
I tell you that I’m blameless
No promises I ever made
You may think you’re smart
I told you from the start
You’ll never catch the thief of hearts
Thief of Hearts
The laws of love I’ve broken
Been running ever since
They’ve all been crimes of passion
No trace of my fingerprints
Be careful what you start
Stop now if you’re smart
You’ll never catch the thief of hearts
You’ll never catch the thief of hearts
You say that you've got nothing up your sleeve
Don't think for a moment that you're fooling me
Solo
It takes a thief… to know a thief
Do telltale hearts… betray our feelings?
Can I trust a promise sweet as cinnamon?
Without a key you picked the lock and found your way…
Inside I’m feeling breathless
The tables have been turned
I’ve been left defenseless
I surrender
You told me from the start
I’ve met my counterpart
It seems you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts
It seems you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts
You think you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts
©2009
City of Fallen Angels Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz & Andri Leonardo
She’s got the brilliance of a meteor
Flashin’ ‘cross a twilight sky
And my hopes and dreams and fears for her
Is that she won’t burn out in mid-flight
Will she survive only time will tell
Will she find what she’s seeking
Can she avoid where demons dwell
In this City of Fallen Angels
She’s got a vision of a better world
Than the one that she sees here
No force of nature can stop the girl
I wouldn’t try … her intentions are clear
Will she survive only time will tell
Will she find what she’s seeking
Can she avoid where demons dwell
In this City of Fallen Angels
Guidebooks show gleaming streets
Strangely pristine
Beckoning you to laugh and play
Underneath it… all’s not what it seems
Gutters are littered with discarded dreams
.
It’s her resilience… that amazes me
When wounded, her faith in love, reappears
She shows a brave face to adversity
An alloy of defiance and tears
Will she survive only time will tell
Will she find what she’s seeking
Can she avoid where demons dwell
In this City of Fallen Angels
Angels… Angels
©2009
Fait Accompli words and music by Bruce Garnitz
Lights went out all over the city
Stuck between the third and the fourth floor
He seemed to calm her fear… Her arms drew him so near
Both could see….It was meant to be
Fait Accompli, Fait Accompli
She found herself at her high school reunion
His memories of two young lives together
Years had come and gone…Had fam’lies of their own
Now both were free…Was it meant to be?
Fait Accompli, Fait Accompli
Fate steps in
And opens a diff’rent door
Will you walk through?
Entrez Vous
Doo Doo Doo …Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo
(Solo)
Fate steps in
And opens a diff’rent door
Will you walk through?
Entrez Vous
All alone, in a roomful of people
Out of place, about to go home
I picked up what you dropped…And time just seemed to stop
Your look caught me…Could it be?
Fait Accompli…
Fait Accompli…
We’ll just have to see
©2008
Cozumel (I Must Be Dreaming) Words and Music: Bruce Garnitz
Verse 1)
If you find me lost in thought and smiling
I can tell you where I prob’ly am
Here in Cozumel it’s so inviting
Here my toes are turned up in the sand
Soft summer breeze
Warm waves caressing my knees
Skies are now clear
Something’s amiss I fear
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming
Lost in a dream
Verse 2)
Yesterday seems like a distant mem’ry
Skies were getting dark the wind had changed
The current was now strong the waves were choppy
Swimming toward the boat just out of range
Rain in my eyes
Flashes of light in the skies
Thunder so near
Something’s gone wrong I fear
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming
Lost in a Dream
I, I must be dreaming…
Tag)
If you find me looking lost in thought and smiling
I can tell you where I prob’ly am
Down in Cozumel it’s so inviting
There you’ll find me washed up on the sand
© 2008
Credits
All Songs Recorded at "Big Toe Studios" Los Angeles, California.
All rights reserved
© 2007
All Songs Published by Bruce Garnitz Music BMI
Thanks to Ginger Garnitz, The BG Band: Milton Nelson (Keyboards), Philip Bynoe (Bass), Robert "Jake" Jacobs (Drums), Bobby Joe Holman (Blues Harp), John Cheas (Woodwinds), Christine Gordon & Elle Spencer-Lewis (Background Vocals).
Special thanks to The Berklee Alumni Songwriting Group – Los Angeles, Peter Gordon, Jan Goldstein, Jamie Glaser, Elle Spencer-Lewis, Evan Lazarus, Jael Gadsden, James Paul Carnelli, Eric Hochberg, Libby and Howard Garnitz and the crew at "Big Toe Studios" Los Angeles.
This album is dedicated to the Garnitz/Levin/Gore Family (Past and Present).
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