Keith Butters

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Franky's boat is too small for the by's You could maybe hold a lobster pot Or a seal for flipper pie We need to bring in more than this and I'm not gonna lie Franky's boat is too small for the by's I'm headed to St. John's To the teller…

Well it's last call at The Starlite Lounge And she's up on stage and she won't get down And the wallflowers order up one more round She want's to stay up and play And from their brows the sweat does pour Well the temperature must be 34…

Somethin' in yer eyes, I can't even change it, No matter how hard I try. Yer expectation is torture. I'm doin' the best I can. Leave this town, to become the man. Well, it's been entirely too long, Since I up and left my home. Just…

Hi gang. The Proods are back....Brian at the helm this time. Our methodology is thus....one of the 4 of us introduce a song, and then we'll bang out a finished track in under an hour with as few over-dubs as possible. This one we put some effort…

Another great tune from good ol' Brian. Original guitarist Keith is back to sprinkle a little magic on this song, upping the quality to levels that go beyond great...well past my own usual half-assed efforts. It won't be long before they kick…

True story… It’s sad when the good ones die enough to make bad ones cry But everybody seems to be doing their share. But then again what about you? Is there nothing you can do…to show a bunch of strangers you really do care. (Chorus…

-Mrs. Groovy Sunshine- Lyrics… As the shadows stretch across your dark and lonely room and your record player fails to chase away your gloom I want to hold you tight, and tuck you into bed at night I just hope that you’re alright, and I can…

More groovy vibes from your friends here in Boston!😘 Lyrics- Emily Cline couldn’t make up her mind Whether to stay or to leave me behind She’s etched in my memory permanently But she couldn’t decide what she felt about me They say…