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…
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…
We set out from the harbour
Rigging's made of twine
Seagulls laughing overhead
While the wind was of two minds
Would it blow us on to glory
Or drown us in the tide
Take us along for the ride
Would it take us along for the ride
Don't…
Well we calls him Uncle Joe and he lives 60 miles away
Walking in to town to work, the ice fills in the bay
Well I likes to get me drop of stuff, no money I got to pay
But I got this earthen jug and it won't go astray
A quart of water in…
There's a stretch of shore that the old men know
Where the waves they rumble and long swells roll
Flakes stand tall and the cod lay white
Dried by the sun and the ocean's sweet bite
They call it a room not for walls nor doors
A fisherman…
I'm not a pirate I'm a privateer
I'm not a pirate I'm a privateer
And you should probably stay away from here for now
Cause all I'm trying to do is blend in with the crowd
At first I did it to protect the fleet
I'd bomb, I'd pillage, I…
Well one fine morning I went out
To the docks to get a feed
There was Skipper Thomas Payne
With a bucket of fish from the sea
So I emptied out me wallet
"Sir will this cover your fee"?
He said "No my'son it won't buy the lot,
Not even by…
Some go North, some go East
Go by boat, go by feet
I'm a handler
Mend your nets, give relief
Fix your house, pull your teeth
I'm spread pretty thin
Here we go boys, through the overflow boys
Just with the clothes on our back
I said…
I am the missing link
Between the green and pink
Oh the whites of their eyes, wide with surprise
Well what must people think
When they see me on the floor
Running around the store
Well I'spose that fashion's never been this fast before…
All the by's down by the cove
Where the fish is dried and the boats are tied
They fights about where the lights should go
All the by's down by the cove
Well we had a fire back in '92
And the slums survived and the shops all died
And the…
I'm a boy from down the Valley
I'm Codroy to the bone
I makes a livin' drivin' rigs and now I got me own
I calls her "The First Lady", a beauty to behold
We'll load her up and haul her out from every stage and store
The Starlite in me rearview…
everybody's waiting for the light
but we don't need the sun to show our bright side
strip away the veil before your eyes
wading in with nothing on our minds
good morning swimmers
if you should respond to our invite
you may even come…
we can see all the damage done
well you might be the lucky one
i can see where you're coming from
you just might be the fortunate one
this is my final run, this is
i can breathe when the race is run
and i might be the only one
you can…
Don't shiver when it's cold outside
Don't confuse a sense of place with pride
We're first to see by the dawn's early light
From the desk of Mr. Hortense Binette
Change the stationary header make it say
"We're all connected by the radio…
when i was telling all the other kids i was 13
the hotel has a pool, it has a couple of vending machines
with all my story telling done, i went home to mow the lawn
i fell under the blades and now my summer dreams are gone
that's just one…
spoon full of sugar in the mouth
far too sweet had to spit it out
now by bitterness replace
a winterfresh, peppermint taste
it still lingers on your breath
on your lips, the kiss of death
so have another piece of cake
wash it down with…
Hey, can I see the little treasure that you found?
Tell me where did you find it, was it lying on the ground?
Well this treasure that I found was just lying on the ground
Out in the pouring rain
Tell me, from me to you, what's it going to…
in a deck of 52
dressed to the 9's in red and black suits
4 kings to give the orders
all absent minded fathers
4 queens to run for cover
forever missing mothers
2 jokers, they're the brothers
one in monochrome, the other full colour…
I'm wishing someone can go for a ride
I'm wishing, I'm wishing you well
I've got something that's growing inside
I'm hoping, I'm hoping I'm well
we got no backbone
we got no soul
we've got no back-up plan
no one can know
why you go rushing…
Tumbling
Start the day
Like you do
Get up and at 'em
Hit the road
No redo
It is your anthem
Find your spot
Start it up
Better start working
Get back home
Kisses wait
I can't stop smirking
Food and fun
Day is done
Head hits the pillow
In your…
Part of the Sunny, Sorta project.
Music & Lyrics written by Angie Fights Crime.
there's a bomb in the back
as we head down the tracks
but we can only go so fast
there's a man on our trail
pack of dogs with no tails
this kind of excitement…
a song done by many folk/country performers ,chokes me up every time. there are much better renditions of it out there in music land,buy those!. this I just wanted to add to my list of occupy songs. to drive home the point.
Just one dollar an hour raise, for every hourly worker in this country. Would completely fix most all of the financial trouble we are now experiencing . As long as the 'powers that be' hold prices at neutral for the next couple years.
The lyrics are inspired by King Crimson's "The World's My Oyster Soup Kitchen Floor Wax Museum" where each word is connected only to the next word.
This piece takes some liberty with that idea and incorporates phrases, verbs and connecting words…
Our son loves using the phone even if it's one handset to the other. Occasionally he would get close enough to cause feedback. Using a cell phone on speaker, along with the handset on speaker, creates a different kind of feedback with delay and…
Comments on am/fm dreams's stuff
Wow...reminds me of Toasted Heretic, from a long time ago. I'm hooked.
Tight end to a tight album. Applause. Shoutout to Mel on the album art.
AGAIN, instant smile! Marc got a way about him when he's given' er on the mic.
Is this your single? This feels like the quintessential Am/Fm single. I hear the last 20 years in this one.
This makes me smile immediately. Is that a recorder? A picolo? Lol. This album is tight.
The spanish room lines at the ends sang slower is a physical feeling. Yes, more.
I didn't have to read the credits to know who wrote this one. :P "Honest man with a good business plan." Oh ya, that's Marc.
Whoever sat behind the drums for this one...Claps. Human metronome.
Makes me think Dropkick Murphys. It's a jam! Good mix too, that acoustic adlib sitting in my right ear occasionally, is scratching a spot.
"Metal trees grew earthly goods". Yep, this is a poet driven album I see. Very nice.
Harmony for some punctuated parts is a nice touch. This one got me boppin'.
I broke my neck listening to this. Eminem got you on call? Fast and clean! 18 wheels of commerce is fantastic weavery.
Oh yes.. And a mighty fine RPM guys... well done!
Oh yeah... nice
This one jumped out at me.
I'm having to look up words with this RPM! :)
Love the groove on this one. I can almost feel like I'm in the room while you guys are playing it.
WOAH! What an opener
This just came up on the Newfoundland Party feed. So catchy. Good job folks.
love this vibe
Comments made by am/fm dreams
rawk n'rowl!
nice!
wow!
great cover
Nice...some traces of last years RPM
nice..jazzy. Great lyrics, hits home. "Rain drizzle and fog" only a Newfoundlander would understand it..I feel you pain man
awesome
Beautiful music! Wow. I'm speechless
now that's singing
brilliant! I love this
yep...you're still incredible...any new stuff?
Man this track is frickin' amazing! My fav on Sunny Sorta and there are some brilliant tracks on there!
LOVE the banjo man!
wow..this is a departure...a little bit o'Steve Earle "Jerusalem" - great lyrics
you are amazing..this reminds me of old folk songs my grandfather would sing
Man..you're like the next Pete Seeger
I love this!
i love it..sounds like an old school mix of charlie pool, dock boggs and johnny cash
cool lyrical flow
wild..i love it