Home-Made Rock n Roll ( t boudreau) I want to tell ya about my baby She does a little kitchen dance She turns up my heat And grease's down my sheets And she can rattle my pots n pans She can start with a slow simmer And turn it up…

Its Coming On boudreau Can't ya feel it start to unwind Can't ya see it or am I just blind Can ya hear it slippin' out of time Do you fear it in the back of your mind I can't shake it I feel it's shaking me I try and break it right across…

The Boogieman tboudreau I just might be hiding behind your bedroom door you might find me lying under your bed, down on the floor You swear you hear the creekin' coming up the stairs you got your eye on the peep-hole and nobody's there…

Going Nowhere boudreau/capalbo won't ya stay a while, wont ya let down that hair Tell me what's you're hurry, you're already here I swear theres nothing going on out there We'll catch and release all space and time We'll speak in colors…

Jack O’Lantern (boudreau10/12/16) Well that Jack O' Lantern he’s just an empty-headed soul He’s got fire on his breath and his eyes are just couple of holes And skin as tough as leather and that busted up smile But soon to be forgotten…

Higher Spirit (The Only One) boudreau There’s a higher spirit Nothing comes near it I do declare it’s quite a ride And the heart will chase it Egos embrace it You can’t erase it from your life And when ya can’t escape the rain clouds…

Outta Sight boudreau Flip topping, cherry popping Never stopping to look inside Wearin’, tearin’ with power steering And I’m veering off into the night I disappear outta sight Short days in so many ways I’m amazed I’m not sleeping…

to build a fire lyrics - boudreau Music - maiorano/boudreau to build a fire there's never a plan just pure desire and circumstance touch two wires leave spark to chance she's reaching higher sit back and watch her dance she said…

The Mornings Aint Warm (Boudreau) planted deep in the back of my head are the seeds of things my daddy once said and up sprouted this stubborn old tree with fading roots and lofted dreams there's still a couple of two by fours suppose…