Walk Away, Watch Me Burn Lyrics – Brett Dennen

Woke up early this mornin'
To a thunder and rainstorm
Last night I forgot to close
My windows

My home's been broken
And my heart has been blown wide open
I don't wanna feel angry
I don't wanna feel empty
I don't want no sympathy

Who am I to blame?
What can I say? I'll never learn
Going down in flames
Walk away, watch me burn
Walk away, watch me burn

I was thinking 'bout my place in the universe
Looking at the Earth's curve
How much my little heart can hurt
Some people got a lot of nerve

I'm not afraid
No, I never been afraid of failure
I'm not afraid of global warmin'
Or the market crashin'
Or the terrorists attackin'

Who am I to blame?
What can I say? I will never learn
I'm goin' down in flames
Walk away, watch me burn
Walk away, watch me burn

I swam in the ocean in the night
Under the stars it's so clear
My pale body bouncin' in the waves
I felt I could disappear, I'm still here, yes, I am

Who am I to blame?
What can I say? I will never learn
I'm goin' down in flames
Walk away, watch me burn
Walk away, watch me burn
Walk away, watch me burn
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"Hope For The Hopeless" (2008)




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San Francisco Lyrics – Brett Dennen

Go if you want to go
But I won't follow
Just so you know
Leave if you want to leave
But I won't be here
When you come home

I'm gonna to move to San Francisco
Look up some old friends
I'm gonna get me a navy pea coat
And an old Mercedes Benz

This old town it keeps shrinking
There's too many people in my junk
I'm gonna do a lot of drinking
Cause it don't hurt when I'm drunk

[Chorus]

I'm gonna rent me an old Victorian
Down in the Lower Haight
I'm gonna get me an old accordion
Play for the tourists on the golden gate
I'm gonna plant a little garden
Paint my bathroom blue
I'm gonna try real hard
To get over you

Here in the city life doesn't move so slow
There's plenty of good people I know
Up in north beach they drink spicy Italian liqueur
Down on market there's a lot of hobos and hustlers

Down in Hayes Valley, there's a lot of good restaurants
Deep in the tenderloin you can have anything you want
Over in the mission it's always a sunny day
It's a real good baseball town but my team is across the bay

[Chorus]

When you come home
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Make You Crazy Lyrics – Brett Dennen (feat. Femi Kuti)

You Know, It's hard to be Yourself,
Free Yourself, To see Yourself,
When all around You there are Lies just to get You,
Spies just to get You, To Buy so they can get You?

There are Cameras in the sky, Lasers in our Living rooms,
There are Wolves watching wearing Sheep's Costumes?

It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah)
It's Enough to make You Mad?
It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah)
And, I'm amazed I Haven't yet?

Isn't It, A Shame The way We cheat Each other,
Treat Each other, Beat Each other??

It's, A Shame The way We use One other, Abuse One another?

And, Screw One another, It's true.

They will Lock You up in Prison,
But They won't call it slavery,
There are stolen Children raised and Trained in Armies?

It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah)
It's Enough to make You Mad?
It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah)
And I'm amazed I haven't yet?

Don't hesitate to speak Your Mind? (speak Your Mind)
Never hesitate to speak Your Heart? (speak Your Heart)
They'll call You crazy, When You speak Your Mind? (When You speak Your Mind)
So never, Never hesitate? (never hesitate)

'cause It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah)
It's Enough to make You Mad?
It's Enough to make You go crazy (woah)
And, I'm amazed I haven't yet?

Na sol Them go lock You for Prison?
Na sol Them go beat You for Prison?
Them No call it slavery?
It's him That make Me vex?

Na sol Them go lock You for Prison?
Na sol Them go beat You for Prison?
It's him That make Me vex?
It's him That make Me craze?

It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah)
It's Enough to make You Mad?
It's Enough to make You go crazy? (woah)
And, I'd be crazy Not to Care?
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Heaven Lyrics – Brett Dennen

Beyond the rules of religion
The cloth of conviction
Above all the competition
Where fact and fiction meet

There's no color lines cast or classes
There's no fooling the masses
Whatever faith you practice
Whatever you believe

Oh, Heaven, Heaven
What the hell is Heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Throw away your misconceptions
There's no walls around Heaven
There's no codes you gotta know to get in
No minutemen border patrol

You must lose your earthly possession
Leave behind your weapons
You can't buy your salvation
And there is no pot of gold

Mmm Heaven, Heaven
What the hell is Heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Heaven ain't got no prisons
No government, no business
No banks or politicians
No armies and no police

Castles and cathedrals crumble
Pyramids and pipelines tumble
The failure keeps you humble
And leads us closer to peace

Oh, Heaven, Heaven
What the hell is Heaven?
Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?

Is there a home for the homeless?
Is there hope for the hopeless?
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Closer To You Lyrics – Brett Dennen

Well I tasted love so sweet
Played around but not for keeps
I'd never been knocked off my feet until you came along
In the room surrounding me are angels I cannot see
I know they come to carry me to where I belong

Closer to you, closer to you
I'm singing like a sailor strutting up your avenue
Like a clown in a costume shop wearing nothing but my birthday suit
Getting closer to you

All the knocks upon your door
Footsteps falling on your floor
All the shipwrecks on your shore
Mean nothing to me
All the crooks on Capitol Hill
Criminals on the dollar bills
All the money on Wall Street still
Couldn't keep me from getting

Closer to you. Closer to you
Like a priest on a pulpit preaching to an empty room
Like a drunk in a dive bar in the early afternoon
Closer to you.

Poets could not pronounce your name
Gamblers couldn't play the game
Matchstick statues set to flame
Couldn't hold a candle to you
Swindlers on the Sunset strip
Hypnotists and hypocrites
Ventriloquists and Pickpockets
Wish that they could get

Well I've tasted love so sweet
Played around but not for keeps
I never been knocked off my feet till you came along

I sit through the trickery
The jealousy and vanity
The potency of your prophesy
Because I long to be

Closer to you. Closer to you
Like a hound dog in a junkyard honey
I'm howling at the moon
Like a Pirate in a pawnshop with a pocket full of jewels

Closer to you [x3]

I'll get through
Oh baby I'll get through
Closer to you
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Wrong About Me Lyrics – Brett Dennen

From my humble beginning,
To our bitter end,
You were the one who was pretending.
That I was your orphan.
In a brown stone apartment in Brooklyn,
I found a new place to dwell
I tore up my ticket to Tennessee and checked out of the Hollywood hotel
You can call me a turncoat,
Challenge my dignity
But you were wrong about me
Honey you were wrong, all along, about me

Take off your plastic Halo.
But don't shun the monks inside your head
Give it to the gullible grooms who drink their snake oil beside your bed.

In your conjured up court room my integrity is on trial
The prosecution is gathering evidence from denial
You can preach to the choir
Say that I'm guilty

But you were wrong about me!
Honey you were wrong, all along, about me, about me

Go tell all your friends about it
Tell the boys back home about it
Tell all your nurses and nuns about it
Go to all your cats about it
That you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong about me, you were wrong, you were wrong about me
Stubborn cowboys click their bootheels,
They are settling their debts
But I'm not making anymore deals
I ain't placing no more bets

Downtown on Wall Street where the millionaires smoke their cigars,
I traded in all my savings for a new suit and an electric guitar.
You can say that I sold out.
but nobody works for free.
And you were wrong about me
Honey you were wrong, all along, about me, about me, about me
Honey you were wrong, all along, about me, wrong about me!
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