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JD SOUTHER – ON THE DAY NOBODY LIKES YOU





John David Souther: guitar & vocals, Jeff Coffin: bass clarinet, Rod McGaha: trumpet,
Chris Walters: piano, Don Immel: bass, Jim White: drums
Produced by John David Souther
Recorded live by Niko Bolas at Blackbird Studios
Mixed by Richie Biggs and Niko Bolas
(P) & (C) 2008 Slow Curve Records
www.jdsouther.net

“Music, for me, is like language; fluid, and if it doesn’t change, it becomes rigid and dull”




You pull a shot of coffee and it takes my breath away
Cranking up a caffeine buzz and trembling like a stray
Sure I've felt this way before, but you saw me when I hit that door
You knew that I know just what I should say
On that day

Some days you play the fool, you can taste it when it's true
You act just like a tool and you know she sees right through
I don't wanna be a thief, all we want is some relief
Truth is all you need for cool

On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
I'll come striding to your rescue
Steaming through the foam
On the day nobody likes you, I'll be home, I'll be home

You come up from the ocean, the world's inflated tear
we love, we leave, we come, we go, the future is so near
Never was I fully known, and here you are, now fully grown
The stations of the cross are love and fear

On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
I'll come striding to your rescue
Steaming through the foam
On the day nobody likes you, I'll be home, I'll be home

Crooks have got your children, they'll take everything they got
Televison runs so cool, and tells them when they're not
Beauty comes at such a price, it's always gonna gets you twice
It gives and then it takes away
On that day

Pack up all your baggage, the walls are tumbling down
What happens here inside, goes on all over town
Hide away your pretty things, who knows what tomorow brings
All that's left to do, is shoot the clown

On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home
I'll come riding to your rescue
Steaming through the foam
On the day nobody likes you, you'll be home, I'll be home

It was just a shot of coffee, but it took my breath away
Still in love on a different buzz, and trembling like a stray
Never felt this way before and I'm not going near that door
What ever happens now, I'm gonna stay
On that day

(John David Souther) – Ascendant Music, ASCAP –


                                       

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