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Songs From The Holiday Vol​.​1

by Holiday Music Motel

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1.
It’s the never-ending dream In my mind And you are here It’s the way you look at me That breaks my heart My dear It’s an ever-lasting love In my mind And you are here It’s the way you look at me That breaks my heart My dear It’s the never-ending dream In my mind And you are here It’s the way you look at me That breaks my heart My dear
2.
I could check into the motel under an alias I could be you tonight, Christine I know you got no money ‘Cause you told me so I know you got no credit I still love you so You are the songbird of skid music row Wish I could go everywhere You can go If I could be you, girl I’d never go home If I could be you, girl I’d never go home I’d kick my turquoise cowgirl boots Under the motel bed Then I’d rest my weary, pretty little gypsy head Then I’d hitch a ride to texas with a good-lookin’ man He’s a poet with kitchenette in his Econo van If I could be you, girl I’d never go home If I could be you, girl I’d never go home There was a time I felt so down I didn’t know what to do Over the steel bridge Copper pennies were the wishes that I threw It rained all day, it rained all night Those copper pennies changed my life I looked into the bathroom mirror Instead of me, you appeared God bless copper penny wishes and that old steel bridge For givin’ me the chance to make this Freaky Friday switch My new tour bus has your namesake splashed across the side It says Christine in rhinestones and lights up with a neon sign If you could be me, girl You’d never go home If you could be me, girl You’d never go home If you could be me, girl You’d never go home
3.
There’s a woman on the horn that’s missin’ me Every time I go away it seems she bleeds Scars on her legs that she can hide But she don’t do so well with the pain in her eyes Can’t touch her from the Holiday ‘Til we sail two hundred miles away I can’t help but think that she might be movin’ on Excuse me, I have to take this call Excuse me, I have to take this call And I can’t help but think that she might be movin’ on Excuse me, I have to take this call Excuse me, I have to take this call
4.
We’ve been together nearly twenty years Had our share of laughter, just as many tears We’ve seen sunny days and sleepless nights I stood beside you when you were wrong or right If you feel your heart has moved on And feel easier on your own And it seems our need for love takes us down Different roads Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’ You’ve been gettin’ home just before dawn Up ‘til now I was happy to play along I don’t need no reasons, I don’t need proof I’d be satisfied with the simple truth ‘Cause if you feel your heart has moved on And it’s easier on your own ‘Cause it seems our need for love takes us down Different roads Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’ You can’t put your love in chains And the heart is meant for freedom And you feel so much pain inside And it seems our need for love takes us down Different roads Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’ Keep on drivin’
5.
Baby Doll 03:32
Hey I’m sorry baby doll I didn’t mean to make you feel that way Hey I’m sorry baby doll I didn’t mean to be so late Hey I’m sorry baby doll But all I do is think of you all day And hey I’m hey there baby doll I’ll be home soon don’t you worry your pretty face Ing should be here, he’s creepin’ slow You can beat them, it’s not impossible So trust me Hey I’m sorry baby doll I really wish you could be here with me right now Hey I’m sorry baby doll I really miss you, I hope you got my postcard And hey I’m sorry baby doll But all I do is think of you all day And hey there baby doll I’ll be home soon don’t you worry your pretty face Ing should be here, he’s creepin’ slow You can beat them, it’s not impossible So trust me So trust me So trust me Trust me
6.
Room 243 02:54
I pull up the drive at the Holiday A swank motel, just north of the bay The neon sign gleams vacancy And beat with my heart here, in room 243 Footsteps in the hall, it’s quarter to eight Babe, is it you, why are you late Oh where could you be Alone in my room at the Holiday A bottle of wine, a red rose bouquet (hey, hey) I take off my shoes, lay on the bed Thoughts of you are runnin’ through my head We had a date, but where could you be I thought it was clear, here, room 143 Here in room 143/243 Here in room 243/143 Here in room 143/243 Oh where you could be If I’m here in room 243/143 Room 143/243
7.
Lackie's Men 03:10
They’re hammering, drilling, carrying more shit in Tear up the floor and put it back down again There’s so many I just can’t count them all 107 are clattering in the hall When the sun comes up The Lackie’s men come out They all come to work They all start to shout They jump those ropes Ring that bell Step into the ring with the Holiday Motel Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Comin’ on round the bend They never miss a note, they never miss a beat Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Doin’ the impossible again I just saw one nailing up a sheet Oh you’re never gonna beat Oh Lackie’s men There’s a man up on the roof and a dog up in the tree Miles of pillows as far as I can see Window frame just smacked me on the nose Nails on the floor comin’ up between my toes When the sun comes up The Lackie’s men come out They all come to work They all start to shout They jump those ropes Ring that bell Step into the ring with the Holiday Motel Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Comin’ on round the bend They never let it go, they never let it drop Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Doin’ the impossible again I just saw one dancing with a mop Oh you’re never gonna stop Oh Lackie’s men Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Comin’ on round the bend Add it to the list, they’ll get around to it Lackie’s men, Lackie’s men Doin’ the impossible again Round or square ya bet they’ll make it fit Yeah you’re never gonna quit Oh Lackie’s men Yeah you’re never gonna stop Oh Lackie’s men Yeah you’re never gonna beat Oh Lackie’s men
8.
Well they say that you ain’t married anymore You was gone before the wedding cake got stale Well they knew something was up when they kept on seein’ your truck In the parking lot of the Holiday Motel So if you need someone to cry into your beer with Who’d you think that you spent all those fun years with Well I know I made you cry, but I damn sure made you laugh So you was happy half of the time So I’ll give you a call just as soon as I’m out of jail I’ll meet you at the Holiday Motel I still got your picture in my cell I always hoped that you was doing well Well I never got your letters But I’ll feel a whole lot better When I meet you at the Holiday Motel So if you need someone to cry into your beer with Who’d you think that you spent all those fun years with Well I know I made you cry, but I damn sure made you laugh So you was happy half of the time So I’ll give you a call just as soon as I’m out of jail I’ll meet you at the Holiday Motel Yeah I’ll give you a call just as soon as I’m out of jail I’ll meet you at the Holiday Motel I’ll meet you at the Holiday Motel I said I’ll meet you at the Holiday Motel
9.
Bad Company 03:36
It was the classic case of the crook and the con Laid out the bait and took the rook with the pawn With the criminal company that I keep It’s a wonder that I ever get any sleep I first fell in love with the merchant’s daughter On the pristine banks of the boundary waters Through the late evening fog, I could hardly see The mark or mechanic, which one I would be I met my match that caused the first strike Never knowing the victim, the hustler or the like Line up another round for me and my friends And I’ll get around to how this story ends It was the classic case of the crook and the con Laid out the bait and took the rook with the pawn With the criminal company that I keep It’s a wonder that I ever get any sleep The life we were leading, coke, money and cars A new town every week, and one in every bar It was getting too easy, made it up as we went All jacked up and relaxed, every notion we spent She died in my arms and took the easy way out I swindled my own self, without a doubt And through anger and fury, I raised up my guns Not a one left standing, and I’m still on the run It was the classic case of the crook and the con I laid out the bait and took the rook with the pawn With the criminal company that I keep It’s a wonder that I ever get any sleep With the criminal company that I keep It’s a wonder that I ever get any sleep
10.
I’m on a seven hour layover in MKE And I don’t think my luggage made it on So I’m sure when I finally get to GRB I’ll have to borrow your guitar to write this song And I’ll need some deodorant and Sensodyne If we can stop at that store on 41 But I can’t find reception For my wireless plan And I can’t reach the drummer with the van And I’ve gotten the impression here in baggage claim That I’ve lost half the members of my band Call you when I land Kim sent me pictures from her motel room Oh, I can’t wait to see her in the flesh She said “Babe, I really hope you get here soon ‘Cause I need you to be my special guest See, they’ve got these dispensers in the shower here And I can’t wait to show you how they work” Man, I can’t find reception For my wireless plan And I can’t reach the driver with the van And I’ve gotten the impression here in baggage claim That I’ve lost half the members of my band I’ll call you when I I know we’re going to have a blast When I finally get to Sturgeon Bay Right now my luggage has been lost So I’m writing this song while I wait But I can’t find reception For my wireless plan And I can’t reach the driver with the van And I’ve gotten the impression here in baggage claim That I’ve lost half the members in my band Yeah, I can’t find reception For my wireless plan And I can’t reach the driver with the van And I’ve gotten the impression here in baggage claim That I’ve lost half the drummers in my band Call you when I land
11.
I made confessions To everyone Under the sun I always sung But angels asked me to I try to stay young But the hands of time outdrew You can’t change the plans Of the heavens For me and you So I Walk like a broken horse Walk like a broken horse Walk like a broken horse Staggering back to you No concentration I find I’m never through Stuck in a state Of disgrace But I’m graceful next to you Memory serves My heart is a slave I have half a faith To get me through yeah Unbridle my love What have you got To lose I wish you’d replace me Before the odds change ‘Cause they always do I’m flower the stars Calling To you Walk like a broken horse Walk like a broken horse Walk like a broken horse Staggering back to you
12.
I will cherish all the scars that sail into my arms And anchor them close to my soul So show me the heart as lonely and cold And I will love it forever All the memories are slowly drifting away But the words that are spoken they always remain And the stars come alive and rescue my soul And we all will dream of the Holiday I have seen in the light of the loneliest stars A hope for the loneliest souls So show me the eyes that judge and are blind And I will them forever All the memories are slowly drifting away And the words that are spoken well they’ll always remain And the stars come alive and rescue my soul And we all will dream of the Holiday And we all will dream of the Holiday And we all will dream of the Holiday And we all will dream of the Holiday
13.
I’m not the kind who takes love lightly, So, don’t you leave me, hanging on a wire, You’re not a girl who takes the highway, I’m not the first who stopped here for the night. I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation, Til I feel the wind, on my soul. I’m taking that train, all the way to the station, I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home. Hand me down, those wings of ivory, And I will give you my favorite coat, And we’ll go wanderin’ in the midnight, Where lonely souls, never grow old. I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation, Til I feel the wind, on my soul. I’m taking that train, all the way to the station, I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home. I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation, Til I feel the wind, on my soul. I’m taking that train, all the way to the station, I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home. Home.
14.
Hush baby hush Quiet for a little while Forget about all the rush Dream baby dream The work can wait until tomorrow It’s finally time to sleep And though there is sorrow Though there is sorrow Creepin’ in your mind You will find a brighter light tomorrow I see you smile As evening curves into the dawn And birds lift their breasts to the sky So rest baby rest I’ll hold you while you close your eyes Sing while your worries unwind Though there is sorrow Though there is sorrow Creepin’ in your mind You will find a clearer light tomorrow
15.
I was in songwriter prison, I was sentenced last week For singing in a place where they only let you speak The judge was not amused when I sang in my defense The reporter got confused because the lyrics made no sense But I just kept on singing through my plastic pocket comb As long as I have music, I will always have a home I was in songwriter prison with a guard right by the door He played the ukulele ‘til his fingers got too sore Then he grabbed the bongos with tape around his thumbs And beat them ‘til they swelled into a pair of conga drums He forgot what he was doing, his responsibility That’s when I maneuvered out the window and broke free I ran into the bushes and out across the street I ducked into an alley to escape the trailing heat Alarms were ringing loudly and sirens filled the air I could feel their sense of urgency in panic and despair A helicopter hovered up above me where I hid A garbage can betrayed me, I forgot to close the lid I’m back in songwriter prison, and now I’m in the hole They let me out to exercise my body and my soul And when the hour is over, they lock me in the dark And let me think it over, how I bolted through the park I thank pat mAcd wherever I may roam As long as I have music, I will always have a home

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released October 1, 2011

A collection of songs written and recorded in (and about!) The Holiday!!!

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Holiday Music Motel Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin

A 1952 motel taken over by musicians in 2007 for the purpose of creating and hosting collaborative songwriting events, The Holiday Music Motel is the world's only motel with its own internet radio station that plays 100% self-generated content 24/7.

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