Songs From The Holiday Vol​.​1

by Holiday Music Motel

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

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released October 1, 2011

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Track Name: Never Ending Dream
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
Track Name: Copper Pennies
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
Track Name: From The Holiday
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
Track Name: Lackie's Men
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
Track Name: Holiday Motel
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
Track Name: Bad Company
Chorus:
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 for 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

Chorus

The life we were leading, coke, money and cars
A new town every week, one in every bar
It was getting too easy, made it up as we went
Jacked up, relaxed, every notion we spent

She died in my arms, took the easy way out
I swindled my own self, without a doubt
Through anger and fury, I raised up my guns
Not a one left standing, and I’m still on the run

Chorus
Track Name: Call You When I Land
I had 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’ve got no reception
For my wireless plan
So I can’t reach the driver from the van
And my changed perception here at baggage claim
Is I’ve lost half the members of my band (Ahhh!)
Call you when I land

Kim sent me pictures of her motel room
I can’t wait to see her in the flesh
She wrote “Babe I sure hope you get here soon
‘Cause I need you to be my special guest
See, they’ve got these dispensers in the showers here
And I can’t wait to show you how they work”

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 wrote this song while I pray
Track Name: Dream Of The Holiday
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
Track Name: Train To Salvation
(Eric McFadden, James Hall)

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.
Track Name: Hush Baby Hush
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
Track Name: Songwriter Prison
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