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Holiday

Written By: Dave Cuomo

holiday

is it vanity or bravery
that I'm standing here right now
with my heart out there to chew
I don't know what else to do
when from the office to the bars
and in the governmental halls
I never get the language
when they use so many adjectives
and don't speak to me at all

the politics of loneliness
have driven me to this
up here looking for a friend
among the immigrants and merchants
the executives and artists
and the folks that no one needs
except for me

so let's make today a holiday
for celebrating us
let's close up all the shops
and just stay home
we could sit out on the sidewalks
in our lawn chairs with a beer
and talk of nothing much except the world
and the weather

I've known a lot of cities
I'm a stranger in them all
I never get the customs
and my jokes all come out mumbled
I'm your nation's lonely son
my only friend is everyone
my only home
is in whatever bed is offered
and it's looking cold out there tonight

unity sounds nice to me
like working hard and drinking tea
with friends who you've known for generations
but my heart is always broken
when I hear talk of competition
from someone who I'd like to lend a hand
it's looking cold out there tonight

Kiss the Third Rail

Written By: Dave Cuomo

kiss the third rail

Carlos,
I’m leaving here today
it’s hot as hell, I’m pissed and tired
they’re working us like slaves
I’m going to the city
to try and find my fame
going to sing for my supper
and try to never work again

and I know you think I’m foolish
I know you think I’m proud
but I hope that you’ll still call me friend

Carlos just said,
you mean you won’t have to work on Sundays, no
no I won’t have to work on Sundays
no don’t ever work on Sundays if you can
no I’m never gonna work on Sundays

Carlos,
I’m sweating through my shirt
I’m miles away from famous
but I’m miles away from work
and I think I might be happy
I think I’m almost free
I think I traded my sanity to learn how to sing

and I know you think I’m crazy
I know you think I’m a bum
but I hope that you’re still proud of me

Carlos just said,
but so you still don’t have to work on Sundays, no
no I still don’t have to work on Sundays
no don’t ever work on Sunday if you can
no I’m never gonna work on Sundays

Carlos, I’m feeling kind of spiritual these days
I’m singing to a subway track
and learning how to pray
and I think I found my savior
I think he might be
he says to kiss the third rail
if I really want to be free

and I know you think I’m being morbid
I know you think I’m just depressed
But I’ll be singing for you on a Sunday soon

Carlos just said,
so you’ll never have to work on Sundays again
no I’ll never have to work on Sundays
no don’t ever work on Sundays if you can
no I’m never gonna work on Sundays again

Carlos, I’m seeing awfully clear
send a kiss to your children
with a kiss on the rail