Ira Marlowe

Ira Marlowe

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Caliban Records
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Lyrics

Going West

Written By: Ira Marlowe

GOING WEST

Peter bought the van
And we drove it off the lot
Mr. Sincerity in a momnet of charity said
“How much have you got?”
It was a 1963
and the paint was kinda gone
But the seats rolled back and the radio worked
and the damned thing seemed to run
And it was time.
Jimmy climbed aboard
And we loaded up the gear
Japtone drums and threadbare amps
That were just loud enough to hear
It was three against the world
As we left that one-horse town
To lock our horns with the City of Angels
And nothing could slow us down
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Driving down the road I could’ve sworn I heard a voice
That seemed to follow me
It said, Hold onto this time, in some corner of your mind
‘cause you’ll never be quite so free
or quite so strong
you’ll never be quite to brave
or quite so young
Remember how it feels.

Rolling through the south, Nashville, TN
A room for one and then came the fun
Of sneaking in all three
And in Warner, OK, we put our stetsons on
And we stood out on a corner of Winslow, AZ
And acted out that song

Driving toward the sun I could’ve sworn I heard that voice
I thought I heard it say
As you pass through every town
You better take a good look around
‘cause you’ll never be back this way
Back in time
You know you’re gonna leave this place
So far behind
Remember how it feels.
Just remember how it feels.
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Peter bought the van
And we drove it off the lot
Mr. Sincerity in a moment of charity said
“How much have you got..?”
Driving down the road I could’ve sworn I heard a voice
That seemed to follow me
It said, Hold onto this time, in some corner of your mind
‘cause you’ll never be quite so free
or quite so strong
you’ll never be quite to brave
or quite so young
Remember how it feels.

Save the Day

Written By: Ira Marlowe

SAVE THE DAY

It isn’t me, I said
to the voices in her head
I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doin’ here
The prince she hoped to meet
Got stuck in traffic
Now it’s up to me
I’m sorry…
And I haven’t had a bite to eat since morning
And it’s not my drama anyway
But give me just
A moment to prepare myself
And I will save the day
I will save the day

So it’s here at last
The new catastrophe she ordered
Where do I sign?
Where do I have to be?
To keep a step or two or three
Ahead of all the bedlam
She ordered
And she hasn’t had a drop to drink all weekend
Adding to the disarray
But give her just
A moment to restore my trust
And I will save the day
I will save the day

And I’m gonna do like I seen ‘em
Swing from a chandelier
Everything’s crystal clear to heroes
I suppose

Once upon a time
I knew a pretty borderline
She told me, I don’t know what I’m doin’ here
It’s not a friendly place
So you gotta find yourself a brave face
She told me
And I haven’t had a drop to drink all morning
And I’m doin’ fine or so they say
And it’s alright
But I been up all night
Trying to save the day
And I will save the day
I will save the day

© 2005, Ira Marlowe/Slow Reveal Music (BMI)
415-824-2060
songs@iramarlowe.com

Ship In A Bottle

Written By: Ira Marlowe

Carry me home to the love that I know
Is waiting for me at the end of the sea
And I’ve packed my belongings and said my goodbyes
The ship in the bottle is ready to ride the waves

Johnny Walker Red
Is a blue-talking sailor
All the words he said
You’ll apologize later
Drinks from your glass
as he climbs up the mast
And points to the gathering stars
That’s where you learn
Which way to turn

chorus

Jose Cuervo Gold
Is a shipwreck survivor
Left him with the soul
Of a mad taxi driver
Run through the light with him
Stay out all night with him
Crashing the rocks on the waves
Ask your bartender
What to remember

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Mickey’s Bigmouth Ale
Yeah, we all know what that means
Hoist her tattered sail
Your ocean is wide and green
And served in a barrel, the pride of O’Farrell St.
Pouring you out in the foam
Finally a friend
Finally a home

chorus