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Amsterdam
04:08
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In the little ole’ town of Amsterdam groups of men stand around all day
And these same old groups of new day-men wait around hoping to get saved
They won’t bury their point of view ...of mood ...of suffering, oh my
Good ole’ working they day-men, have yourself a good ole’ time
A hammer, a wrench, whatever the tool to get the job done
A shovel, a light, a bag of seven lemons and some trainers for the run
Whatever it was or what you had to do to keep the blame
Well who you’ll be or what you are, some call the queered side of sane
It’s a long road across the ocean
And a short day if you’re having fun
The Daymen said
Well, a bottle of beer and a mad head will keep the truth from the rise
You can go outside in the daytime and find that nothing ever shines
The Devil will joke to the Queen of Things, of whatever the Noble’s done
But he himself is a joke to the King and a glorified pun
It’s a long road across the ocean
And a short day if you’re having fun
It’s a long road across the ocean
And a short day if you’re having fun
The Daymen said
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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Nurse Typhoid
03:04
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The streetlights sob a waterfall on the shore
and that honoured bridge honors me no more
So, you stand there with your nose up in the air
I hope it rusts that crown, perched there on your bend
Oh, don’t you trail that donkey no more cause he’s a-coming around for you
Oh, don’t you trail that donkey no more cause he’s a-coming around for you
I said “Oh,well”, I said “Oh well, well, well”
I said Oh, well,” I said “Oh well, well, well”
J-J-J-Julia and Nurse Typhoid are friends
Til they take her away from those kids, eighth time spent
You’re an educated, a diplomated swine
Though to look at me as if I were the kind
Oh, don’t you trail that donkey no more cause he’s on coming around for you
Oh, don’t you trail that donkey no more cause he’s oh coming around for you
Oh, don’t you trail that donkey no more cause he’s oh coming around for you
I said “Oh,well”, I said “Oh well, well, well”
I said Oh, well,” I said “Oh well, well, well”
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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Miro la distancia , segunda vez aqui
Parado alto cayéndome por ti
Levantame, Ayudame a parar
Ese infierno que tienes, es verdad
Por ti, las palabras que escribí
Camino y trabajo por llegar a ti
Todo lo que tengo te lo ofreci
No te importa, es tarde
Tarde, para ti
Ser razon, de tu sonrisa
Escurrirme por tu boca como pelo en brisa
Ese vestido, pintado en mi ser
Ese traje verde, solo yo lo puede ver
Miro a la distancia, tercera vez aqui
Parado alto, te conozco a ti
Levantame, es frio aqui sin ti
Ese hoguera tuya es por mi
Te-tendré al fin del tiempo, a ti
Acaricio a mil millas- tu piel
Tu me sientes en el viento sobre ti
Sobre ti
Es por ti
Estas líneas que escribí
Todo lo que hago por llegar aquí
Todo lo que tengo te lo ofreci
No te importa, ya es tarde
Tarde, para ti
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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Rolled your bag across the pavement
But left much more in my head
And if I’d to live a life full of heartache
I’m glad that you’re never coming back
So, I gave you my time
But you care more about the kind
If you tried much harder to get me
You’d know I had everything on the line
So you’ll say so you’ll say
What’s so close seems so far away
Could write a letter, send it in RED
To the estranged one left living in my bed
So I met you out on the pavement
Can’t recall much that was said
Though at times I miss you my heart breaks
Glad that you’re never coming back
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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You’re no stranger to a closed door
How spirits move you down to the bare floor
Clean it up, start again downtown
Place yourself back at the Playground
Ride it all out again (4x)
Lights, camera, faster for the action
All for simple corporate satisfaction
Carousels never get dirty much
Horses travel in a little bunch
At the Playground
Ride it all out again (4x)
Beauty Mamas and Spinach-eating Daddies
Checking the scene just for the babies
Bustier c’mon on baby wear it out
And Breezy kids never seem to figure out
At the Playground
Ride it all out again (8x)
Oh, the stars are out tonight
Yet the boys are in a fight at the playground
And the dreams arranged for some
It’s a quarter half-past-none at the playground
Still you eat yourself to death
Until there’s nothing much more left at the playground
Ride it all out again (4x)
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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Amsterdam (Reprise)
03:55
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Know you from a distance, second time we meet
Sure to stand tall, but still keep falling at your feet
You pick me up, gets cold down here alone
Warm me down to the marrow of my bone
It’s true, I staged these lines for you
I work and I rage and I work just to fly to you
I give my deepest and honest ways to you
But you care nothing about ‘cause it’s too late
Too late for you
Shop long and hard to fit your smile
That’s stretched ear to ear for a million miles
You wore that green dress, stuck in my mind
How you wore that green dress baby, the color of our demise
Know you from a distance, every time we meet
Sure to know you hard without missing a beat
You pick me up, gets cold down here alone
And I know you like nobody knows
I will hold you from a million light-years away
I will want you from a thousand miles away
And you will know me by the breathe on your face
...on your face
It’s true
I staged these lines for you
I work and I rage and I work just to fly to you
Give my deepest and honest ways to you
Too late
2016 © Xavier Cardriche Music
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Xavier Cardriche Brooklyn, New York
Xavier Cardriche is an American singer-songwriter, born and raised in Brooklyn.
He has released 3
albums blending rock, folk, alt-country, and R&B.
Xavier frequently performs, both solo and with his band.
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