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Mix Tape<\/a> <\/a>Mix Tape<\/strong> A card or a letter I’ll take my best records I\u2019m not sharing a playlist Dropping the needle I’ll take my best records So I’ll take my best records Just a little plastic soundtrack Here\u2019s some Otis Redding Let’s listen together ’cause\u00a0I took my best records Yeah\u00a0I took my best records <\/a>Best of Breed Romance<\/strong> He was smitten – he was shy He said, “I’d like to engage in a dialog” “Your call to action \u2013 if we align” He wasn’t on her radar “I like your outside-the-box ideation” “Let\u2019s analyze our mutual qualities” She gave buy in <\/a>Hey Karma<\/strong> Hey Karma \u2013You help people get their due There\u2019s a guy who cut me off on southbound Highway 1 Hey Karma \u2013 I know you\u2019re a busy guy I had an aunt down in Atlanta contest the family will Hey Karma \u2013 Might be too much on your plate CEOs and politicians \u2013 we could lose a few Hey Karma \u2013 Jesus will forgive <\/a>Outside the Gates of Graceland<\/strong> When I was young I took a trip with my whole family Outside the gates of Graceland looking for a dream We stood there in that Memphis street and held our cameras high She said he left County Claire in 1864 Outside the gates of Graceland looking for a dream You don\u2019t know you\u2019re going if you don\u2019t ask where you\u2019ve been Three generations later I stood on holy ground Outside the gates of Graceland looking for a dream <\/a>Somewhere I Went Right<\/strong> Took awhile to get here \u2013 Mmm mmm mmm Can\u2019t sleep as hard as I try Didn\u2019t know where I was going \u2013 Mmm mmm mmm Can\u2019t sleep as hard as I try If I added all the bad \u2013 subtracted all the good Can\u2019t sleep as hard as I try <\/a>Tuesday Nights at Eight<\/strong> I remember Gertrude and Heathcliff, a funny couple of birds Jackie Gleason was The Great One You had us on the floor with that bit about Guzzler\u2019s Gin Jackie Gleason was The Great One I met you once before you passed way in 1993 Jackie Gleason was The Great One Goodnight and may God bless Tuesday nights at eight<\/p>\n <\/a>It’s Nothing Personal (The Layoff Song)<\/strong> It’s nothing personal I don’t know where we went off track It’s nothing personal I freelance now It’s nothing personal <\/a>Moving to Boise<\/strong> Some blamed a monkey It’s not like movies I\u2019m moving to Boise A blow to the head I\u2019m moving to Boise I’m headed to the mountains I got food and water I\u2019m moving to Boise
\nBest of Breed Romance<\/a>
\nHey Karma<\/a>
\nOutside the Gates of Graceland<\/a>
\nSomewhere I Went Right<\/a>
\nTuesday Nights At Eight (Song for Red Skelton)<\/a>
\nLawyers, Guns and Money<\/a>
\nIt’s Nothing Peronsal (The Layoff Song)<\/a>
\nMoving to Boise (Zombie Free)<\/a>
\nOn Saturday and Sunday<\/a>
\nLittle Angels Everywhere<\/a><\/p>\n
\nI’ve been thinking about you
\nSo much I’d like to say
\nI’d like to get your attention
\nBut the words aren’t coming my way<\/p>\n
\nThat won’t do
\nI have something better
\nI’m going old school<\/p>\n
\nAnd music on reel-to-reel
\nGet an old cassette and make a mix tape
\nTo show you how I feel<\/p>\n
\nNot burning a CD
\nI’m taking my time
\nTo serenade you vicariously<\/p>\n
\nOne song at a time
\nI love the ritual
\nAnd I’d love to make you mine<\/p>\n
\nAnd music on reel-to-reel
\nGet an old cassette and make a mix tape
\nTo show you how I feel<\/p>\n
\nAnd music on reel-to-reel
\nGet an old cassette and make a mix tape
\nTo show you how I feel<\/p>\n
\nThat says what you mean to me<\/p>\n
\nA little Smokey too
\nI even threw in George Carlin
\nJust to lighten the mood<\/p>\n
\nAll my favorite songs
\nIf this goes right
\nWe can play and pause all night long<\/p>\n
\nAnd music on reel-to-reel
\nGet an old cassette and make a mix tape
\nTo show you how I feel<\/p>\n
\nAnd music on reel-to-reel
\nGet an old cassette and make a mix tape
\nTo show you how I feel<\/p>\n
\nThey were office contemporaries
\nNo cubicles, no walls
\nBut the only time he’d talk to her
\nWas on a conference call<\/p>\n
\nThen one day he strategized a plan
\nHe’d talk to her in language
\nShe could understand<\/p>\n
\n“\u2028To disrupt our current social paradigm”
\n“\u2028Synergize our priorities”
\n“I wanna be your top of mind”<\/p>\n
\n“Is a proof-of-concept so divine”
\n“Let’s share a swim lane – take a chance”
\n“On a low-risk, high-yield, Artisan-quality”
\n“Best of breed romance\u2028”<\/p>\n
\nShe didn’t know he felt\u00a0like that
\nRomance never ran like a tiger team
\nShe’d been herding cats
\nShe whiteboarded his transparency
\nIt was really cutting edge
\nShe circled back, reached out and pinged him
\nThis what she said<\/p>\n
\n“We should goalpost this and discuss”
\n“\u2028I’d like to peel back the layers of this onion”
\n“But I won’t throw you under the bus”<\/p>\n
\n“This could be an ecosystem opportunity”
\n“Let’s move the needle”
\n“Make that advance”
\n“On your low-risk, high-yield, Artisan”quality”
\n“Best of breed romance\u2028”
\nYeah sure it’s nonsense
\nBut it came from the heart
\nSo he evangelized every KPI to integrate their moving parts<\/p>\n
\nHeck, he was low hanging fruit
\nA results-driven partnership with benefits
\nEverything else is moot
\nSmiling as they chart their metrics at the end of the day
\nAnd none of their friends understand a damn thing that they say<\/p>\n
\n(Michael Gaither and John Cirillo)
\nWords and music copyright MaryLou Tunes \/ St Cruz Music Publishing ASCAP \/ All rights reserved<\/p>\n
\nThe bad ones slip right through – that\u2019s why I called
\nHey Karma \u2013 I know the ones you missed
\nIf you want I\u2019ll make a list – no trouble at all<\/p>\n
\nHe thinks this parking lot is something he\u2019ll outrun<\/p>\n
\nThat\u2019s the reason why I\u2019m your man
\nHey Karma \u2013 I\u2019m not one to judge
\nNot known to hold a grudge, but on the other hand<\/p>\n
\nThose breaks could easily go on her old Coup de Ville<\/p>\n
\nBut there\u2019s those who shouldn\u2019t wait, yeah, you know who
\nHey Karma \u2013 I\u2019m not playing any games
\nI got numbers, I got names, I\u2019m here for you<\/p>\n
\nSelf-righteous type musicians \u2013 I might know one or two<\/p>\n
\nHe said \u201clive and let live\u201d but I\u2019m not that nice
\nHey Karma – Hey Karma<\/p>\n
\n(Michael Gaither and Steve Kritzer )
\nWords and music copyright MaryLou Tunes \/ Swallowtail Music
\nASCAP \/\u00a0All rights reserved<\/span><\/p>\n
\nWe ended up at Graceland – Mom hoped to see the king
\nBut she always spoke of great granddad who sailed across the sea
\nJohn Edward Baily settled down near Memphis Tennessee<\/p>\n
\nNot too far from Bailey\u2019s farm near Memphis, Tennessee<\/p>\n
\nMom wanted to be ready in case the king drove by
\nBut I got tired of waiting \u2013 didn\u2019t mean that much to me
\nSo I asked my mom to tell me more of Bailey\u2019s history<\/p>\n
\nTo leave the famine far behind he came here to this shore
\nHoping for a bit of grace and opportunity
\nJohn Baily bought a patch of dirt near Memphis Tenn<\/p>\n
\nNot too far from Bailey\u2019s farm near Memphis, Tennessee<\/p>\n
\nI stand here now because of John and those who came since then<\/p>\n
\nThinking of the peace of mind that Elvis never found
\nBut the story of my great granddad meant so much more to me
\nGuess we both found our own Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee<\/p>\n
\nNot too far from Bailey\u2019s farm near Memphis, Tennessee
\nNot too far from Bailey\u2019s farm near Memphis, Tennessee<\/p>\n
\n(Michael Gaither and John Cirillo)
\nWords and music copyright MaryLou Tunes \/ St Cruz Music Publishing
\nASCAP \/\u00a0All rights reserved<\/p>\n
\nLooking back it\u2019s so clear \u2013 Mmm mmm mmm
\nEvery life\u2019s disaster I thought would never end
\nPieces of a puzzle that made me who I am<\/p>\n
\nA thousand million things on my mind
\nI\u2019m grateful, I\u2019m lucky, I love a girl who loves me
\nEvery turn took me here tonight
\nSomewhere I went right<\/p>\n
\nDrove me crazy never knowing \u2013 Mmm mmm mmm
\nI get in my own way every chance I can
\n20\/20 hindsight \u2013 guess it worked out like I planned<\/p>\n
\nA thousand million things on my mind
\nI\u2019m grateful, I\u2019m lucky, I love a girl who loves me
\nEvery turn took me here tonight
\nSomewhere I went right<\/p>\n
\nWouldn\u2019t change a thing if I could<\/p>\n
\nA thousand million things on my mind
\nI\u2019m grateful, I\u2019m lucky, I love a girl who loves me
\nEvery turn took me here tonight
\nSomewhere I went right
\nSomewhere I went right<\/p>\n
\nI missed TV\u2019s golden age, but I remember you
\nEvery Tuesday evening when dad turned on the tube
\nLate 1960\u2019s, a Zenith black and white
\nThe only night my mom would let me stay up \u2018til 9:00<\/p>\n
\nYou even made us laugh when you never said a word
\nThe crown prince of pantomime, all those skits you did
\nFreddy the Freeloader, and Mean \u201cWiddle\u201d Kid<\/p>\n
\nMilton Berle was \u201cMr. TV\u201d
\nErnie Kovacs broke the rules
\nJack Benny defined sit-comedy
\nI\u2019m not one to argue
\nThose guys were great but\u2026 I never missed Red Skelton
\nTuesday nights at eight<\/p>\n
\nYou even laughed on camera; you couldn\u2019t hold it in
\nVaudeville and radio, movies and TV
\nIt was a dying art, your gentle comedy<\/p>\n
\nMilton Berle was \u201cMr. TV\u201d
\nErnie Kovacs broke the rules
\nJack Benny defined sit-comedy
\nI\u2019m not one to argue
\nThose guys were great but\u2026 I never missed Red Skelton
\nTuesday nights at eight<\/p>\n
\nMy real-life childhood hero standing right in front of me
\nYou told some jokes, hugged my wife, smiled and shook my hand
\nLike I always pictured you
\nI was five years old again<\/p>\n
\nMilton Berle was \u201cMr. TV\u201d
\nErnie Kovacs broke the rules
\nJack Benny defined sit-comedy
\nI\u2019m not one to argue
\nThose guys were great but\u2026 I never missed Red Skelton
\nTuesday nights at eight
\nTuesday nights at eight<\/p>\n
\nWe were a benchmark of how two people grow
\nFrom my line of sight I’d still swear\u00a0tonight\u00a0all our ducks were in a row
\nI loved her \/ thought she loved me
\nBut learned I was a redundancy
\nWhen she said “you gotta go”<\/p>\n
\nI’m moving in a different direction
\nIt could be worse, you know
\nBut this might be the push you need
\nThese are unplanned actions I had to take
\nChanges I couldn\u2019t anticipate
\nBut it\u2019s nothing personal<\/p>\n
\nHow I made her personal, personnel cutback
\nOur engagement platform now deceased
\nI’ve been restructured and released
\nResized, reorg’ed, and rolled back<\/p>\n
\nI’m moving in a different direction
\nIt could be worse, you know
\nBut this might be the push you need
\nThese are unplanned actions I had to take
\nChanges I couldn\u2019t anticipate
\nBut it\u2019s nothing personal<\/p>\n
\nShe’s eased my commute
\nWith my downsized, right sized, not so blue skies golden parachute
\nI thought we had potential
\n\u2018til I was deemed nonessential
\nBig words aside she gave me the boot<\/p>\n
\nI’m moving in a different direction
\nIt could be worse, you know
\nBut this might be the push you need
\nThese are unplanned actions I had to take
\nChanges I couldn\u2019t anticipate
\nBut it\u2019s nothing personal<\/p>\n
\n(written by Michael Gaither and Glenn McPherson)
\nLyrics and music copyright MaryLou Tunes \/ Tall Cedar Music
\nASCAP \/ All rights reserved<\/p>\n
\nSaid it was disease
\nSome called it the rapture
\nBut it spread and they had a feast<\/p>\n
\nThey move real fast
\nThey’re always hungry
\nIf I don’t leave<\/p>\n
\nThey say it’s zombie free
\nI’m moving to Boise
\nNo zombie\u2019s gonna get me<\/p>\n
\nThat puts \u2018em down
\nMan that gets old
\nI gotta lose this town<\/p>\n
\nThey say it’s zombie free
\nI’m moving to Boise
\nNo zombie\u2019s gonna get me<\/p>\n
\nNo zombies there they say
\nLife on the coast was eating my brains up anyway<\/p>\n
\nAnd paper map
\nI got bit yesterday
\nI think it\u2019s just a scratch<\/p>\n
\nThey say it’s zombie free\u2028I’m moving to Boise
\nNo zombie\u2019s gonna get me
\nI’m moving to Boise
\nWhere it’s safe I’m told
\nI’m moving to Boise
\n\u2018cause they don’t like the cold<\/p>\n