Lyrics to 'Good To Be Born'

JOHN COMMON GOOD TO BE BORN
Copyright 2006 john common music




what are you waiting for
you're with withholding. now unfolding inside. to be holding that smile that turns me into... juxtaposer, such a see through loser, hold me closer this limping horse wants to run. what are you waiting? for who’s going to save you when you’re on fire? what are you waiting for? for jesus to come and throw you in the ocean? motor scooter, my fly commuter, to be your new suitor at least until the sun comes up. something chemical. illogical. and digital. it's beautiful in my head in my head. quiet breakdown... my mistake was making those awake sounds you make when you want to get up. what are you waiting for? who’s going to save you when you’re on fire? what are you waiting for?

it's out
i just left to catch the bus, distancing the two of us, to go to work and fake like i could care. i imagine you in wrinkled sheets, flying planes while you're asleep, waking up and playing solitaire. go outside. live your life. it's out. you live too much inside your head. i've seen all books you've read that tell you what to think and not to do. solitude can leave a mark; leave you standing in the dark waiting for the light to come find you. go outside. live your life. it's out. i don’t care where you go as long as you know that it’s good for you. believe it. i wonder what you're waiting for... i see you standing by. it's out there. just waiting. i see you, don't worry. stop thinking. it's stupid. it only makes you crazy. if something could break you it'd only break you open. if you would stop talking you'd hear me saying to you i'll be waiting. i'll be waiting.

call me right now
two guitars, bass and drums... we drove here from washington. all the way in the snow. we came here to play for you. i don't want to be alone. oh not again. i'm tired of waiting by the phone so call me. call me. larry left, he could not stay. it was too much being away. a wife and kids, who's to blame? i don't wanna play that game. i don't want to be alone. no not again, not again, not again, not again. i'm trying to keep you in my mind but you're getting hard to find. i don't know why. i think your eyes are bluish gray. i think you were born on veteran's day. i can't recall. i don't want to be alone. i don't want to be alone. tired of waiting by the phone so call me, call me, call me right now.

coming in for a landing
i felt a drop. i felt a drop, now i'm descending. i'm tired of where i've been. the messages. the messages that i've been getting are finally sinking in. i've got the wheels down. i've got the flaps down. it's time now. coming in for a landing. i thought the ground. i thought the ground was out to hurt me and put me in my grave. out of fuel. out of fuel and feeling lonely but finally not afraid. i've got the wheels down. i've got the flaps down. it's time now. coming in for a landing. coming in for a landing. it might be the last one... oh no. i see the ground. i see the ground rising toward me. it's time to put it down. i wonder who. i wonder who'll be waiting for me when i'm finally on the ground. i've got the wheels down. i've got the flaps down. i think it's time now. coming in for a landing. i've got the wheels down. i've got the flaps down. it's time now. coming in for a landing. coming in for a landing. it might be the last one... oh no. it might be the last one... oh no. it might be the last one.

triste y hermoso
purple evening settles down. the ice caves in, the liquor drow.ns you used to sing to me in spanish. the key snaps off without a sound. i'm gonna put you back in gear. drive get me out of here. all the clocks are speaking spanish. you're catching fireflies in your hair. sad and horrible. sad and laughable. sad and terrible. you say you know what you’re gonna do... well i think i know what you want. you say you know what you’re gonna but you’re not gonna get it from me. my pockets are filling up with sand. i see the dirty dollar in your hand. i was your teacher long ago... i gave it up to be your man. rust the wind with a greasy sky. stick a needle in my eye. my desk is covered with broken glass. it's not so bad to have to die. sad and terrible. sad and laughable. sad and beautiful. sort of terrible. it’s kind of biblical and sort of digital. sad and beautiful. very regrettable. sort of pitiful. sad and beautiful.

the other side of town
on the other side of town, wear your love like a crown. with your heart on my vest... and you know that it's best... on the other side of town. when your train gets in i won't ask where you've been. on the other. with the rain coming in and my pockets jingling. this cigarette's all gone and i'm humming our song on the other side of town. when your train gets in i'll be playing my violin on the other. oh, just like a gypsy -- hanging around. a painted tear on a clown. oh, just to be holding that which i love and can't let go of... disappear in the crowd... oh my love i'll find you out. your heart calls to me like a stone dropped in the sea. on the other side of town. when your train gets in i'll be drowning in gin on the other side of town. when your train gets in i'll be drowning in gin on the other... oh, just like a gypsy -- hanging around. a painted tear on a clown. oh, just to be holding that which i love and can't let go of...

in a bookstore
i don't mean to be the one to keep you from your bookish fun but i might be that guy today. it's difficult to act cool when you feel this way. the way you twirl your curly hair and bite your lip when people stare ...it crushes me beyond belief to know the center of attention wants to be alone. let's go to the library where we can hide away and find a secret place. you and me... oh, like a romance novel. let's go to the library where we can hide away and find a secret place .you and me... oh, i can buy you books baby. before you blush and disappear let me whisper in your ear a secret only you and i will know. i'll see you in an hour baby. don't be slow. i'll see you in an hour baby. don't be slow. i'll see you in an hour baby. don't be slow.

anyway
she dresses like a fire sale. she's a punk rock jezebel wearing last night's favorite perfume --whiskey and a cigarette plume. she could crush my heart like a flower. i've only known her for an hour. she thinks i'm young and i don't have a clue. but i know what i'm gonna do. every syllable will fall in time. every single word will make her smile, smile. i'll sing her songs with my old guitar. i'll paint poems on the hood of her car. she's gone in the wink of an eye. she said you'll never see me cry. that's a wrinkle i could do withou.t i'm fighting not to follow her out. but she was beautiful tonight. she made me feel alright sitting naked in the back of her car. i fell like a shooting star. it's obvious she never meant to stay but i'm gonna make her love me anyway. anyway. i'll sing her songs with my old guitar. i'll paint poems on the hood of her car. anyway. anyway. i'll sing her songs with my old guitar. i'll paint poems on the hood of her car.

summer
what are you... what are you... what are you doing? what are you doing? you turned... you turned... you turned and looked at me. you turned and looked at me. summer coming down. summer coming down. summer coming down. i can wait. i can wait. headed for... headed for... headed for, for the ditch. headed for the ditch. i had to... i had to... i had to take the wheel. i had to take the wheel. summer coming down. summer coming down. summer coming down. i can wait. i can wait.

my heart is a wurlitzer
my heart is a wurlitzer. you've got to beat it. it makes a better sound if you mistreat it. i want to tell to you that so you would know it’s your fault. it's like a bicycle and when you ride it you've got to pedal hard so you don't crash it. and it's only got one lonely gear -- really fast. i don't want to see you when you're out, hanging with your boys. it makes me kind of crazy just to think you used me like your... dog. it’s a wurlitzer. it’s a wurlitzer. it’s a wurlitzer.

and say my goodbyes
how could everything have changed and nothing else remains the same except for you? empty places on the wall, no one left to call, you took them too. who said this was easy? they lied, okay. if i could crawl inside you i'd wither away and say my goodbyes. i can feel you on my skin trying to get in my head. and i know that that aint right. i fight it every night inside my bed. who said this was simple? they lied, okay. if i could crawl inside you i'd wither away and say my goodbyes.