Frank Randall: vocals, acoustic and electric guitar.
David Downey: drums, backing vocals, percussion.
Heath Henjum: acoustic and electric bass.
Jimmy Johnson: pedal steel guitar.
Jon Duncan: organ.
Eric Christopher: violin.
Chris Erikson: electric guitar, backing vocals.
Christine Sanguinet: backing vocals.
Mike Wisti: backing vocals.

Everything
A symphony in corduroy
The swishing of the modern boys
In flares nearly wide as the worldwide tour
The metaphor you keep is like the company you pour
But everything just might happen, everything just might
In shifting scenarios, "and in the ends" become "off we go's"
Everything...
Old dead string can't you make no sound
Makes no difference what you get wrapped around
Tied up and twisted, how much bending can you take?
Old dead string, you were born to break
But everything just might happen, everything just might
In shifting scenarios, "and in the ends" become "off we go's"
Everything, everything...
Empty glass, let us fill you on up
And weary tune, let us drink to you
Rocking chair, you don't rock so good
If I was you, I'd rock the best I could
But everything just might happen, everything just might
In shifting scenarios, "and in the ends" become "off we go's"
Everything, everything...

About to Meet You
School bus yellow and nervous exhaustion
Crossed arms, crossed legs, and messed up hair
Bluebird white line, you're my destination
Crooked smiles and I'll be waiting for you there
I wish my feet felt the need to move
When "Cherry, Cherry" turns to "Brown Eyed Girl"
I wish lost time had the healing power
And I wish I'm about to meet you
I wish each messenger bears a revelation
I wish you introduce yourself to me
I wish I was master of the springtime and then some
Not slave to fading opportunity
I wish my feet felt the need to move
When "Cherry, Cherry" turns to "Brown Eyed Girl"
I wish lost time had the healing power
And I wish I'm about to meet you
I wish I'm about to meet you


Silom
Silom, Silom, you're the road I'm driving on, la la la...
Someday, someday, motorcycle, flower people, I will pass you by
So long, so long, well wishers
So long, slow starters
So long is the ride
Silom, Silom, a blessing in the shape of the hot, hot sun, la la la...
Someday, someday, foolish me and wondrous you
My tired eyes just passing through
As is your river, as are your martyrs
So long is the ride

Got Love
Hey, over here, I've got love, now what you got?
Familiar room, long time joke, anger in waves
Hey, over here, I've got love, now what you got?
The wanderlust, attentionless, right on
You're a Saturday afternoon sensation
Hey, over here, I've got love
Hey, over here, I've got love, now what you got?
A one way avenue, as cold as you've ever been touched
A genuine heartbreaker
You're a Saturday afternoon sensation
Hey, over here, I've got love
Hey, over here, I've got what? Careful what you want
Nostalgia killed your American Son, right on
You're a Saturday afternoon sensation
Hey, over here, I've got love

Sitting on the Amp
I was thinking of the time, the time, oh where does the band go?
Get itself fixed up with some legitimate post just when you need it most?
I won't lie, I won't lie, I've been known to force a line or two
And second guess and double clutch and think twice, think twice, think twice
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I'm just sitting on the amp
Heaven holds a tight bouquet, I could not for the life of me
Pry those fingers loose and take those flowers in my arms
The planet spins a tale of woe, it does so in spite of me
So I've been drawing up a list of most wanted pastoral charms
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I'm just sitting on the amp, I'm just sitting on the amp
Oh, I'm long on days, but I'm short on ways
I'm just sitting on the amp
Slender necks and tender hooks, this failed attempt of mine
This telephone was known to ring, this worn out floor was known to shine
Oh won't some deep-eyed sympathizer quick come cut me loose
Set me in motion, quick come see to my anonymous wounds
Not a decent chair in the room, not a likely thing to do
I'm just sitting on the amp, I'm just sitting on the amp

Countryside
Rock and rollers do the stand-next-to
Uncertain lean, unspeakable view
Backs of heads and exodus signs
Checkpoint lights in my guilty eyes
I'm only going one way, I'm only going one way
To the countryside, I'm only going one way
Cadillac ain't no rich man's car
Sit up straight and drive that steel guitar
No motor scooter, I've got biblical feet
All roads lead where rock and rollers meet
I'm only going one way, I'm only going one way
To the countryside, I'm only going one way
It's overcrowded and it's over-tried, with every singing pilgrim amplified
I'm only going one way, I'm only going one way
I'm going ooh la la, yeah, I'm only going one way
Hey old man, what's so old about you?
Rock and rollers get so tired, it's true
Intoxicated by that hard luck feel
Writhers and neithers, you are what you reveal
I'm only going one way, I'm only going one way
To the countryside, I'm only going one way
I'm going ooh la la, yeah

Good Time
There's "Sweet Virginia" and "Ramblin' Rose"
When "My Baby's Beside Me" and 'Cool as Mose'
There's "Interstellar Overdrive"
There's "Roadrunner" and "Hold My Life"
There's "Mighty Quinn" and "Good Luck Charm"
"The Shape I'm In" and "Junior's Farm"
There's "Better Days" and there's "I Feel Fine"
There's a good time waiting if you like a good time
Junk mail lands on the junk mail pile
If you're here you might as well stay for a while
Teenager rooms are where the dreaming gets done
There's guitars picking out "Walk Don't Run"
There's "Red Ball Train" and "Times Like This"
"You're the One That I Want" and "Don't Be His"
"Rocket 88" and 1"969"
There's a good time waiting if you like a good time
There's "Sweet Virginia" and "Ramblin' Rose"
"When My Baby's Beside Me" and "Cool as Mose"
"I Got A Woman," "Mohair Sam"
"Move it On Over" I'm a "Rubberneckin'" man
There's "Mighty Quinn" and "Good Luck Charm"
"The Shape I'm In" and "Junior's Farm"
"There's Better Days" and there's "I Feel Fine"
There's a good time waiting if you like a good time
There's a good time waiting if you like a good time

Freedom Rock
Free to move along down Highway 52
Free to sing a song when the feeling overtakes you
Free to contemplate the virtue of the long wait
Free to rearrange, free to resituate
Free to please, to keep me company
Oh, baby you're free, free, free
The nonsense of things is sheer inspiration
Generation least inhales the nation
And these, the future kings of the underground
Wouldn't know the future if it ran them over
Free to wrap your arms around the soul in my waist
Free to repeat the way to understate
You are hereby free to accelerate
You're just as free to disapprove
Free to please, to keep me company
Oh, baby you're free, free, free
Let's have a round of applause for the modern sound
And a bigger hand for "This Land is Your Land"
Let ring the chimes, these are your best of times
Sing it loud and clear and reckless, than pass it on
Free to move along down Highway 52
Free to sing a song when the feeling overtakes you
Free to contemplate the virtue of the long wait
Free to rearrange, free to resituate
Free to please, to keep me company
Oh, baby you're free, free, free

Shake It If You Got It
Lord knows I've been searching long and hard, shake it if you got it
Lord knows I've been searching long and hard, shake it if you got it
Lord knows what I've been through, shake it if you got it inside of you
Shake it if you got it, shake it if you got it
Come on pretty baby don't be shy, shake it if you got it
Come on all you people don't be shy, shake it if you got it
We got the rhythm and the room to move, shake it if you got it inside of you
Shake it if you got it, shake it if you got it
When my search will end, I know not when, shake it if you got it
When my search will end, I know not when, shake it if you got it
Lord knows what I've been through, shake it if you got it inside of you
Shake it if you got it, shake it if you got it

GLM (Good Loving Man)
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
You've put a spell on me
Now I know who I am
I am your good loving man
The water's cool, and the air is cool, and the fire is alive
The Earth is just below my feet
And you're just beyond
Where I'll soon be calling home
Blood racing, hit the ground running, calling out for the shallow embrace
The shadows used to walk me around
And show me a real good time
Now I don't go down there no more
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Looking back on where I started from
Oh, won't you let me share your heart?
Now I know who I am
Walking through the woods with the leaves blowing down
To where they make a musical
A tune I recognize
Now I'm a brand new size
And music is for me
The very best company
And you're in perfect time
I am your good loving man
I am your good loving man

Realizer
I had the blinders on, I had a way with the maladies
I was curb sitter for the unconcerned waiting ever so patiently
Now I'm a realizer, I'm a realizer
Takers take whatever you need, just spare me my blank pages
Myth-makers done had their way with me, a low reflection long denied
Now I'm a realizer, I'm a realizer
All realize in time, never mind me, oh my my my my my
All you satisfied ex-dreamers, you think you got it so good
Moviegoers, beautiful losers, sometime sisters and shirtless wonders
Secret keepers and goodwill seekers, hit makers and deliverators
Climbers and smokers and mediocres, I do the sympathetic weave
Now I'm a realizer, I'm a realizer
Now I'm a realizer, I'm a realizer
All realize in time, never mind me, oh my my my my my

All songs by Frank Randall
C 1998 Otis Lovesongs - BMI