2014 - Gay Love Song

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Fairyland 05:10
Fairyland 11/27/13 - FtLd Mary had a little lamb With some nice mint jelly And some big old yams You know Mary likes to eat real good Every now and then It’s not her fault And Jack and Jill Ran down the hill But the sheriff still caught ‘em Threw them both in jail Now no one can hear Their screams and yells What a shame all for stolen water And there are no fairies Down in fairyland Just some big old monsters With some big old hands But don’t you fret No don’t you cry Just learn to read between the lines Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall What’d you think was gonna happen After all he’s a god dam egg Who smokes too much marijuana And rub a dub a dub Three men in a tub Getting cleaned up To hit the gay pubs After all it’s let live and let love Or at least we oughta And there are no fairies.... You Know Little Bo Peep lost her sheep But someone saw Mary Down at the crime scene Said she butchered ‘em all On old Miller’s land At the trial she said she had run outta lamb And little Miss Muffett sat on her tuffet Long came a spider named Jimmy Buffett Gave her a cheesebuger fries supersized Now she got heart disease Ah fuck it And there are no fairies.... And M - I - C then K - E - Y Why because we’re gonna rob you That’s why Take it all from you for some dumb rides Down in Floreeda And Miley Cyrus is a scarey thing But Lady Gaga she’s just plain old mean And Madonna thinks She started the whole thing When it was really Elton and his lover And there are no fairies.... Oh the lives Oh the lies verse: 28.49.57 - 38.49.57 37.45.57 - 36.45.57 (end) 35.47.57 - 34.45.57 38.47.56 chorus: 210.39.410 - 39.49.57 28.47.56 - 39.49.57 210.39.410 - 39.49.57 38.47.58 copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Child In Every Man 1979 - Syracuse, NY She says life is too painful That she got the bitter end Her life was meant to be free But she don’t understand That he’s a child in a wheelchair And he knows that he can’t walk She can hardly move And it’s hard for him to talk And you were such a beautiful lady When you were a man of grace But the devil Has scarred your face Oh the devil Has scarred your face She says that people hurt her So she crawls into him and hides Whenever people abuse him Cause he won’t stand up and fight And he just sits in his chair all day And dreams of a different time While she lays deep inside his head And cries into the night And you were such a beautiful lady When you were a man of grace But the devil Has scarred your face Oh the devil Has scarred your face She says she should never have lived Her agony’s too much to bear Cause he has never given her The freedom to appear And they are just one person trapped within two different minds That paralyze his movement And keep her from living life But he is a child in a wheelchair And he dreams everyday Of standing next to that chair And slowly walking away And you were such a beautiful child When you were a man of grace But the devil Has scarred your face Oh the devil Has scarred your face verse: D - 23.32.53 - 23.52 - 23.51 chorus: G - A7 - D - A7+23 - G - A7 - D copyright 1979 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Intro to Crossing Kansas This song is called Crossing Kansas And it’s about the Great Gay Migration Of the 1960's and 1970's in the United States Back then you didn’t come out You got out before you were either beat up or killed And that meant moving to a city far far away Somewhere where you’d heard There was a gay ghetto Where you could be safe Where you could be free Where you could find a new home And if you made it there You would be greeted by the phrase You’re not in Kansas anymore Which meant you had made it You had escaped You were safe So each year during those decades Thousands upon thousands of people Moved from one part of the country to another Seeking safety Freedom And a new home And in that process Many of them literally crossed Kansas Either driving or flying right over it And this song - Crossing Kansas Tells the story of one person Who is about to walk out that door And take the terrifying leap of faith To cross over Kansas Crossing Kansas 09-21-13 - FtLd Crossing Kansas I'm crossing off my time Leaving all my living I am leaving it behind Never going back And I am never gonna try To find the rhyme or reason Or understand just why Everything's a fucking mess And everyone's a bore And everything is so screwed up And I can't take it no more So don't you look for me on Tuesday When I told you once before I'm crossing Kansas Right out of the door I’m crossing Kansas And I won’t be here anymore Cause everything's ridiculous And everyone's resigned Pretending they're oblivious And acting like they're blind But don't expect me not to notice What's right in front of my eyes So I'm crossing Kansas Right out of the door I’m crossing Kansas And you won't see me anymore (break) But if you ever wake up From that coma that you're in And you wonder what I'm up to And exactly where I been Well I been looking for someone else Who knows just how to live So I’m crossing Kansas I'm crossing off my time Leaving all my living I am leaving it behind Cause everything's a fucking mess And everyone's a bore And everything is so screwed up And I can't take it no more So don't you look for me on Tuesday When I told you once before I'm crossing Kansas Right out of the door I’m crossing Kansas And you won't see me here no more Anymore verse: 39.46.57 - 39.48.57 39.47.59 - 38.47.59 (all 2x) chorus: A7f4 (C7m) - A7f4+30 Ef5 (A) - Ef5+60 A7f4 (C7m) - A7f4+30 Ef5 (A) - Ef5+60 29.36.47 - 29.38.47 - 34.44.53 - A7f2 (B7) break: 29.36.47 - 29.38.47 - 34.44.53 - A7f2 (B7) (rolling pick) copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Angel, Drinks and Dreams (for Tommy) 12/25/09 - Clewiston, FL Spin the lights and cheer the crowds Let the music fall apart Turn you body inside out Never let them know how hard (chorus) I try to call your name And catch your eyes Oh angel won’t you talk to me Sooth my body, ease my mind Oh angel be my drink and dreams The silk and satin of your touch The snow that drifts above your eyes The quiet ways you say so much The ways you body shakes and slides (chorus) The days turn into months The months to years The years roll by Makeup is the shield you wear You have to put on more each time (chorus) You’ve graced a thousand stages And you’ve read a thousand lines But no one’s heard A word you’ve said Cause you were just the next in line (chorus) The tips no longer do reward Your clothes no longer shine And when the needle slays you You’ll leave all your pain behind I tried to call your name And catch your eyes Oh angel why won’t you talk to me Sooth my body, ease my mind Oh angel be my drink and dreams So spin the lights and cheer the crowds Let the music fall apart Turn you body inside out Never let them know how hard verse: D - D+31 - D+30 - D (2x) chorus: 23.32.53 - 23.52 23.51 - D (all 2x) copyright 2009 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Gay Love Song 07/04/07 - NMB I walked into the room Sat across from him and soon I found that I was thinking Just about him I wondered how he would feel If I suggested he appealed To me It was like in a dream His movements came so fluidly Caressed my soul without saying a word And suddenly I realized I was seeing through his very eyes The beauty that’s always there And comes alive whenever I Am with someone Who is but one Who cares We talked of many things Of what would be and what had been The conversation slowly wound around To things that meant oh so much more Like touching him in ways before I never had the chance to share Til I found someone Who is the one Who cares And laying in the night I was taken by the sight Of man to man Holding him so close In our embrace I felt so clean It purified my very being And helped me know That he’s the one who dares To be someone Who is but one Who cares To be someone Who is the one Who cares To be the one For whom I care G - G.62 - EmLong 45.54.65 - C.20 - 21.32.62 (2x) G - G.62 Em13.23 - C - 21.32.62 - G D copyright 2007 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
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Clearer 05:06
Clearer (for JF) 10/16/11 - FtLd And I don’t know What is the meaning Spinning on a planet Why am I breathing in The air that you let go It this connection even Real or is it deceiving me And the time goes Looking in the mirror Trace the lines But the shadows get no clearer And I don’t know Why you are more dearer Than you were to me yesterday Is it any clearer to you now And I can’t hold back the day Cause it’s not in the lines That we rehearsed when we were younger And I’m not getting any stronger So all that I can say Is I don’t know And when you turn around You still can’t see behind you You’re only seeing More things you can no longer Hold onto Memories have no meaning When they are no longer In your heart So let me be there To breath in the air That you let go of Cause you can no longer Hold onto tomorrow It comes and it goes Just like today And I don’t know Why you are more dearer Than you were to me yesterday Oh won’t you please tell me now Is it any clearer To you now chords: 38.46.57 - 39.46.57 (4x then) 29.38.47 - 27.38.49 (4x then) 38.46.57 - 39.46.57 (4x then) 25.36.47 - 27.38.49 (4x then) 212.311.410 - 210.38.410 - harmonic 112 copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.

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Bob Who and The Little Criminals tracks recorded from 2007 through 2017. In addition to final engineering, mixing and mastering, Bob Who (Robert Ben Mitchell) wrote all these songs, and provided vocals and rhythm guitar on all of the tracks. The Little Criminals, an assortment of musicians for hire, provided all other instrumentation.


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