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1.
Satellites 04:40
Satellites 02/07/12 - FtLd I once was in a dream That I had last night I was thinking of How it would be so nice To stand beside myself And wash upon the waves That roll right over me And drip into my brain It’s just a lingering And a longing in the night It’s just a fingering Of the places that ignite All of your satellites I once was in a dream That I never had I talked you out of things That you never did Like being all the things That you never were When I suddenly realized That you were never there It’s just a lingering.... I once was in a dream That I can’t escape And now reality Laughs right in my face So I have just become A figment of myself Is that any worse Than being someone else It’s just a lingering.... intro/inter: 28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57 37.46.57 - 46.57 verse: 28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57 37.46.57 - 46.57 28.36.47 - 27.36.47 20.36.47 - 28.36.47 28.46.57 - 28.37.46.57 37.46.57 - 46.57 chorus: 37.49.59 - 29.39.47 39.49.57 37.49.59 - 29.39.47 39.49.57 38.49.59 - 36.47.57 end: 37.46.57 copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
2.
On The Now 04:05
On The Now 01/10/12 - FtLd In the living of the living of the dead In the taking and then giving back again On the now (5x) In the daylight of the daylight of the day In the speaking when no spoken words are said On the now (5x) In the harvest of the harvest of the moon In the tearing and the mending of what’s new On the now (5x) In the praying of the prayers of yesterday In the seeing of things with no memory On the now (5x) In the raising of the rivers of the mind In the flooding of the valleys without time On the now (5x) In the loving of the love you left behind In the reaching out to see what you will find On the now (5x) In the being of the being that you be In the me in you you’ll find the you in me On the now (5x) intro: 37.46.57 - 39.46.57 (8x) chords: 37.46.57 - 39.46.57 37.46.57 - 39.46.57 (46).48.57 - (46).49.57 (46).48.57 - (46).49.57 (46).48.57 - (46).49.57 (46).48.57 - (46).49.57 (46).49.57 - (46).47.57 inter: 37.46.57 - 39.46.57 (4x) end: inter - 39.(46).48.57 bold (not on bc) = jump up and down ( ) = hold behind copyright 2012 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
3.
Oblivion 05:07
Oblivion 05/08/11 - FtLd Moonbeams on a summer day The rain burns into your memory See the woman in the parking lot She runs away as she walks Into the next oblivion Oh you cannot take her away from here The hierarchy has no end It simply comes around again See the man who plays the judge all day He speaks in words he cannot say Into the next oblivion Oh you cannot take him away from here See the children out in the street With all the danger wrapped around their feet As they grow they only grow away From what it was they tried to take Into the next oblivion Oh you cannot take them away from here See yourself if that is who you be Be someone else if you have lost your way Time it takes you to the carnival And lets you ride the ferris wheel Into the next oblivion Oh it cannot take you away from here See me see you see me in a dream Eyes so deep nothing else remains I am swallowed whole into your soul To swim in mysteries that flow Into the next oblivion Oh you cannot take me away from here Oh you cannot take me away from here verse: 22.43.54 - 22.35.43.54 C - C+33 - C+13 (all 2x) chorus: 24.45.53 - 25.45.53 34.55.63 Ef1 (F) - E - Am7 23.43.51 - 22.43.51 - Am7 C - C+33 - C+31 end: 23.43.51 - 22.43.51 - Am7 23.43.51 - 22.43.51 C - C+31 copyright 2011 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
4.
Edge of the Line (for Joel Zoss) 12/16/10 - Ft Ld I was livin on the livin I was livin on the line I was livin in the kitchen And takin my time I was readin all your books And wastin your dime There was nothin I could do But shine my shoes and be kind She said take it down the road Now don’t you hold up the load Cuz there’s a lot of other people Still gotta sell their souls But I was livin on the livin I was livin real fine I was livin on the edge of the line I was rollin, I was holdin Onto everythin so tight I was signin and tryin To make everythin all right I was freezin in the daytime I was too warm at night I was lookin for you But you were no where in sight She said ain’t you had enough Of all this hostility Now you could cash it all in And baby set yourself free But I was livin on the livin I was livin real fine I was livin on the edge of the line I was lyin, I was prayin I was goin, I was stayin I was kneelin, I was reelin I was swingin and a swayin It was everythin I wanted And it scared me like hell If I was no where to be found Would you know that I fell She said hey little brother Ain’t you got no boots Just kick off your skinny shoes And get real loose But I was livin on the livin I was livin real fine I was livin on the edge of the line Say I was livin on the livin I was livin on the line I was livin in your kitchen I was wastin your time I was readin all your books And drinkin your wine There was nothin I could do But shine your shoes and be unkind She said don’t you hog that road Keep on movin that dam load Cuz there’s a lot of other folks Still gotta sell their goddam souls But I was livin on the livin I was livin real fine I was livin on the edge of the line chords: 46.57 - 36.47 - 46.57 41.52 - 36.47 - 46.57 (wobbly-pick) copyright 2010 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
5.
Down A Winding Road (#310) 01/15/13 - FtLD Hurry up Set a fire in the back Turn up the heat Turn off the thermostat I’m flying Down a winding road Hold onto something No matter what you do Time divides everything No matter what you choose Into the good the bad the ugly And then there’s really you And there’s a message Somewhere in your hand I’m trying to decipher Trying to understand If it’s calling Or holding onto me And if I die Somewhere in my sleep Wake me in the morning And tell me all my dreams I have nothing I have nothing at all So throw roses At lepers dancing in the street The flames climb higher As I’m burning in the heat Cause I’m flying Down a winding road So hurry up With that fire in the back Turn up the heat Break the thermostat I’m flying Down a winding road verse: 211.49.510 210.39.410 (212.312.410) 211.49.510 inter/intro: 312.412.510 311.412.510 39.49.510 39.410.512 copyright 2013 Robert Ben Mitchell, all rights reserved.
6.
Go 04:46
Go 03/12/14 - FtLd Take everything Just take it all and go I don’t give a damn I don’t feel any more Do it again It is always the same I am all that is left I am all that remains And all the time All of the time that it takes To find every thing And find every thing its place I am down on my knees I am begging you go I am begging you leave Oh won’t you just leave me alone Comes in the spring It grows out of the snow Grows right into the sun Grows right into your soul Takes what it needs It takes whatever it may want But it don’t give a damn If it tears your heart and soul apart And all the time.... So take everything Just take it all and go I will not say any words I will not touch or try to hold Until the end I will let go right from the start I will not be in your way I will not be in your heart And all the time.... tune: EADGBE -> EADGCC rolling pick intro: 314.414.512 - 312.412.510 414.512.613 - 412.512.610 410.510.68 verse: 32.42 - 42.53 - 52.63 53.61 - 52.61 chorus: 47.57.65 - 45.55.63 35.45.53 - 43.53.61 22.32.42 - 45.55.63 410.510.68 - 410.58.610 49.58.610 end: 314.414.512 - 312.412.510 310.410.58 - 47.36.58 412.512.610 - 49.58.610 32.42 - 13.23 copyright 2014 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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