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“Well, Well,” Said the Rocking Chair’
by Dean Friedman
“Well, well,” said the rocking chair.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen such stark despair.”
“Who told you life was fair?”
“Woa, woa,” said the radio, “Sit, there are some things you ought to know”
“There is little you can do to stop the pain and it’s gonna happen time and time again,
but just remember even though it sounds insane, it’s impossible to ever love somebody in vain.”
All right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right.
“No, no,” said the balcony, “If it’s pity you want don’t come to me.”
“No, nothing comes for free.”
“Yes, yes,” said the coffee cup, “maybe now is the time to act grown up.”
“If you feel like your world is crashing in, simply dial up your nearest kith or kin.”
“If you open up and let them in, you’ll discover that you’ll probably make it through once again.”
All right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right.
“Hey, hey,” said the table top, “don’t be making like you’re anything you’re not.”
“Make do with what you’ve got”.
“Don’t forget,” said the cuckoo clock, “any parts you need we’ve got in stock.”
“Take a look at the place you call your home. You’re reflected in all the things you own. And the seeds of reason you have sown, they’re a measure of a part of you that’s already grown.”
All right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right.
copyright (c) 1978/2013 Dean Friedman Music
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I've Had Enough
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I’ve Had Enough
by Dean Friedman
I was only four when my father left home.
Little baby sister, mama and me.
They were only children when they got married.
How they gonna raise a family?
Daddy got a job in a canned good factory
Working like a fool day after day.
Coming home to TV thrills and doctor bills
Till he had to take a cut in pay. He said,
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
I was always trouble when I was in school.
Someone always making me tow the line.
Finally went and told the bastard where to go.
He can get theirs, but he can’t touch mine.
I was in the army when I was sixteen.
All the rain I thought it would never stop
Brought away an armload of souvenirs and
Now you know I still can’t find a job. I said,
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
Help me. Help me. Help me. Help me. I don’t want to hurt.
I have always done my best. But nothing seems to work. Nothing seems to work.
I was never asking for charity,
Only that I get what I have earned
And that I be treated with respect
And God knows why but you’ve still not learned.
I am not a liar or insincere.
I have always treated you people fair.
There were times I turned my whole self inside out but damn it
You never seemed to care. Now,
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
Copyright © 1978/2013 Dean Friedman Music
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Lucky Stars
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Shopping Bag Ladies
02:40
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Don't You Ever Dare
04:50
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Lydia
04:51
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S & M
03:53
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Let Down Your Hair
05:01
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Dean Friedman Peekskill, New York
Dean Friedman entered pop consciousness with his Top 20 hit, Ariel, a quirkily irresistible and uncategorizable pop song about a free spirited, pot-smoking, vegetarian Jewish girl in a peasant blouse. Since then, hits like Lucky Stars, Lydia, Rocking Chair, McDonald’s Girl and Woman of Mine have earned him a loyal international following, devoted to his work as a master songsmith and performer. ... more
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