Scenic Drive (through my mind)

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(c) All songs written by Smartin Winner.
Recorded along the rivers Chattahoochee, Colorado and Santa Ana.
Willi Ehms Records, 2019.

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angels ride on clouds

there‘s a highway up in heaven
where the angels ride on clouds

when it rains
it just means
they have an eye on you
sprinkle their love on you

every raindrop on your skin
says keep up the chin

we’re gettin into gear
we’ll drive the bad outta here

there‘s a highway up in heaven
where the angels ride on clouds

making way for the sunshine

only fools and fishermen

only fools and fishermen
build houses on the shore
and i asked her to marry me
i opened the door
for the wind beneath my wings
and the sand in my eyes
the sound of the surf under the midnight moons
and the salt in my wounds

you could say it was my fault
but then, that‘s how i am
i opened the door
that finally slammed
it was such a beautiful walk together
but every path we paved
got washed away by the waves
of life

we were doing so well picking up shells
we watched the boats
once even got lucky seeing whales
from the cliff above the wreck
we saw the clouds approach
we were warned
and we should have parted
before the final storm

cause only fools and fishermen
build houses on the shore

use caution

use caution
i‘m fragile
move slowly
talk softly

dim the light
while we prepare for the night
we‘ll find out what to do
when to fast forward, when to review

use caution
i‘m fragile
move slowly
talk softly

meet me halfway
as we end this beautiful day
we’ll find out what to do
when to rewind, when to cue

but use caution
you can’t say you haven’t been warned
don‘t hurt me
use caution
i‘m fragile
don‘t break me
shards of glass act as sharp weapons

tall grande venti

when i fall in love
i want love to rise steep
doesn’t need to last long
as long as it goes deep

i turn on the tv
there‘s love in the news
i love love for breakfast
with freshly pressed juice

when it gets hot ‪at noon‬
i dig iced love to go
yes, italian style
but no cream please, no

five inches of love
i consider just right
small medium large
just as it comes in the night

one love‘s enough
i don’t need plenty
i‘m not demanding
love’s fine tall grande venti

once i was close to love

once i was close to love
i could even touch it
how round it was
and warm in my hands
but i couldn’t keep it

once i was close to love
i could even taste it
how sweet it was
salty on my lips
but i couldn’t keep it

once i was close to love
i could even hear it
how gentle it was
music to my ears
but i couldn’t keep it

once i was close to love
but i couldn’t keep it
how fleeting it was
passing my heart
i couldn’t keep it

it‘s still out there

it’s time for getting away from it all

it’s time for getting away from it all
main street, city hall
industry park, shopping mall
it’s time for getting away from it all

it’s time for getting away from it all
streaming service, football
local on the eights, the president‘s wall
it’s time for getting away from it all

it’s time for getting away from it all
password changes, boss calls
traffic jams, just about all
it’s time for getting away from it all

it’s time for getting away from it all
it’s time for getting away from it all
it’s time for getting away from it all
it’s time for getting away from it all

let‘s get away
to the mountains
let‘s get away
to the sea

let‘s get away
to the desert
or just stay
here with me

it’s time for getting away from it all

reggae glasses

black, back
lost, crossed
dark, hard
gone, done

disarranged
time to change

put on your reggae glasses
see the world in rainbow colors

meet our friend
roy g biv

colored, smart
found, bound
blessed, at rest
up, yup

time to give
time to live

put on your reggae glasses
see the world in rainbow colors

meet our friend
roy g biv

time to give
time to live

let me be your gps

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

dont know where to go?
dont know what to do?
standing at the crossroads?

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

dont know where to go?
dont know what to do?
so many roads?

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

dont know where to go?
dont know what to do?
no direction home?

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

let
me
be
your
g
p
s

jazz cafés

jazz cafés
jazz cafés

in rome and berlin
barcelona and paris
they play lena horne
they play miles davis

in my home town
we all went to barney‘s
the jukebox played johnny
we had no jazz cafes

jazz cafés
jazz cafés
in my hometown we had no
jazz cafés

when i went to college
i made new friends
they read david foster wallace
they read joan didion

so i bought me some books
and i discovered
you finish them faster
reading in jazz cafés

jazz cafés
jazz cafés
you finish them faster in
jazz cafes

i had relationships
only a few lasted longer
they started with hope
they started with respect

the loves of my life
some i met dating in
some left me hating
me and jazz cafés

jazz cafés
jazz cafés
meet the love of your life in
jazz cafes

jazz cafés
jaaaaazzzzz cafes!

flash flood (in dry creek valley)

stopped in dry creek valley
rain was just too heavy to drive
ladies playing pool at a bar
rain was just too heavy to drive

stayed upstairs bed and breakfast
best dry creek valley had to offer
brown haired middle aged beauties
best dry creek valley had to offer

two star service and poison
a flash flood in my blood
two star service and poison
a flash flood in my blood

had continental breakfast
feeling refreshed and revived
said goodbye to dry creek valley
feeling refreshed and revived

rain was just too heavy to drive
a flash flood in my blood
feeling refreshed and revived
best dry creek valley had to offer

whiskey fish

i am the whiskey fish
i like it here
a little muddy
unlike those vodka fish
i am the whiskey fish

i really like it here
though it‘s icy cold
i am the whiskey fish

daddy always said god‘s gonna swallow you one day
but until then i’ll sup the devil away
i’m a whiskey fish

where i come from
you better learn to swim early
i always loved to break free
into the whiskey sea

i am the whiskey fish
i like it here
a little muddy
unlike those vodka fish
i am the whiskey fish

there’s nothing like the hand of a waitress
i swear i’d recognize the fingerprints of every waitress that ever touched me

you can call me old fashioned
but i believe in love
i‘m a passionate, stirred up whiskey fish

i am the whiskey fish
i like it here
a little muddy
unlike those vodka fish
i am the whiskey fish

scenic drive (through my mind)

papa‘s belt, mama‘s yells
a drunk husband, a knife
a helpless housewife cleaning the floor
after the blood and the piss

neighbors already at the door
and she opens it and smiles
everything‘s alright
that‘s what you‘d reminisce
about a scenic drive through my mind

a stolen bottle, corrupt policemen
a night in jail, failed again
the bars of a police van, frightened, bored
alien hands on my balls

soap in the shower, what is it for
and who‘s that guy with the tattoos
everything’s good
that‘s what you‘d recall
about a scenic drive through my mind

holes, shacks, torture, rats
demons, spiders, ghosts, snakes
migraine, ache, sore
holding on to a life ring, someone cuts the line

pest and plague and mosquitos galore
something‘s crawling up my spine
everything’s fine
that‘s what you‘d recombine
from a scenic drive through my mind

méxico (hidden bonus track, on cd only)

across the border
we were happy in the garden
our souls chaste
our love ardent

we had custard apples
serpents and agave
even added the larva
for good karma

we didn‘t have a clue
we didn‘t watch the news
we knew nothing about
sins and the blues

we were naked and free
my wife and me
sloth and tinamou
we had nothing to do

then something went wrong
couldn’t pay the rent no more
we asked the landlord‘s pardon
but he expelled us from the garden

now i‘m a janitor
and eve is a mother
our sons are in gangs
one is fighting the other

the tv ads tell
it‘s a paradise here
it was a paradise there
i remember it well

our love wasted
our souls hardened
across the border
we were happy in the garden