Into The Blue

by Jim Pellinger

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released January 1, 2005

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Jim Pellinger Minneapolis, Minnesota

Singer/songwriter Jim Pellinger has performed on big stages, small stages, and no stages at all at colleges and clubs, festivals and fairs. He has seven releases on his own label, appeared on TV and radio, and along the way got a song in the Baseball Hall of Fame. His latest single, “Procrastination”, speaks to the all too human foible of putting off till tomorrow what could be done today. ... more

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Track Name: god
So god planned your attack, god showed you the way
god promised you paradise in a burning aeroplane
god gave you your wings and god taught you to fly
god told you to kill and god told you to die

Well I've heard you talk about your faith
And do unto others
I've heard you talk about your soul
Just talk, talk, talk
I don't know nothing about your ways
Or what it could mean to you
When I hear you talk about your god

So god gave you a plan, god told you to fight
god guided your sword and god said it was right
god gave you your will and god said it was good

Well I've heard you talk about your faith...

Do unto others, I always thought those words were true

So god gave you a job, god gave you the right
god gave you the lies for the reasons to fight
god doesn't need truth, god speaks only to you

Well I've heard you talk about your faith...

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Track Name: Drift Away
I'm walking in your shoes, driving your car
Wearing your coat to keep me warm
You've been there for me all your life and then some
I see you wife every now and then
She's OK, she's got lots of friends
Looking out for her since you've been gone

So drift away, drift away
To a safe and distant shore
Out of the darkness into the blue
Drift away

I walk around this house, but you're not there
I still see you everywhere
In every little nail, every home repair
And I'll remember you the way you were
In the wildest corners of this earth
Out beneath the stars from where we all came
And where you've gone

So drift away...

Now I walk these streets and breathe the air
Feel the wind blow through my hair
I'll breathe your soul into my body
You'll fill me up, and we'll run and play
And we'll drift away...

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Track Name: She Walks By
She walks by, the party's starting
I feel the drumbeat heart is pounding
Music playing in my brain
She walks by and nothing is the same
As it was just a minute ago
Flowers are blooming
Where nothing would grow
What was I doing?
Well I don't know
Then she walks by
She walks by, I've no resistance
Can't stop smiling
Tongue is twisted
Heart leap cartwheel jump for joy
She walks by and nothing is the same
As it was just a minute ago
Hot summer sun in December snow
What was I saying?
Well I don't know
Then she walks by
She knows I love her
But it doesn't seem to bother her
She knows I want her
But she doesn't seem to mind
She knows who's in control
When she walks by
She walks by I'm holding steady
On the launching pad, my rocket's ready
White hot nuclear Fourth of July
She walks by and nothing is the same
As it was just a minute ago
A shower of sparks in her afterglow
Where was I going?
Well I don't know
Then she walks by

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Track Name: Bleeding Red
See the sun track 'cross the carpet
Watch the day go by
She's been waiting there for something
You can ask her why
But she doesn't know at all
She can't even catch herself
When she falls
Now the suns coming down
Just like an angry hand
Beating her down again
The sky's bleeding red
Oh the sky's bleeding red
Fading to purple night
Seeping beneath her skin
And he reads her like a story in a book he found
Everyday he tears a page out then he puts her down
She learns her lesson well
Without a step out of line, or soul to tell
Now the sun's going down, just like an angry hand
Beating her down again
The sky's bleeding red, oh the sky's bleeding red
Fading to purple night, seeping beneath her skin
He locks the door, he pulls the shade
She fakes a smile, he looks away
She shuts her eyes and flies away
See the sun creep in the window
Here's another day
See the bruises in the mirror
Then she looks away
And tries to see nothing at all
And through his apology
She feels herself start to fall
Now the sun's coming down
Just like an angry hand beating her down again
The sky's bleeding red, oh the sky's bleeding red
Fading to purple night, seeping beneath her skin

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Roxygrrl
Oh Roxygrrl, if I could be anyone
Anyone in this whole wide world
Roxy, you'd be the one...

And I would be her dog
And I would see her everyday
She would bring me food to eat
She would take me out to play

And I would lick her face in the morning
I gotta ask you how cool is that?
If I could lick her face in the morning
Well I'd be her dog for that

Oh Roxygrrl, I know you're a female dog
Well that's a big price to pay
But I would do it anyway
And I would watch her go
And sit and wait around all day
Jump up and down when I see her again
Just like I do anyway

And I would lick her face in the morning
It's all I ever think about
If I could lick her face in the morning
I'd be a lucky dog no doubt
I'd hang my head out of the window
When she drives me all around the town
She'd whistle and I'd come runnin'
No different than it is right now

Oh Roxygrrl, I know you've heard this before
Of everybody in the whole wide world
You're one lucky dog

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: The Same Thing
I know what you want
It's the same thing that I want
But you don't realize it
Maybe I should show you
Show you what I want
It's the same thing that you want
Maybe then you'll realize
We belong together
I know what you need
It's the same thing that I need
But you don't realize it
Maybe I could show you
Show you what I need
It's the same thing that you need
Maybe then you'll realize
We belong together
I know what you do
It's the same thing that I do
But you don't realize it
Maybe I could show you
Show you what I do
It's the same thing that you do
Pretending you don't realize
We belong together

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Move To Mexico
Well I owe four months rent, and I owe the IRS
And the phone bill's still unpaid
I guess in debt's my middle name
And I've been working', workin', workin'
Accumulating someone else's wealth
I've been workin', workin', workin'
For everyone but myself
Well sometimes it feels like I could
Sometimes it feels like I should
Move to Mexico and change my name
Move to Mexico and change my name
No longer Jim, no I'll be José
When I move to Mexico and change my name
And they will never find me, no
And they'll know where they all can go
There'll be no cash upon demand
I'll be below the Rio Grande
Now at night I lie awake to the ticking of the clock
And I think what it will take just to get what I ain't got
And it seems there's no escaping
I'm the prisoner in the pot
And the monster's mouth is gaping
And his breath is getting hot
So as I'm staring down his mouth
My best direction's south
So I'll move to Mexico and change my name...
Con una corona, yo voy a ser rey de lo que veré
Por favor señorita traîgame mas cerveza
They say my credit's not too well
Pronounce it dead and go to hell
I'll be on Acapulco Bay
The señoritas all well say
He's a stranger from the north, no ID, no date of birth
Plays guitar and sings us songs
And some nights we sing along
And he says he comes from Texas
And he says he comes from Spain
And every night he has a good time
And a different name
Oh I'll be liberated when I'm expatriated
When I move to Mexico and change my name...

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Track Name: Jealous Boyfriend
Her cell phone rings
She smiles at the voice on the other side
And I say something to her
And she tells him "oh that's just a friend of mine"
But what she doesn't know is I can't let her go
And I'm pissing off her jealous boyfriend
So I pull her close to me
And whisper something in her other ear
But I say it loud enough
So jealous boy can hear
Something like babe you know I can't let you go
And I'm pissing off her jealous boyfriend
Well I'm stuck to her like glue
While she tells him "yeah, I wanna see you too"
But I'm not convinced
And he can kiss my ass
Well they talk a little more
And I swear she just looks bored
Drops the phone into her purse
And I'm all alone with her
And I wanna let her know that I can't let her go
And I'm pissing off her jealous boyfriend
Well yeah I'm stuck to her like glue
While she tells him "yeah, you know I miss you too"
But I'm not convinced
And he can kiss my ass
I wanna let her know that I can't let her go
And I'll never be her jealous boyfriend

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Track Name: I Just Don't Wanna See You Right Now
I took out the trash, I watched TV
I cut the grass on my hands and knees
I walked the dog and fed the cat
I hit the couch and there I sat

But I'm not avoiding you, no I'm not avoiding you
I just don't wanna see you right now, I just don't wanna see you right now

I sat alone all in the dark
The moon on the phone looked so stark
Like some kind of strange alien thing
Frozen in fear it just might ring
The tension was nervous, hard to ignore
I made my move and ran for the door
I thought it was safe out on the street
But you never know who you might meet

And I'm not avoiding you, no I'm not avoiding you
I just don't wanna see you right now

It's nothing personal, don't look at me that way
It's unavoidable, excuse me if I say

Leave me alone, take a walk
I don't wanna even hear you talk
Look at the sign, do not disturb
Can't you read? Haven't you heard?

That I'm not avoiding you, no I'm not avoiding you
I just don't wanna see you right now

© 2002 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: You Stole My Songs
Well I swallowed the sun but it wasn't that hot
Made me thirsty and I drank a lot
Wrapped myself up in a plastic box
And I showed up at your door
But I couldn't find the second verse
So I flew all around the universe
Hit the gas, caught up with the words
And I wrestled them to the floor
You stole my songs, you stole my songs
You stole my songs
Well I must admit, it's strange but true
But I've dodged other bullets like you
Out drew almost everyone
Then I shot myself with my own gun
Dug out the bullet with a feather
I'm afraid it's stuck there forever
Looked out the window to check out the weather
I saw you and the sun
You were the brighter one
You stole my songs...
Well she says she's going to New York City
Like that town needs another pretty girl
Like a thief with no resistance
She's lethal from any distance
You stole my songs...

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Drown
I held you in my arms just a second or two
Just to say hello, it was all that I could do
A man stranded on an island without a drop to drink
Learns to live without water, so what is he to think
When the rain comes falling down, doesn't want to get wet
Better to stay dry, better to forget
So can't you let me go, leave without a sound
Turn and walk away, 'cause I don't wanna drown
Surrounded by salt water, I've learned to like the taste
And I know that you could quench me
But a drop is just a waste
Leathered by the brine, no longer taste the sweet
Better not to be reminded, better not to meet
So can't you let me go, leave without a sound
Turn and walk away, 'cause I don't wanna drown
I was starting to forget the cool liquid feel
Starting to question if it was ever real
Then you took me by the hand, led me to the well
I stood on the edge and I almost fell
So can't you let me go, leave without a sound
Turn and walk away, 'cause I don't wanna drown

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Beverly's Boyfriends
There's a guy in the kitchen
A guy on the phone
A guy on the front step
Waitin' for her to come home
There's a guy in the front yard
A guy in the back
One guy's like a boomerang
He keeps comin' back
Well she's never lonely
'Cause she's never alone
What's their names again?
Numbered one to ten
Beverly's boyfriends
Well she likes number two
A little more than the others
And guy number three
Is a favorite of her mother's
Four and five together are better than eight
And Kenny and Kevin are six and seven
Names to remember
Well how do they rate?
She's never lonely 'cause she's never alone
What's their names again?
Numbered one to ten
Beverly's boyfriends
Well years from now they can have a convention
With all the guys too numerous to mention
With secret handshakes and stories to tell
And I'm sure they'll all wish Beverly well
She's never lonely 'cause she's never alone
Everyone's included, talk about deluded
Beverly's boyfriends

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Red States
59 million, more or less, together pledge "we approve this mess"
He bought it, he broke it, he sold it to you
So tell me red states what will you do
When the oblong boxes come rolling in
Will you take the blame and salute your sins?
What will you say and what will you do when the bony fingers all point at you?
When the empty socket looks you in the eye and wants to know why they had to die
Will you pass the buck and say you were mislead?
With the stains on your hands a scarlet red

Red states

Well you stood in line and you cast your vote, scratched the ground and dug the holes
Stood behind and pushed them in, covered them up in lies and sin
You bought the myth, hell you bought the store, filled your cart with lies and more
Put it all on a credit card paid with lives and body parts'

Red states

© 2002 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Baloney Sandwich Boy
I saw her just the other day with her baloney sandwich boy
They were out lookin' for mayonaise, for her baloney sandwich boy
There was nothin' on the shelf, had to do it himself
Her baloney sandwich boy

Oh Pappy give me her number, 269 I don't remember
Oh Pappy give me her number, 269 I don't remember
Well I got nuthin' to say but I will call anyway
269 I don't remember

Well I don't wanna see her, no I don't wanna see her
Well I don't wanna see her, no I don't wanna see her
I've been looking everywhere, she's livin' under my hair
But I don't wanna see her

I saw her just the other day with her baloney sandwich boy
They were out lookin' for mayonaise, for her baloney sandwich boy
There was nothin' on the shelf, had to do it himself
Her baloney sandwich boy

© 2003 Jim Pellinger (BM) All Rights Reserved
Track Name: Table 4-1
Table for one, one glass of wine
One long-stemmed rose
And you're sitting all alone
In a crowded restaurant
With lively conversation all around
But not a sound
From the empty chair sitting there
Across from you at your table for one
Table for two, right next to you
Two young lovers plan an afternoon together
Just like you used to, your sweet love and you
You remember
Holding hands, and making plans
Soon to be at a table for three
but now things have changed
Your old favorite place doesn't even look the same
Only a ghost remains
A ghost that's seen better days
Table for one, one glass of wine
One long-stemmed rose
And someone's sitting all alone
In a crowded restaurant
With lively conversation all around
You know the sound
So pull out the chair and ask her
May I join you there at your table for one

© 2004 Jim Pellinger (BMI) All Rights Reserved

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