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CD ONE from House of Brunette's Career Spanning Five CD Box Set, Life in Stereo.

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released November 30, 2013

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Kevin Brady
Rob Novak
Steve Lindstrom
Mike Ritt

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Track Name: Permission To Cry
PERMISSION TO CRY

B riff
She never asked no one’s permission to cry
E A-A-A-A G-G
She’s crying anyway
Briff
With every second ticking off the clock
E A-A-A-A G-G
She feels a year go by
B riff
She wonders if she’ll ever know that horrible pain
E A-A-A-A G-G
Or will it last her life

A
She’s living the lie
G
Burning down denying everything that she feels
E
Trying to believe in the marketing mission
G
Knowing it’s just dirt in her eyes

A
She wants to be loved
G
And love in return til her back is near broken
E
But she’s gotta get the powerpoint by 1:35
G
It’s everything this doing or dying

Riffage:
B-B-B-BG-G-(2x)

A-A-A-A-F#-F#-

G-G-G-G-G-G-G

A-A-A-A-A-A-A

B riffage for two measures

B again
She had a beau back in 2005
E A-A-A-A G-G
He got promoted out
B
She saw him at a conference just this spring
E
He waved, she waved right back

A
They’re living that lie
G
That lie we all believe in when the rent’s coming due
E
And there’s still so many pretties on our list we must buy
G
You know that you can spend your whole life…

A
She wants to be loved
G
And mommy always bought her all the things that she screamed for
E
To stop her when we started, make the pain go away, Anything
G
but watch her poor baby cry

D
But mama can’t be your man
F#
And you can’t be your mama
G
Not unless you give up on the trinkets and toffee
A
Not unless you let go the lie - f

C#m
For something that Microsoft
F#
Aint’ got no solution for
B
Though I’m sure that they’re working on it now
E

A-A-A-A G-G

A
She aint got the time
G
And neither does anyone
E
To read a book or think about the world past her head
G
That’s why she’s got to finish those slides…
B-B-B-BG-G-(2x)
A-A-A-A-F#-F#-
G-G-G-G-G-G-G
A-A-A-A-A-A-A
B riffage out…
Track Name: You Want A Man
YOU WANT A MAN

G Am
You want a man
C F G
I understand all that
G Am
Someone to be around
C F G
For All the little stuff
G
And it’s all little
C Asus
From 30,000 feet my dear

F G
I see you but you don’t see me

G
And it’s all over
C A sus 2
The life we wanted is out for rent
F G
They got me but they haven’t got you yet

C
I need another lifetime
E
To get the good from the one I got
F G
I’m sorry honey but the overtime is already gone
C
I need another day
E F
To get the feeling, back in my arms, in my legs and my heart and my head
G
Oh you know that I’m hoping Hard I aint already dead

C - A Dm - G
La la la - la la la la la la la – la la la la- la da da (2X)

A
And it’s all little
D Bsus
From thirty thousand feet my dear
Track Name: Sales Figure
SALES FIGURE

(G-C roll on strings 5-6)
I lost my old job F-F!
(G-C bit)
Thank fucking god F-F!

G-C
But it Started a tailspin F-F!
G-C
I ain’t yet recovered from
C-F G
And now I sing for my supper
F G
Haven’t even told my mother
F G
That I’ve become just another
Am C G
Sales.... figure.......

F –F! / G-C / F –F! (instrumental measure)

G-C
The don’t call it cold F-F!
G
...calling for nothing F-F!
G-C
If you’re out of the office F-F!
G-C
I’m still in your in-box
C-F G
And how I sing for my supper
F G
Shaming my dutiful brother
F G
He’s shaking hands with Colin Powell
Am C G
And I am just a sales....figure

(bridge)

C
One of the men I met on this ride
G
Old neighborhood Tom
F
Stands about four-nine
G
I love the guy

F
One night in Orlando, we sang the blues
G
to nobody
C
Drunk like a dog
F
I closed my eyes
G
He was Mel Torme

E F
Mamas -- don’t let your babies go outside at all

G F
Or the worst could befall them
G F C
Hit on, by a sales....man

F-F! G-C

G-C
My masters degree F-F!
G-C
In my own poetry F-F!
G-C
Aint getting it done for me

C-F G
So I remain a sales figure

E C
Until my work is done
Track Name: Everybody Wants A Piece of You
EVERYBODY WANTS A PIECE OF YOU

E F#m7 B7 A7
everybody wants a piece of you do you want it too?
E F#m7 B7 A7
to be broken up decentralized unauthorized
F# A E (blues riff)
There’s a forgery, so beautiful of you
F# A B(and riff on it)
Doing all the things you always do
E F#m7 B7 A7
aint it wonderful ? when all your little pieces are blown away?
E F#m7 B7 A7
and your free to fall, to not be there at all ?
F# A
your hands are mittens your tongue is stuck in low
F# A B
you seem to move but its only your shadow ow
E Eadd7 A
It no little wonder...you’re feeling...outta sync...
E A
Take five minutes somewhere Ahhh baby let’s think
D(barre) A
Let’s at least put a date on the calendar...
Eadd7 (up on fret 9 there)
Maybe next week?
A Bm7 E D7
Everybody wants a piece of your mind and all of your body
A Bm7 E D7
and you wouldn’t mind it much if they weren’t so grabby about it
B D
because we’re all so god damn eager to give our limbs away
B D A
people are lining up everywhere to die, eight hours a day

F A D G (at neck)
And nobody really planned it out this way Who in their right mind would?
G (at third fret) C B
Who in their right mind could?
E Eadd7 A
And it’s no little wonder...you’re feeling...outta sync...
E A
Take five minutes somewhere Ahhh baby let’s think
D A
Let’s at least put a date on the calendar...
Eadd7 (up on fret 9 there)
Maybe next week?
E F#m7 B7 A7
everybody wants a piece of you do you want it too?
E F#m7 B7 A7 E
to be broken up decentralized unauthorized
Track Name: Terrible To Do List
TERRIBLE TO-DO LIST

(D) On my terrible to do list
(A ) I got (G) trouble Comin Every (D) day

(D) On my soul killing schedule
(A) I got (G) trouble comin every (D) day

D7 G
You say you got more than you can handle
A7 D
I got more than I can say

D7 G
You say life’s more than a paycheck
A7 D
Show me to which god I should pray?

Em
On-a-Monday morning
I’m helping some bank
A
Give it to the people in every way

F#
I got focus groups on Tuesday
G
Focus groups on Wednesday
A
Focus groups on Thursday
A
Then I get a chance to drink it off….

(D) On my terrible to do list
(A) I got (G) trouble Comin Every (D) day

(D) On my soul killing schedule
(A) I got (G) trouble comin every (D) day

(bridge)

D7 G
My Outlook’s bleak for the week

A7 D
No chance for inheritance by the meek
D7 G
Just when I’m turning the other cheek
A7
Some corporate marketing chick is
D
starting to freak

G7
I guess there’s some problem with the
D
copy
G7
She’s staring me down like I killed her
D
dog
A
We missed on the brand promise,
G7
And there’s no doubting, Thomas
D A
Someone’s head is gonna have to roll

D
On my, terrible to do list
(A ) I got (G) trouble Comin

Every

(D) day
Track Name: Rejection In Blue
REJECTION IN BLUE

A G# E
it was the best rejection she’d ever received
A G# E
it made her feel like she belonged
A G# E
to something bigger and brighter that she’d
G F# E
..known all along

A G# B - A F# G E (hold)

A G# E
it was the most encouraging note
she’d ever seen
A G# E
from people at that height
B A E
her sweat and blood had earned the blue ink
G F# E
stained with tears, now she cried

D A E
a cry she felt she’d earned and so enjoyed
D A E
cause maybe some day soon she’d be employed
D E A G D
Using her heart, and her mind
G F# A G# F# G E
Revealing the the soul the world had yet to find

A G# E
she went to camp ostensibly
A G# B
to finely tune her prose
B A
the boys and girls
E
all noticed her then
G F# E
the eyes the skin the nose

D A E
but these ones said they liked her stories too
D E
they could see inside her heart
F#m A
through her eyes… of blue

A
there was one
F#m E
she decided that she loved
A F#m
he seemed to really know
E
who she was

F#m B
and though, she knew
D
That was fiction too
A
she gave him
F#m E
the tender scene he sought

D – A -E
D E A G D (apreggite the D)

A G# E
…it was the best rejection she’d ever received
A G# B
…the best rejection she’d ever received
A G# E
...the best rejection shed ever received

G F# E

D A
She thinks about him sometimes when she
E
types
D A
Early in the morning late at
E
night

D E A G D
Pouring out her heart and her mind
Track Name: Wings Are Heavy
MY WINGS ARE HEAVY (BUT I THINK WE CAN MAKE IT TO THE SUN)

A
All the things we want, to be,
Em
And all the things we want, to have, compete
A
And when they’re done, there’s just,defeat -- for you and me,
Em
Oh baby don’t you see?
G A
It’s time to let go...
G A
Jump off the cardboard boxes we been standing
G A
On.... for so long...
C G
My wings are heavy but -- I think we can make it to the

A
Sun ....a sphere, that pale old orb of heat and
Em
Fear, they took away our shady tree
A
and we’ve been sweating here
Em
Beneath the fist of some other body’s heaven
G A
I blame me
G A
I blame everything I think I need
G A
Time to let go
C G
Close our eyes and descend from the roofing to the

A
Sea...a deeper green than we have ever
Em
seen before -- it’s swallowing
A
the difference between
Em
and making everything so sparkling clean,


G A
and aus tere
G
Just like the good old days
A
Before we got here
G A
My -- my dear
C G
My wings are heavy but I think
We can make it through the

sun....(instrumental verse)

End on:

C G
My wings are heavy but I think
We can make it through the
A
sun....
Track Name: 700 Miles
700 MILES

D-Bm
She’s learning the sidewalks
A-G bounce
of a strange Town where she don’t know the faces

D-Bm
Her husband just took
A-G
a new job In the corporate park on the green hills

Em
up above town
Em-addG
700 hundred miles from their home
A-Em (2x)
G- A
and she don’t know if she can
D E G --
take another hour of this

A(2 measures)

D Bm
her baby is crying
A G A
cause she knows that the world is cruel
G
and indifferent
D Bm
and mother and dad
A G
miss their peanut so much
A G
that they can’t even say it
Em
on the phone
Em (add 7th)
700 miles away

A- Em (2x)

G A
and she know it isn’t right
D E G
to think so much about going back

A(two meausres)


Bm E
and all the restaurants are lousy
Bm
they give you that carnation stuff not
E
cream
Bm
the BestBuys and the Targets are un-
E
ending
G
she didn’t know
A
she was living the american
D
dream
Track Name: Jailhouse Rock
JAILHOUSE ROCK

B & A chords on the verses is the location for a sus4 stones riff (you’ll hear it)
The F# has its own riff pattern too

B
I swore I was letting you down
A F#
You didn’t notice so I’m back in town
B
my pockets wrung inside out
A F#
got my face in the loveable pout
B
I climbed a mountain it seemed
A F#
But now I’m down with the casual jeans

E
So yeah I’m back again
F#
Again I’m back again
A B
and I’m bothered so don’t bother me

E
they made the walls vanilla
F#
it’s makin me a killa
A B
gotta split before they add the whip cream
B
Got the ship full of ladies in drag
A F#
All flying their own black and white flags
B
Not goin down to New Orleans
A F#
Or F-L-A, where they get them high winds
E
Oh yeah I’m back again
F#
It’s me I’m back again
A B
Yes, I’m making my own misery
E
they made the ceilings higher
F#
the guards are set to fire
A B
and their radios are talking to me!!

G#7 E
I been lazy with my life
B
And I’m payin it down
A E
Watching it burn to ground
A E B
So damn lazy with this li –i –i –i ife

A E

Verse

(I verse thru -- Instr with leads)

Verse
B
Number 6 says to number 43
A F#
Then they both say it to me:
B
Hey man I thought they let you go free
A F#
What did you do? Go and lose the key?

E-
I’m back in solitary
F#
They saved my cell for me
A B
-sorry I’m spoken for, don’t talk to me

E
they made the walls vanilla
F#
it’s makin me a killa
A B
gotta split before they’re inking my dreams

G#7 E
I been lazy with my life
B
And I’m payin it down
A E
Watching it burn to ground
A E B
So damn lazy with this li –i –i –i ife
Track Name: Ides of April
IDES OF APRIL

A-Em-Dsus4–A pattern over:
They terminated me on the ides of April
Patty read the paper -- she was barely able
It made her look better than she ever did
G A
But with guy from HR right there, I kept my feelings hid


A -Em-Dsus4 –A pattern again:
I took the envelope and weaved out the door
Twenty years to the day It shook my shrinking core

G A
Almost as if I didn’t know it myself 19 years before

(chorus)
D A
Ask not for whom The bell tolls
D A
At five and at 9
Bm G
It tolls for all mankind

A-Em-Dsus4 –A pattern again:
I met the welcoming committee at a bar downtown
They said you haven’t died brother don’t you look so down
G A
I drank at two hundred miles per hour for nine innings straight
G A
I didn’t sleep for another week my wife and kids quiet as Saints


D A
Ask not for whom The bell tolls
D A
At five and at 9
Bm G
It tolls for all mankind

A
I got thrown out of my world
G
into the world
D
And the world said
you ain’t ready yet
come back when you’re feelin it
A
Read a little history, get sober on the misery,
D
Christ, you’re such a spoiled kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid

A – Em – D – A (2x)


D A
Ask not for whom The bell tolls
D A
At five and at 9
Bm G
It tolls for all mankind

A Em Dsus4 A
I was born on the ides of April
My eyes unopened but the body ......able