Middle of The Night at The Inn

lyrics by Robert Braathe

Henry times 8 is two weeks
Hand in the trash
Tell him to sweep the bushes
Fishing is nice especially around the two creeks
Hard drive gonna crash
Cash and coins found in the cushions

Melodies made in the mirror
Flatliners played in the theater
Crumple up a paper
Put Fats Domino on repeat play it for two weeks
Gotta save up the cash
Primitive makes compound all the pushing

Monopoly can make it a syndrome
Maimonedes gave you the wisdom
Sit upon a spoon
Cramp into a beemer drive on up to the beach
Grow yourself a stash
But watch the lip biters they’re confusing

Remedies made in a basement
Charities chasing the pavement
Corn on the barbie
Grills nice next to zucchini and roughage
Big numbers on the dash
Get the radar man to cry with some musings

 

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Set You Free (It’s Heavenly)

​lyrics by Robert Braathe

My love is in San Francisco
I don’t think that’s she into disco
But she’s far away from the days of Albany

My soul is in Upstate New York
Where there’s a tree at every fork
When I’m miles away I think of you and me
My mind is in Massachusetts
Where my life isn’t so ruthless
And my time away is enough for me to be
The man who’ll be the one to set you free
Her hair shines through the hues
On boulevards and avenues
That are numbered from 1 to 183
Her eyes are full of muses
Her soul is free of bruises
She knows just where to find some company
Her life is extraordinary
Her time is not ordinary
She knows she can live her dreams past 33
With the man who will be the one to set her free
I know my mind is wandering
But my heart is never pondering
About the way she feels (it’s heavenly)
I know my soul is fonder
Of the girl who lives so yonder
Not afraid of making deals (it’s heavenly)
Her life is extraordinary
Her time is not ordinary
She knows she can live her dreams past 33
With the man who will be the one to set her free
My mind is in Massachusetts
Where my life isn’t so ruthless
And my time away is enough for me to be
The man who’ll be the one to set you free
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Month in A Day by Fresh Oil and Chips

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, Music and Vocals by Brian Huff

When I’m beside you I make it a dance
It’s a comfort inside you when you give me that glance
Leave it behind you won’t you give it a chance
What’s ailing inside you won’t leave if you prance

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take all the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

A crease in the inseam made you throw out those pants
I cease to remind you about that summer in France
Come on beside me, let us take us a chance
And roll down the windows and face circumstance

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

When we hit the 40 and we drive over 70
You’ll pray to the Lordy and believe in him plenty

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

Taking the highway
Making it my way
I love to provide you with a month in a day
Wishing it sideways
As we take all the byways
I love to provide you with a month in a day

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Barrels Roll by Robert Braathe

Lyrics by Robert Braathe – Music and vocals TBD

Her barrels roll
It takes a toll
Feed your holy soul
Rock your role

Take a fancy dance
Here is your chance
Make a local glance
In a trance

Genesee is cooling
Maybe for refueling
Keep your eye on schooling
When you’re fooling

You feel your side when you’re agreeing
You see the ride when you’re foreseeing

When the barrels roll
It can take a toll
Feed your holy soul
Rock your role

Put on both of your rants
Wear a t and some pants
You’ll be finding the grants
In the plants

Plenty to see on the neon
Fill the AC with freon
Tonight Show you will be on
One thing we agree on

You feel your side when you’re agreeing
You see the ride when you’re foreseeing

When her barrels roll
Don’t let it take a toll
When the barrels roll
You’ll be high on the knoll

When the barrels roll
It can take a toll
When her barrels roll
Time to play with her soul

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Prototype by Fresh Oil and Chips

Lyrics by Robert Braathe, music and vocals by Brian Huff

I saw it on that ride to the station
Your face and mine in every nation
I know it now after the things I’ve been feeling
With what is there I don’t see any ceiling

You’re my prototype
You got that body type
And the brain yeah the brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You know the smile I want it within you
You see it in the face of the girls that I’m into
She could be your sister with her farm and her sass
But there’s no one like you who can charm with your class

You are my prototype you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood the mood that makes anyone good

You’re nerdy and you’re flirty with the way that you mingle
I like the way you smile and your eyes start to tingle
You bewitch me when others seem bitchy
And tattoo me when others see through me

You are my prototype
you got that body type
And the brain yeah your brain and the bold that I like
I like your attitude around ineptitude
You’ve the got the mood yeah the mood that makes anyone good

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The Right Friend – Lyrics by Robert Braathe


© 2017 – Lyrics by Robert Braathe

You met two ladies out on the hustle
They are looking kinda sexy and make your heart feel like a muscle
Before you go make up your mind on who you are choosing
You better decide whose winning and whose losing

If you want to feel happy in the end
Be sure you end the night with the right friend
They may both look like they want you to take em to bed
But if you pick the wrong one your face will be turning red
If you are thinking about a message to send
Make sure the rose and it goes right to the right friend

Their were a couple Aussies who made me feel saucy
Their attitude was good and their smile was solid
I went through the summer chasing one of them away
When if I picked up on the other she’d be mine today

If you want to feel happy in the end
Be sure you end the night with the right friend
They may both look like they want you to take em to bed
But if you pick the wrong one your face will be turning red
If you are thinking about a message to send
Make sure the rose and it goes right to the right friend

I remember them Beauties from just outside of Portland
And the cousins from the southern part of the place that is northern
Those sisters without misters who I saw down on the shore
The girl and her sister in the city by that store
If I made the right decisions with out the wrong vision
Who knows if I’d have met you and your sunny disposition

If you want to feel happy in the end
Be sure you end the night with the right friend
They may both look like they want you to take em to bed
But if you pick the wrong one your face will be turning red
If you are thinking about a message to send
Make sure the rose and it goes right to the right friend

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Moments That Show You Why – Lyrics by Robert Braathe

© 2017 – Lyrics by Robert Braathe​

The look on her face when you asked her to junior prom
The cook at that place when you celebrated your mom
The book that you aced when your studied with Tom

I know when I read about what makes us tick
I go through the needs of the healthy and sick
They say the day you are born is the day that you fly
But it’s not just that day it’s all the moments that show you why

The strange and the true that happen to stay
The range of the blue in the sky on each day
The praise within you that you are willing to say

I know when I read about what makes us tick
I go through the needs of the healthy and sick
They say the day you are born is the day that you fly
But it’s not just that day it’s all the moments that show you why

The feel of a hand on your shoulder or mine
The steel of the can in Boulder at Dine
The real of the man who put his fortunes in time

I know when I read about what makes us tick
I go through the needs of the healthy and sick
They say the day you are born is the day that you fly
But it’s not just that day it’s all the moments that show you why

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