FORTY-SOMETHING YEARS LATER, RUSTY'S 1980s-ERA HOUSTON ROCK BAND EMERGES FROM THE DARK!
The Unreasonables is a compilation of demos recorded by Rusty Reid and mates between 1978-1982.
RUSTY'S NOTES:
After a few years as a band member, in the late 1970s I wanted to get back to my original vision of myself as a solo artist. I just needed a crack ensemble of players to make it happen. That was easier imagined than bringing to fruition.
Houston's musical landscape as the Seventies closed and Eighties began was fragmented into its lounge, party, country, blues, R&B, TexMex, dance, singer-songwriter, rock, punk nodes. As with most local music scenes, there was a lot of derivative copying of successful acts. When MTV launched in the summer of 1981, the pop-rock-punk-New Wave field got even worse in that regard. It was into this niche that I wanted to play, and likely only escaped fully plunging into copycat territory myself through the freedom I allowed bandmates to add their individual stamp to the songs. The problem all along was me. I was all over the map in terms of what I wanted it to sound like. We never actually achieved the sound I had in my head for these songs. I wanted a steady keyboard player and some harmony singers. The Universe said, "Nope and nope!" So guitars and more guitars it was.
Given that there was virtually no money to be gained in joining the project, it is rather remarkable that we did somehow gather an ensemble of crack players (including a few who would go on to some notoriety... see notes below) and bumble into a sound all our own. Hopefully the skill and spirit of the individual players comes through on these comparatively crude recordings, as they each succeed in making the songs theirs, as well as ours.
Alas, innately, the Unreasonables became a revolving door of players coming in and going out. Actual paying gigs awaited their departure, so it was disband and regroup over and over again.
The original idea for these recordings was to consider them demos, get signed to a record deal, and re-record them. Yeah, that didn't happen. This batch of songs is in chronological order of recording, following the evolution of the band. This is the "sound" we came up with. These recordings are very close to live performances. We did a couple of takes, and that was that. The seven songs on this album with the David Turner, Brent Waters and Ed Martinson lineup are part of a batch of sixteen songs we recorded in two days! Of the nine other songs from that batch, four ("Oh Well, "No Deposit, No Return," "Too Many Poor," "My Troubles Have Just Begun") appear in re-recorded form on other of my albums.
In late 1982, I made the decision to return to Los Angeles, and folded up the Unreasonables. We had fun, but had not accomplished much to speak of. We played around a bit, but weren't one of the popular bands in Houston. We didn't have many fans. We didn't release any records. We didn't get signed to a record deal. We did do a lot of recording, always in a tiny studio that we could afford, but I was rarely completely satisfied with the recordings. The Unreasonables had not achieved the goals I was shooting for.
Before I left for L.A., I reunited the last version of the Unreasonables to record a final ten songs in a couple of days. These sessions were our best. We had finally made the jump up to 24 tracks. When I released my first album, "NWXSW" in 2001, I selected four of those recordings ("Miss Independent," "If You Were Me," "That's the Thing About That," and "I Want to Believe") to include, and re-recorded two other Unreasonables songs, "Hot as a Pistol" and "Hurricane," which are included here in their original form. The rest of the Unreasonables recordings were stashed away, all but forgotten.
Many decades later, I heard from some former bandmates. It was cool but unexpected when they recounted the good times we had, and proclaimed their love for some of those songs. "What happened to those recordings?" they wanted to know. So I went digging through my jungle of boxes to find them. I wasn't expecting to find anything worthwhile, remembering them as too subpar in recording quality to be releaseable. But after having the old master multi-track tapes digitized and imported into my home studio, I was pleasantly surprised. True, the recordings aren't Electric Ladyland quality, but they were workable. In bringing them back to life, I realized we were better than I recalled!
After all these years, I can listen with fresh ears, and at long last appreciate what we had. I remember worrying back in the day that we weren't "polished" enough. That's for sure, but now I can dig the almost primal rawness of this little band. This is a snapshot in time. There is little hint lyrically and thematically of where I would venture with my songwriting. Here it's all about emotional, carnal relationships and nothing else, some of it autobiographical, most of it entirely imagined (no, I was never "rough" with a partner... the world just rhymes with "enough"). So this is a collection about new love, lost love, tough love, tender love, tame love, wild love, forbidden love, fake love, real love. I'm happy the last song we recorded turned out as an anthem for that elusive really great romance. After all the ups and downs this theoretical, clearly clueless, often unreasonable, guy has gone through, in the end he finds true love. Yay!
The Unreasonables had no financial backers, no press agent, no hangers-on, no producer guru, no posh studio, no real plan. It was just us, me and a handful of other Houston lads, thrashing away at quirky songs destined to never go anywhere. But what do you know? Once upon a time in Houston, there was a rock and roll band. And through the miracles of technology, out of the vault of time they rise and ride again.
Special thanks to all the bandmates and Magic Rat Studio. You made me sound good. Wherever in the world you are, I hope you are well and happy. I have the fondest memories of our too short time together.
If you'd like to hear more Unreasonables, check out my first album, "NWXSW," for the tracks "If You Were Me," "That's the Thing about That," "Miss Independent" and "I Want to Believe," all recorded in Houston with the final band of Unreasonables.
"This song ["Attitude Change"] is GREAT...!!! I TRULY enjoyed it. It's 'telling it like it is'...!!! The writing, arranging, performance and engineering on this are Stellar... Thanks so much for all of this..., and most of all for sharing this with the world at large... Thank you Rusty."
-- Richard Gleichmann
LYRICS/NOTES
HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby I know what you're here for
You're comin' around to see me.
Baby I know what you're here for
You're comin' around to see me.
Cause my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Yeah, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
For you.
Alright, baby come over
I love the things you do
I can hardly stay off that trigger
Knowin' you love me, too
Cause my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
For you.
I know you're lovin' me the best you can
Even though our time is short
Sometimes you give me all that I can stand
Still I can't help wantin'
More and more and more.
Baby I know what you're here for
you're comin' around to see me.
Yeah, baby I know what you're here for
You're comin' around to see me.
Cause my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
Baby, my love's HOT AS A PISTOL
For you.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Steven Beasley - electric guitar, slide guitar, background vocals (yes, the outstanding instrumentalist and singer-songwriter)
Roger Tauz - bass (yes, the brilliant bassist and studio whiz still active in the Houston scene today)
Billy Block - drums (yes, the fabulous drummer and showman who would go on to success in L.A. and Nashville)
HURRICANE
I fell in love with a HURRICANE
I saw it in her eyes
They didn't have time to warn me
And I took such a fall
I can't be the same
I slowly realize
I'm just where she wants me
Whoa, baby, save some fury for me
Come closer, blow harder for me
Cause you're a HURRICANE
And I'm a ship in your sea.
She knocked me out, and I fell in line
Captive in her charms
They didn't have time to warn me
And I ride out the storm
Intertwined in cloudy, swirling arms
That's just where she wants me.
Whoa, baby, save some fury for me
Come closer, blow harder for me
Cause you're a HURRICANE
And I'm a ship in your sea
I'm a ship in your sea.
There's no hope of escaping
It's all around, below and above
But who wants to keep from spawning
A tidal wave of love.
I fell in love with a HURRICANE
I saw it in her eyes
They didn't have time to warn me
And I took such a fall
I can't be the same
I slowly realize
I'm just where she wants me.
Whoa, baby, save some fury for me
Come closer, blow harder for me
Cause you're a HURRICANE
And I'm a ship in your sea
I'm a ship in your sea
I'm a ship in your sea.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar (yes, the world-class guitarist extraordinaire and singer-songwriter who would go on to cool things in Austin)
Steven Beasley - electric guitar
Roger Tauz - bass
Billy Block - drums
CROSSFIRE
I want your company
And I want to stay this free
Guess I want my cup of tea
And lady too
Don't want your sufferage
But I want my luggage
To stay packed up tight
And ready to move
You say, that you could adore me
What good does it do for me
I'm still, I'm still...
Caught in a CROSSFIRE
Caught in a CROSSFIRE
Caught in a CROSSFIRE
Ooh
Let's say I love you
Does that mean I have to
Surrender my resolve
To stay insane
But then it's clearer
I can't say it's dearer
Lovin' you, lyin' here
So safe, so plain
You say, that you could adore me
What good does it do for me
I'm still, I'm still...
Caught in a CROSSFIRE
Baby I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Baby I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Baby I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Oh...
These changes sure can
Tear a man away.
Yeah...
Caught in a CROSSFIRE
Oh, I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Baby I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Baby I'm caught in a CROSSFIRE
Oh...yeah.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
Steven Beasley - electric guitar
Roger Tauz - bass
Billy Block - drums
COLDHEARTED
You're COLDHEARTED and you know what you've done
You took us both for a ride
There's no excuse, so don't be looking for one
Just face it, you lied.
You told me that you love me so much it hurt
And there were tears in your eyes
Now I see you're only vaguely concerned
If that's the way it is, fine.
You're COLDHEARTED and I don't have to take it
No reason to stay
You're COLDHEARTED, if that's the way you want it
COLDHEARTED, get away, get away, get away.
You're COLDHEARTED and you know what you've done
You took us both for a ride
There's no excuse, so don't be looking for one
Just face it, you lied, you lied
And...
You're COLDHEARTED and I don't have to take it
No reason to stay
You're COLDHEARTED, if that's the way you want it
COLDHEARTED, get away, get away, get away.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
Jack Saunders - bass (yes, one of Houston's old guard troubadors and studio wizards)
Rick Richards - drums
IMPATIENT
Been waitin' all day for that sun to get back in its bed
Hocked my imagination, now I can't get you out of my head
I'm IMPATIENT
And you know it's the truth
So IMPATIENT
Runnin' out of my shoes
I'm IMPATIENT
Dyin' to get to you.
Sittin' by a window, I've got the first star in my sight
My Passion is waiting, it's going to fill you up tonight.
I'm IMPATIENT
And you know it's the truth
So IMPATIENT
Runnin' out of my shoes
I'm IMPATIENT
Dyin' to get to you.
I'd be happy to leave this all behind
Take our love and move on down the line, baby
Seems like a crime
That we have so little time.
Now my shadow is growing faint on the wall
Darkness is here, it won't be long after all.
I'm IMPATIENT
And you know it's the truth
So IMPATIENT
Runnin' out of my shoes
I'm IMPATIENT
Dyin' to get to you.
I'm IMPATIENT
And you know it's the truth
So IMPATIENT
Runnin' out of my shoes
I'm IMPATIENT
Dyin' to get to you.
Whoa, I'm dyin' to get to you.
Whoa, I'm dyin' to get to you.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
Frank Jones - bass
Fred Drake - drums (yes, of Rancho de la Luna fame)
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
I've tried anything and everything
I just can't see a way
We two can stay together any longer
I know all about you, you have told me
I must have pegged you wrong
When you have been gone
My heart did not grow fonder.
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who wants me for awhile
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who doesn't mind my style
I haven't found her yet
But I've only just begun
But I do know this,
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE.
I wouldn't say we've ripped it up
With hot and wild desire
I'd be a liar if I should say I love you
Disinterest has found a home with us
And never going to go
You and I know,
It isn't lost, it's through.
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who wants me for awhile
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who doesn't mind my style
I haven't found her yet
But I've only just begun
I do know this,
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE.
I never meant to lead you on
Or take you for a ride
A false alarm love can sometimes seem so true
Our distant fires are calling us
To come back home, again
It's just lessons learned
It's not sad, it's not cruel
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who wants me for awhile
One of these days I'll find me a lady
Who doesn't mind my style
I haven't found her yet
But I've only just begun
But I do know this,
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE.
I haven't found her yet
But I've only just begun
I do know this,
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE, baby
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE for me
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE I need
YOU'RE NOT THE ONE, no
YOU'RE NOT...
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
Frank Jones - bass
Fred Drake - drums
SHOCK ME
You're so good, it's shocking
Just like you said
I'm trembling and shaking
Just like you planned.
Hey...
Do you think that we should, baby
I can't believe you're so good, baby
Do you think that you could...
SHOCK ME again.
I shiver and shudder
When you take my hand
Stutter and stammer
Just like you planned
Do you think we should, baby
I can't believe you're so good, baby
Do you think that you could...
SHOCK ME again.
Use me, lie on me
Send me through your fire
Lose me, come with me
Electrified desire
Do you think that we should, baby
I can't believe you're so good, baby
Do you think that you could...
SHOCK ME again.
Do you think that we should, baby
I can't believe you're so good, baby
Do you think that you could...
SHOCK ME again.
I want to know
Do you think that we should, baby
I can't believe you're so good, baby
Do you think that you could...
SHOCK ME again.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
EXCUSES
I deserve a lot of love
And I'm not gettin' it
I'm entitled to my turn
And I'm not gettin' it.
I know, you're diggin' around
Lookin' for more, making up more EXCUSES
Don't give me EXCUSES
You don't need EXCUSES
If you want out...
Get out!
I want a lot more of your time
But you're not givin' it
I want to make love to you
But you're not givin' it.
I know, you're diggin' around
Lookin' for more, making up more EXCUSES
Don't give me EXCUSES
You don't need EXCUSES
If you want out...
Get out!
Take a look at this situation
If I'm making you do, what you don't want to do
Take your love, and go home.
I don't mind you playin' with me
But I'm not feelin' it.
I don't care if you come or leave
Cause I'm not feelin' it.
I know, you're diggin' around
Lookin' for more, making up more EXCUSES
Don't give me EXCUSES
You don't need EXCUSES
No, don't give me EXCUSES
You don't need EXCUSES
No, no, no don't give me EXCUSES
No, you don't need EXCUSES
If you want out...
Get out!
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
It doesn't matter now,
So why do you keep talkin' about
So I mistreated you,
Stay, go, do something about it.
I just can't take anymore of this
Cry, cry, cry
So it's been a rocky road
Maybe I came across too rough,
But ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
It doesn't matter now,
So why do your friends bother to hate me
It seems so useless, baby
It's just a pain, you're not going to shake me, no
I just can't take anymore of this
Cry, cry, cry
So it's been a rocky road
Maybe I came across too rough,
But ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
Remember I said I'd protect you
Remember you melted in my arms
Remember them to tonight
Don't go..
On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on, yeah, yeah.
It doesn't matter now,
Who believes whose side of the story
I'm just indifferent to
Your love, your touch, your worry, yeah
I just can't take anymore of this
Cry, cry, cry
So it's been a rocky road
Maybe I came across too rough,
But ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, yeah baby
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
PIECE OF THE ACTION
I saw you standing in the corner
They party was nearly over
I remember thinking at that time
I could make you mine
And get a...
PIECE OF THE ACTION
Turn my dissatisfaction, yeah
Into a transaction of love.
Your dress revealed you soft and lonely
Of all the cast, the one and only
You should have known that I would get to you
Cause you want it, too, a...
PIECE OF THE ACTION
Turn my dissatisfaction, yeah
Into a transaction of love.
Didn't I say, it would be alright
Didn't you say, you could all night
Oh well, we might.
Well I have found through endless searching
You can't closer when you're touching
I would think that you would know I see
That you're wanting me, and a...
PIECE OF THE ACTION
Turn my dissatisfaction, yeah
Into a transaction of love.
PIECE OF THE ACTION
PIECE OF THE ACTION
PIECE OF THE ACTION
Oh...
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
CALCASIEU SUE
CALCASIEU SUE, what you gonna do
You're gonna leave me blue
Ain't ya, CALCASIEU SUE
I've come a long way just to hear you say
You're here to stay, CALCASIEU SUE
I know I've lied, well I know you've cried
If you leave I'll die, CALCASIEU SUE.
CALCASIEU SUE, what you gonna do, baby
You're gonna leave me blue
Ain't you, CALCASIEU SUE.
Sic it to me, baby.
I know I said a lotta things to hurt you
Don't send back that diamond ring I bought you.
CALCASIEU SUE
This just won't do, no, no, no, no, no.
CALCASIEU SUE, tell me it ain't through
Tell me anything, tell me it ain't true
Well sometimes you win, you can eat the bear
Sometimes you lose, and the bear eats you.
CALCASIEU SUE, what you gonna do, baby
You're gonna leave me blue
Ain't ya, CALCASIEU SUE
I've come a long way just to hear you say
You're here to stay, CALCASIEU SUE
CALCASIEU SUE
CALCASIEU SUE
CALCASIEU SUE.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Rick Poss - electric guitar, slide guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
ONLY RIGHT GIRL
Well I was wrong when I thought
You could only be my friend
I remember sayin', no way
She can't be right for me.
But now I know who you are
You're the ONLY RIGHT GIRL
Now that I know,
I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
Can't love you enough.
It took a lot of nerve for you to
Turn my head around
I remember sayin', hold on
She can't be right for me.
But now I know who you are
You're the ONLY RIGHT GIRL
Now that I know,
I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
Can't love you...
I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
Can't love you enough.
Guess we live and learn
I guess we roll with our mistakes
Oh, who could take your place
If I had lost, if I'd looked right past you.
Now I know who you are
You're the ONLY RIGHT GIRL
Now that I know,
I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
Can't love you...
I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
Can't love you enough.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
David Turner - electric guitar
Brent Waters - bass
Ed Martinson - drums
TRY TO DO THAT TO ME
My best friend went out with you
And he came back with a broken heart
Another friend fell for your lies
One day later he fell apart.
I see you run from the light
I see you cheat in the night
I see you breaking up hearts
like it's never been done
Let's see you...
TRY TO DO THAT TO ME.
I know all about your leading lines
I've heard all about your sexy dress
You go all the way, then you leave 'em behind
You're bad and you're good, but I'm not impressed.
I see you run from the light
I see you cheat in the night
I see you breaking up hearts
like it's never been done
Let's see you...
TRY TO DO THAT TO ME.
You're such a good, such a good, such a good lover
And I see your little green eyes
Are setting their sights on me
Well come ahead, make your bets, maybe I'm better
I'll take your killer heart and break it in ninety pieces
Just for you.
My best friend went out with you
And he came back with a broken heart
Another friend fell for your lies
One day later he fell apart.
I see you run from the light
I see you cheat in the night
I see you run from the light
I see you cheat in the night
I see you breaking up hearts
like it's never been done
Let's see you...
TRY TO DO THAT TO ME.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Ray Hamilton - electric guitar
Kenny Kase - bass
Kenny Umbarger - drums
ATTITUDE CHANGE
I don't like the way you've been treating me, baby
Don't like the food you've been feeding me lately
Seems like you'd rather make love to the TV.
Aye-ee-aye, are you trying or lying
Aye-ee-aye, are you surviving or dying
Aye-ee-aye, you're just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE.
Hey!
Can't seem to shake you out of your night cream
Can't seem to wake you out of your daydream
Seems like you'd rather not even be seen.
Aye-ee-aye, are you trying or lying
Aye-ee-aye, are you surviving or dying
Aye-ee-aye, you're just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE.
Whoa!
Two times two I fell in love
Three times more with you, whoa
I don't have to leave again
But you're making me, making me, making me want to.
Oh yeah.
I don't like the way you've been treating me, baby
Don't like the food you've been feeding me lately
Seems like you'd rather make love to the TV.
Aye-ee-aye, are you trying or lying
Aye-ee-aye, are you surviving or dying
Aye-ee-aye, are you trying or lying
Aye-ee-aye, are you surviving or dying
Aye-ee-aye, you're just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Yeah-ah.
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Ooh-ooh.
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
That's right.
Just about due for an ATTITUDE CHANGE
Ha!
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Ray Hamilton - electric guitar
Kenny Kase - bass
Kenny Umbarger - drums
LET'S JUST TALK
Wait a minute, I don't know
If I want to hold you this way yet
I'm afraid that I don't know if I've
Learned my lines to this play yet
You're coming closer, I'm scared to death
I had to learn the hard way once before
Now you're touching me, what do I do
I don't want to do anything to lose you...
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
Your eyes are searing but they don't show me where
You want my hand to be placed next
My heart is booming, but I hardly dare to look
Will I be kissing your face next.
You're coming closer, I'm scared to death
I had to learn the hard way once before
Now you're touching me, what do I do
I don't want to do anything to lose you...
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
What do I do to stay under control
How can I tell how far you want to go
Sometimes I wish there was an easier way
Why don't you just tell me what I want to know.
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
Wait a minute, I don't know
If I want to hold you this way yet
I'm afraid that I don't know if I've
Learned my lines to this play yet
You're coming closer, I'm scared to death
I had to learn the hard way once before
Now you're touching me, what do I do
I don't want to do anything to lose you, oh
You're coming closer, I'm scared to death
I had to learn the hard way once before
Now you're touching me, what do I do
I don't want to do anything to lose you...
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST TALK
LET'S JUST... TALK
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Ray Hamilton - electric guitar
Kenny Kase - bass
Kenny Umbarger - drums
Jimmy Hammer - keyboard
HOW MUCH MORE
Used to be a good love, right down the middle
Whoa, how things change
Sad to it sinkin' little by little
Ain't this a shame.
Yes, I'm addressing you
Is this distressing you
Well it's distressing me.
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
How many times must I look away
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
From you.
You used to say I made you feel very special
Not now, I guess
We used to be so tight, now we're tragically spatial
Ain't this a mess
Yes, I'm addressing you
Is this distressing you
Well it's distressing me.
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
How many times must I look away
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
From you.
Tell me.
It used to be something
It used to rarified
It used be lovin'
You used to be satisfied with me.
Used to be a good love, right down the middle
Whoa, how things change
Sad to it sinkin' little by little
Ain't this a shame.
Yes, I'm addressing you
Is this distressing you
Well it's distressing me.
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
How many times must I look away
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
From you.
Yeah...
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
How many times must I look away
HOW MUCH MORE can I take
From you.
You, you, you, you!
HOW MUCH MORE!
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Ray Hamilton - electric guitar
Kenny Kase - bass
Kenny Umbarger - drums
Jimmy Hammer - keyboard
EDGE OF THE END
Lightning's getting closer
The wind is growing strong
Still you've held me tighter
It seems like something's wrong.
I can feel a heartbeat missing
Every now and then
I can sense your mood is changing
Do we come now to the EDGE OF THE END.
It hardly seems like two years
Doesn't love fly by
I shiver with the thunder
And try to read your eyes.
I can feel a heartbeat missing
Every now and then
I can sense your mood is changing
Do we come now to the EDGE OF THE END.
Don't turn your eyes away
They've always been so true
Don't hide your feelings from me
I'm just here for you
If you want to love me
You know that I love you.
Rain is coming harder
We'll try to sleep tonight
As if it doesn't matter
Pretend that it's alright.
I can feel a heartbeat missing
Every now and then
I can sense your mood is changing
Do we come now to the EDGE OF THE END
the EDGE OF THE END
the EDGE OF THE END
the EDGE OF THE END.
Rusty - vocals, electric guitar
Ray Hamilton - electric guitar
Kenny Kase - bass
Kenny Umbarger - drums
Rick Plunk - organ
THE WAY SHE DOES ME
Suddenly I feel
There's a blizzard raging deep inside my head
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
Suddenly I see
A rainbow blazing green and blue and red
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
When she's at my side,
I'm a god; I make the sun rise o'er the land
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
She can make me fly
And she can change me with the soft touch of her hand
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
Girl, hold me in your sweetest love forever
That keeps on getting better with every passing day
Girl, bring me in your life and I am living
With all the love you're giving, it cannot fade away
Suddenly I see
That my life is just a flower that she holds
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
The blizzard is for real
But she's here to kiss and keep me from the cold, yeah
That's THE WAY SHE DOES ME
Girl, hold me in your sweetest love forever
That keeps on getting better with every passing day
Girl, bring me in your life and I am living
With all the love you're giving, it cannot fade away
Girl, hold me in your sweetest love forever
That keeps on getting better with every passing day
Girl, bring me in your life and I am living
With all the love you're giving, it cannot fade away
Girl, hold me in your sweetest love forever
That keeps on getting better with every passing day
Girl, bring me in your life and I am living
With all the love you're giving, it cannot fade away
Girl, hold me in your sweetest love forever
Yeah
