Videos by Joe Abrams from Seattle. Muse-ician, Songwriter, Soundmaker, Multi-Instrumentalist, Recording Artist, Publisher, Collaborator.
a rough partially improv lyric. goose's arm..
"Bacalee Bacalau" • MACAW
Bacalee, Bacalau. You're the only one. You keep me hanging on. When times is oh so bad. You keep me, hanging on. I don't feel so crazy. For sleeping in all day. I don't even notice, that you're laughing at me. I'm in a world of hurt, I'm slipping away. Do you miss me, when I've gone away? Bacalee, Bacalau. You're the only one. You keep me hanging on. When times is oh so bad. You keep me, hanging on. Clowning around again. Pushing my buttons. Going for a drive by, from Newark to New York City. Running' all the same, keep pushing' away. While you listen, so softly. So you can beat me up. Don't beat me down. So you can beat me up. Don't beat me down. I don't feel so crazy. For sleeping in all day. Saying things you don't mean. Really pissing on me. You tried to tell me. But it fell on deaf ears. Tried to warn me, But I could not hear. Now, you're the only one. You keep me hanging on. When times is oh so bad. Bacalee, Bacalau. You're the one for me. Bacalee, Bacalau. When times is oh so bad. You keep me hanging on. When times is oh so tough. You keep me hanging on. When times is oh so bad. You keep me hanging on. ©1995 J. Abrams
"2nd Opinion" • MACAW
I need a second opinion I need a lethal injection Something to calm my nerves Keep my mind from wandering Don’t you think you’ve got the cure? Got me running, lord you’re satisfied But then you can’t look me, right between the eyes I need a second opinion I need a doctors inspection Something to cure my ills Stop my mind from wandering Don’t you say you might be the cure? Got me running, lord you’re satisfied But then you can’t look me, right between the eyes The things that don’t do you no harm Or do you no good Why you asking. Why the hell I should get a 2nd Opinion I need a second opinion I need a lethal injection Something to calm my nerves Keep my mind from wandering Don’t you think you’ve got the cure? Got me running, lord you’re satisfied But then you can’t look me, right between the eyes The things that don’t do you no harm Or do you no good Why you keep asking. Why the hell I should get a 2nd Opinion I need a Second Opinion (repeat) ©1998 J. Abrams
"While I Bleed"
So you, you promised me, words don't mean a thing. And likely, likely it seems, you may never change. Meet me by the street light, catchin' up on old times. Now you leave me there, no better for the wear. You're just a Dirty Old Joker You're not a King or a Queen Sad distant drummer While I bleed I know the revolving door, turns out anything. Walking through or passing, by doesn't mean a thing. I felt the tension and chill and the ignorance I felt you break my heart, - that's why I got two. You're just a Dirty Old Joker You're not a King or a Queen Sad distant drummer While I bleed. While I Bleed While I Bleed While I'm Bleeding, yea.... So you promised me, promised me your booze. These words, I cannot deny, have left me the Fool. Lost years over glasses of beer, Now it's wakeup time. You're just a Dirty Old Joker Who's spent a night in the armor Sad distant drummer While I Bleed ©1992 J. Abrams
"Ghost Train" • MACAW
Steel wheels are rolling from dark to daylight. And no one on board is getting off this ride. Well were driving all day and were driving all night. And your never getting off unless you jump for your life. Lord your taking me away On this unknown highway And I just can't stop this ride. Riding on this Ghost Train. Coal fuels the engine were rolling down the tracks. Faster around the bend, blowing his smoky stack. There ain't no conductor and there ain't no crew. First they take your ticket, then they take you for a fool, On this Ghost Train. Lord your driving me away Never ending slow pain Ya just can't stop this ride. Drinking on this Ghost Train. The ringing bell chimes, we cross the state line. Customs at the border, smash right through their gates. No one at the wheel, the caboose or the engine. Mad train is coming, you'd better run you'd better hide From this Ghost Train Drive me away. From this slow pain. Riding on this Ghost Train Cutting through a mountain range, Drifting across the darkest day, Never wanna see your face, Might not even ever wake, If you wake you're all alone, And never ever going home. Riding on this Ghost Train. ©1992 J. Abrams
"One & One" • MACAW
You say you feel nothing And so you feel pain But how can you distinguish What does remain I call you out And you say your name I hear your Love I hear it in saying It’s just an illusion That keeps you from me One & One, One & One I see you’ve been crying Been hiding for years Roll back your fears Roll back your tears You say you’ve been high You say you’ve been low C’mon now baby just let it all go It’s just an illusion To keep me from you One & One Come on get yourself some Of this deep groove and it’s you Baby I’m talking to you One & One I say, you’ve been laughing at me. I’ve been laughing at you. You say you’ve been fine. You say you’ve been screwed. There’s nothing to say. It’s all been done before. C’mon now baby open the door. It’s just an illusion, For you. I said, One & One… Come on get yourself some Of this deep grove that’s true. C’mon baby I’m talking to you. We make One, and One. One and One. ©2004 J. Abrams
"Ruthless" • MACAW
Ruth you're gone. I can't carry on. Knowing that, I was wrong. The truth may be locked away for good. Forever. Misunderstood. How could I possibly known? You know what I'd have done for you. Knowing that.., I should of tried to been your one and only friend. Your only man. But you don't understand. What happened to you, ain't nearly as bad as the thought. That you left us here, without a word. But oh, it doesn't really matter babe. Cause you're beautiful. In everything you said. In everything you said. You're beautiful, And now you're gone, Everything you said Oh, doesn't really matter babe. Cause you're beautiful. In everything you said. ©1993 J. Abrams
"Ashes On Black" • MACAW
Maybe I think too much. Maybe I'm just out of touch. Maybe a little reasoning. You say it'd make me see, Well all I see is... Ashes On Black Dream out loud. Open up your mind and mouth. You're very proud. Scream at me. Still I don't ever seem to see, That I've been blind. And you thought you'd never find, no peace of mind. And time's run out. Better squeem your way right out, into Ashes On Black Feeling bad? Don't you know that everyone, feels just like that. And this whole damn mess, ah shit, Well it's all my fault, you'd better bet. How many times, do I have to really lie? To get away, with the murder trial on my hands Well there's nothing right and nothing wrong with... Ashes On Black All I want (tear/rip it up man), is just a little more of your respect. Before you kick, this old shipwreck. I'm begging you, yeah. Better stop thinking bout, all that we cannot do. And release my soul from this prison hell. Take the padlocks off, and let the paint dry Ashes On Black ©1998 J. Abrams
Smashed Up & Tattered "I don't play covers" version of "SHATTERED" live Xmas 2013 at Joe's Underground at Bernards (Hotel Seattle). Joe Abrams
"It's Your Life"
"Say you feel haunted, Say you feel blind. Say that your laughing, when really you’re crying. One door is open. One door is for you. Ain’t Santa's elves coming to? Try. Try. Baby how you try. How you try.. Take you for nothing, Take you for granted. Or maybe you just made the whole thing up, right in your head. Where’s freedom lie? Out beyond. Well the thing that you wanted. The things that you want. Lies. Lies. Baby these are lies. Life. Life. Baby that’s just life. That's just life. Down Underground. Down beneath beneath. Baby someone’s always telling you to practice what you preach. Start living the life you want. Walk away from it all. They’ll be a million of us next to you. Wanting to crawl. Life. Life. Baby it’s your life. Life, life.. Baby it’s your life." ©2012 j. abrams Live and heavily improvised at Bernards at The Hotel Seattle. Christmas 2013.