BACKDRAFT ALBUM LYRICS

BACKDRAFT Album Collection

(1)She Rocked Rhythm
(2) Passing Lane
(3) Drywall Dust
(4) Pretty Carol
(5) Backdraft
(6) Big Time
(7) Deep In The Heart Of Night
(8) Shovelhead
(9) Hey Yea Yea Yea
(10) Travel Hat






She Rocked Rhythm

 

Aoooooo
Aoooooo
Aoooooo
She rocked rhythm deep

I'd meet her in the morning
On the 545
That ride into the city
Kept us alive
We'd talk politics
And personal pride
She knew what I needed
And I'd feel it

The haze of that time fine summer
Was easy to take
We'd lay by the fire
Cook by the lake
Livin was fun
By the light of the moon
She'd rock me
'Beside that black lagoon

She rocked rhythm
Deep in me
She rocked rhythm
Hypnotize me with her rhythm
That's plain to see
She rocked rhythm
Deep

Aooooooo
Aooooooo
Aooooooo
She rock rhythm deep

Oh I loved that flower girl
She was so damn fine
I tried to find words
To make her stay
But in the end
She had to roam

Many years have past
Since I last rode that train
I've soaked in sunshine
And Swallowed a little rain
Many ask about that girl
And this is what I say
She'll rock in me
Long past my dying day

She rocked rhythm
Deep in me
She rocked rhythm
Hypnotized me with her rhythm
That's plain to see
She rocked rhythm deep
Into me

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Passing Lane

 

Got my leathers
Got my bows
Snakeskin boots on my toes
Crash helmet
On my head
Gunna live before I'm dead,

You can sell all my things
Melt down all my rings
I'm taking control
I'm on a roll
In the passing lane
I'm In the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
And I just wanna pass on you

Ain't no use to jump and shout
Moving is my new game
All the screemin' left no doubt
I'm ain't coming back again
I'm in the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
And I'm just going to pass on you

Solo

Out of here and gone
Into the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
And I'm just gunna pass on you

I'm, I'm
Out of here
I'm
Out of here and gone
Into the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
I'm in the passing lane
And I'm just gunna pass

Just gunna pass
Just gunna pass
On you
I'm outta here
Get behind me
eat my dust

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Drywall Dust

My heads all covered in drywall dust
Cause I need the doe so I don't go bust
Buy'n the freedoms I sees as musts and absolute necessities
At the end of my day
That's when we start to play
Pick up my girl from the local Walmart
Strap on the old guitar
Head straight to the ocean
Dangle our feet playfully in the sea

That's where freedom meets living
That's where we gotta to be
That's when we feel like we're livin
Pick up my girl from the local Walmart
Head straight to the ocean
Dangle our feet
Playfully in the sea

Pickups full of all our stuff
No real plans liven off the cuff
Just gotta have enough
To soak in the pleasantries
All the buds will be there
They love gettin sand in their hair
Got three sets of bongo drums
Play em to the setting sun
Sittin by the ocean
Dangling our feet playfully in the sea

That's where freedom meets livin
That's where we got to be
That's where we feel like we're winnin'
Pick up my girl from the local Walmart
Head straight to the ocean
Dangling our feet playfully in the sea

That's where freedom meets livin'
That's where we gotta be
That's when we feel like we're winning
Pick up my girl from the old Walmart
Head straight to the ocean
Dangle our feet playfully in the sea

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Pretty Carol

 

I first met Carol
Within the walls of high school
She was watching me
Staring at her
She sure was pretty
Pretty Carol

They thought her crazy
Her soul was bruised by parents
She was wanting them
Needing their love
She had to leave them

We found our way to pleasures
Though we never touched all the bases
But we laid on all the frills
I was young
What did I know
What did I care
It all seemed fair to me
Pretty Carol
Pretty Carol

She first met Johnny
Behind the wheel of hot rod
He was askin her
And I watched her go
She had to leave me

They sparked a baby
But it's life cut short by the tangle they had tied
She had to leave him

Sometimes I get to feeling guilty
Cause I could have eased her sorrow and her pain
I knew she needed love
But I was young
What did I know or care
It all seemed fair to me
Pretty Carol
Pretty Carol

She works an airline
She knows what lies at the next port of call
She likes them young
She shows them the way to pleasures
Though they never touch all the bases
They lay on all the frills
She's needing love
It helps the day
What does she care
It all seems fair to her

Solo

I last saw Carol
Catchin rays at high noon
I was watching her
Staring at me
I was needin love
How could she care
What did she know
I had to turn and go
Pretty Carol
Pretty Carol
Pretty Carol
Pretty Carol

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Backdraft

Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha
Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha
Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha

After three weeks of gale force winds
Eight below in the deep freeze again
I'm boiling over
Searching for a path to your door

Moonlight in the morning
Star shine from your eyes
Long lonely nights
Pressure building inside

Backdrafts rolling in
Pushin me to you again
The lads are chugging back their favorite brew
And all I can do
Is think of you

Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha

Been way too long
Since I've been wanting you
Been quite the fool
Time to break some rules

All these double shots of whiskey
Will never be you
That's for sure honey

Backdraft's Rollin in
Pushin me to you again
The lads are chugging back their favorite brew
And all I can do
Is think of you

Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha
Chicka cha Chicka Chicka cha cha

I'm feelin the backdraft
And it's pushing me back to you

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Big Time

 

Gunna have a big time
In my old town tonight
Stay up and dance till
The sun turns off the street lights
Gunna to have a big time
In my old time tonight
Sing all the tunes
Till we get em just right

Been living the dream
Far away from here
And I need a place
To swing loose
Kick out the jams
It's happening
Happin' now
Gunna have a big time
In my old town
Tonight

Everybody's coming down
Everybody's comin down
Here

Tonight
We'll be laughing under moonlit skies
Tonight
We'll watch falling stars let our souls fly

it's happing now
Gunna have a big time in my old town
Tonight

Everybody's coming down
Everybody's coming down
Comin down here
Tonight

Been livin the dream
Far away from here
And I need a place
To swing loose
kick out the jams
And it's happenin
Happenin now
We're going to have a big time
In my old town
Tonight

Tonight
gunna see the buds I haven't seen in a while
Tonight
Gunna light the bone fire,
Watch the sparks fly

Everybody's comin on down
Gunna be a red hot time
In my old town
tonight
Everybody's comin down tonight
Oh ya
It's gunna be a big one

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Deep In The Heart Of Night

 

Laying in my bed tonight
Shadows
Make me call your name
You touch my hand
I understand
A power of a love
That simply will not end

You tell me my path is true
You tell me I'll walk through
You're my angel my sight
You show me a soft place to land
Heal me when no one else can find
What'l hold me together
Deep in the heart of night

Friends just won't do
When your talkn shades of blues
They hang up the phone
But when I'm with you
I know you feel it
You come to the rescue
As if it were your own

You tell me my path is true
You tell me I'll walk through
You Tell me not to trust in my lies
You help me make my stand
Heal me when no one else can find
What holds me together
Deep
In the heart of night

Hold on
I'll Hold on
You're given me reason to Breathe
Hold on
I'll Holdin on
You're really getting through to me
Deep
In the heart of night

When I fall to sleep tonight
I know I'll wake to find
Your soft eyes again
Grateful you were born
Thankful for all your warmth
With you my my world
I'll never feel alone

You Tell me my aim is true
You tell me
I'll pull through
You're my guiding angel of life
You help me Make my stand
Heal me Like no one else can
And Together
We'll kick through the starkness
Breath Life into darkness
Deep
In the heart of night

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Shovelhead

 

When widgets ain't selling
And the cell lines clog
And all the shits flowin through my filters
When the boss man tells me move the boxes marked heavy
And my heads feelin out of kilter
We keep a longing eye on a place called Chersy
A breath of freash air
Out of the city
To a funky red cabin
Mountain stream by its side
The cuz has it all clipped up pretty

We can't wait till the weekend after labor day
That's the time we get away
Together with the buds to drink and play
At Shovelhead
Shovelhead

When we get there we wear the goofy gear
And the tunes start blowin
Passing round smoke
Pitt fire stoked
Wine is really flowin
Laughin out loud till we break out in tears
Someone's on a mission for another round of beers
Bettin goin on
Burgers on the barbie
Everyone's there to party

We can't wait till the weekend after labor day
That's the time we get away
Together with the buds to drink and play
At Shovelhead
Shovelhead

Bunk beds
Break bread
Rec meds
Brain dead
Somethin said
Misread
Over fed
Bed head
Red shed
Spider web
Misled
Joke on Fred
it's all covered
A to zed
Some people say it's kind of weird
But it's been
Twenty five yrs
And I'm still havin fun
Thrown lawn darts
Hopping the rocks in the creek
The crapper out back takes a hell of a poundin
Look out below comin in for a landin
Who's gonna be the last man standing at
Shovelhead
Shovelhead

Shovelhead golf and country club that is
That's the place to be
Watch out for that root canal hole
It can bring you to your knees
We golf right through the trees
Shovelhead
Shovelhead

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Hey Yea Yea Yea

 

Hey yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea ya
Hey yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea ya

Seagulls flying
Underneath turquoise light
Gentle mist
Sockin in for the night
Purple shroud engulfin the shoreline
White caps crest the waves
Trees paint shadows
On the white plain
Hey Yea ya ya ya
Hey Yea ya ya ya

Ocean turning toward the sun
Light Beams melt in the waves
The twilight turns on the Milky Way

Hey yea yea yea ya
Hey yea yea yea ya

Hey yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea ya
Hey yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea ya

Water cold
Water rough
Water deep
Save a place for my soul to keep
Got miles to run
Before I sleep ya ya
Hey yea ya ya ya
Hey yea ya ya ya
hey yea hyena yea ya

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Travel Hat

 

When this travel hat weighs heavy
And I need
I need to rest my head
When the smoke filled bars
Catch me low and down
It's the glow from your hair
That brings me home

Looks like their sending me to Boston
When I need to be sunshine bound
When this cold dark tailwind drifts me
Too far away
It's the glow from your hair
The sweet scent of you
Brings me home

My road gets lonely
Without you by my side
I know one day
I will return
And touch the memories
That burn
for you

When this travel hat
Weights heavy
And I need
I need to rest my head
When these smoke filled bars
Catch me low and down
It's the glow from your hair
The sweet scent of you
That brings me back
Home

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Derek Pantling

Photographer / Composer / Singer / Song Writer

Derek composes original music: Meditative & Yoga Music, Piano Compositions, Produces music productions, Orchestral, Electronic, Children's Songs, including writing Lyrics & Poetry.

Derek also has a broad range of photography styles and has complied an eclectic collection in his photo galleries.

 

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