Derek Caney
Stax920@aol.com
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One always has take evaluations of rarities with a grain of salt.  The fact
that they're rare sometimes makes them mythical and perhaps they sound better
than they really are.

NOT IN THIS CASE!  The track is amazing.  It would fit right at home on Friday
Night.  Although from a sequencing standpoint, I don't know where I'd put it.
Maybe in between "Fast & Hard" and "Friday Night."  It's an uptempo song with
kind of shuffle beat a la "Hang Ups."  Imagine a fucked-up punk version of
"Memphis" by Chuck Berry.  It has the familar breaks and cadences of a B&P
song.  It's about 12:30 a.m. but I'm an insomniac so I'm going to try and
transcribe the lyrics.  Again, Tommy's an expert mumbler.  So it's a best
approximation.

Situation
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Stopped dead in my tracks
Mortified to try and explain
When it falls down the drain
It's too close it's too far
The kind of love you try and embrace
And you can't hold on
It's still too slow to run

I pray to my gods
Crack in the paint and a hole in the wall
And there's no one to call
Something to kill for
Show me a need and I'll show you my guts all
Splattered out for the world to see
Try to relate but no one's listening

Situation
No cause for alarm
Now there's something mine
Born to find it

Work hard sometimes
I went downtown to find what it means
Lord it ain't in my dreams
Too good it's so bad
Night and day I fall in between
I can't hold on
Still too slow to run
Try to relate not to pass it off

Situation
No cause for alarm
Now there's something mine
Born to find it
Situation
No cause for alarm
No one in hell
No one in here

(scream)

If I stop dead in my tracks
Please give me a shove
Oh, not one more lie
This is my last rites

I live in between worlds
Love and hate and I'm never belated

Situation
No cause for alarm