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Roses On Black
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Roses On Black
Copyright 1981 words and music by Dean Batstone and Barry Meredith
Red sky again today, death is everywhere
All’s left are memories, the land’s poisoned and bare
The leaders are huddled safe with what ever they could borrow
Too late for all their words
There’ll be no martyrs for tomorrow
Roses on black [no martyrs for tomorrow]
Roses on black [no martyrs, un-huh]
Roses on black, no turning back
Roses on black.
They said that we could win if we could strike first
And so the day was picked, the plan was well rehearsed
Forgot they’d get us back for that universal sorrow
Too late to second guess, there’ll be no martyrs for tomorrow
Roses on black [no martyrs for tomorrow]
Roses on black [no martyrs, un-huh]
Roses on black, no turning back
Roses on black.
We forgot in too few years all that history taught us
We misused and abused all our learning brought us
I see with fading eyes futility in our sorrow
Ten times ten thousand years, still no martyrs for tomorrow
Roses on black [no martyrs for tomorrow]
Roses on black [no martyrs, un-huh]
Roses on black, no turning back
Roses on black.
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What Do I Know?
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What Do I Know?
Copyright 1980 words and music by Dean Batstone
I’ve got this song in my soul
I’m gonna sing it out loud, right out of control
Out of control
No excuses for the way that I sing
No excuses for the money I bring home at the end of the night
Hey, I’m doing alright.
But what do I know?
It’s the same on down the line
Take just what you need, boys
Leave just what you can
That suits me fine.
Don’t got no worries or frets
Don’t got no money, but I ain’t got no debts to no one
I still got my pride
Agents they’re all laughing at me
It’s my guess the just don’t see
Hey, the music means more
Than the nickels and dimes
But what do I know?
It’s the same on down the line
Take just what you need, boys
Leave just what you can
That suits me fine.
I’ve got a roof and a bed
Got my shoes on my feet, got my songs in my head
I guess I’m easily pleased
I’ve got my girl by my side
She believes in me and with me that’s alright
She takes me into the night
But what do I know?
It’s the same on down the line
Take just what you need, boys
Leave just what you can
That suits me fine.
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One More Hour
04:25
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One More Hour
Copyright 1981 words and music by Dean Batstone
Whicker lampshade, naked walls
Ruffled sheets that tell it all
My coat lies restless on your rocking chair
Somewhere someone’s wondering why I’m still not there
One more hour
Don’t let me leave you this way
One more hour
I’d give up my world just to stay
One more hour alone here with you.
Soft words spoken by candle light
Holding on ’til the time is right
Standing speechless at your door
Wishing I could hold you just once more
One more hour
Don’t let me leave you this way
One more hour
I’d give up my world just to stay
One more hour alone here with you.
Streetlight’s dimming, dawn won’t wait
Sunlight dances on your window pane
My shoes are damp now with the morning dew
As your house falls quickly from my view
One more hour
Don’t let me leave you this way
One more hour
I’d give up my world just to stay
One more hour alone here with you.
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Sunshine In My Garden
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Sunshine In My Garden
Copyright 1979 words and music by Dean Batstone
Sunshine in my garden, love stay for a day
Feel good, feel right, you make sunshine stay
Sunshine in my garden, we grow strong and tall
Then comes cool night, feels right to us all
When I feel myself starting to fade
When all sky above me turns grey
You come baby sunshine and chase my blues away.
Smile come to my face, now, smile stay for a day
Feel good, feel right, friendly smile your way
Smile may hide your sorrow, laughter ease there pain
Smile enough you’ll be laughing at the rain
When I feel myself starting to fade
When all sky above me turns grey
You come baby laughter and chase my blues away.
Song come to my heart now, song stay for a day
Feel good, feel right, sing my time away
Makes you move your feet, now, makes your body sway
Makes you want to sing your blues away
When I feel myself starting to fade
When all sky above me turns grey
I sit in the sun and I sing my blues away
I sit in the sun and I laugh my blues away
I sit in my garden and I sing my blues away.
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Throw It Away
06:40
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Throw It Away
Copyright 1981 words by Dean Batstone and Doug DuCharme and music by Dean Batstone
I won’t kick down your door, but it’s never been locked before
Oo, that touch that comes free, you say just for me, I don’t care
Someone breaks a bottle on the sidewalk
That’s just Saturday’s dancing misfits looking for another free show
Hey, I don’t know
So throw it away
It’s so easy
To just throw it away.
All these throw away lines, hidden love under the neon signs
We just slip to the beat, the shootin’ sherry shaking our feet
On the corner every moment is glory
Well, it has to be when you’ve just got yesterdays dreams in the frozen zone
The moon is a bone
So throw it away
It’s so easy
To just throw it away.
Well, I’m just spinning my wheels, so something’s said for burnt out ideals
So tonight I won’t go, I don’t know, that’s just the way that I feel
[Lock the door, honey]
And the curtain is drawn on the ones too young to get into the show
And though their shoes are scuffed
It’s still not enough
So throw it away
It’s so easy
To just throw it away.
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Desperate Man
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Desperate Man
Copyright 1980 words and music by Dean Batstone
Unlike the maid who’s sailer left her waiting
Without a spoken word to tell her why
Though the tide rides in each day it will not bring him
He left her there forever, high and dry
With the dawn I would follow
I’m a desperate man
There’s no place I’d not go
Just for the touch of your hand
And your body beside me
I’m a desperate man.
Unlike the man who’s lover left him waiting
To lie each night in stillness, all alone
To hold the wish someday she’d be returning
To walk the streets but never find her home
With the dawn I would follow
I’m a desperate man
There’s no place I’d not go
Just for the touch of your hand
And your body beside me
I’m a desperate man.
Unlike the ones who’s life has left them waiting
To dream about the love they almost had
One taste of you and I’m through with all that sorrow
My pride is down, my suitcase in my hand
With the dawn I would follow
I’m a desperate man
There’s no place I’d not go
Just for the touch of your hand
And your body beside me
I’m a desperate man.
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Dancing With The Gnomes
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Dancing With The Gnomes
Copyright 1979 words and music by Dean Batstone
In my dream, the world, it ends
With a roar like thunder my life transcends
Into another world unlike our own
Bursts of sound and children’s cries
A flash of light near blinds my eyes
When I open them I find I’m not alone
A short, chubby guy resembling one of the seven dwarfs
Leads me by the hand across a warf
To a wooden castle floating on the sea
He says I’m not he first, you know
He’s seen thousands come and go
They come hear just to learn how not to be
And he starts singing
Don’t be afraid
You’ll be ok
Stand up and face your life with a smile
All of your fears will slip away
The moon and stars dance with the trees
Little gnomes are pulling at my knees
It’s like some natural cosmic exhibition
They’re all singing now and it shakes the sky
A little one yells out ‘C’mon boy, try’
But I’m overtaken with my inhibition
’Til they all start singing
Don’t be so shy
Give it a try
All men were made their songs to sing
Let your voice ring out far and wide
Now I’m dancing, arms wildly flinging
I turn around and bells start ringing
I’m looking at the fairest, beautiful moon child
She’s all dressed in white and silky things
Her hands they shine with glistening rings
She proceeds to seduce me with her eyes
And she starts singing
Show me a smile
Loving’s my style
You’ve got to give your love away
Your heart’s full of love, now let it fly
I wake on the floor, my foot caught in the sheets
I wrestle myself into a heap
I guess I must’ve danced right off the bed
It all seemed to real, but it was just a dream
Dancing with the girl, the gnomes and the trees
But I could hear the song clear in my head
It went….la,la,la,la…..
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Open Up
03:39
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The Hardest Of Times
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The Hardest of Times
Copyright 1981 words and music by Dean Batstone
I’m gonna settle down someday, nobody can change my mind
If the sun don’t shine on me right now, it’ll shine in it’s own sweet time
Nobody ever hurt me in my life, well, not so bad that it never healed
But then nobody these days bothers to stop
To ask you how you really feel
I’m going home to the ones who have stayed by my side
To the ones who have helped and the ones who have tried
The give me the friendship that money can’t buy
And love through the hardest of times.
Driving all night through the wind and the rain
The white line never leads me astray
Alone on the road, well I sometimes get scared
But I’m sure this old car knows the way
Waiting for someone to hold out a sign
To show me the best way to go
This road can be hard on the strongest of men
But this road’s gonna carry me home
I’m going home to the ones who have stayed by my side
To the ones who have helped and the ones who have tried
The give me the friendship that money can’t buy
And love through the hardest of times.
I’m gonna settle down someday, nobody can change my mind
If the sun don’t shine on me right now, it’ll shine in it’s own sweet time
I’ve never been one to hurry my life
I guess things’ll change when they will
I’ll just have to wait ’til the time is right
Or ’til I figure I’ve had my fill
Then I’ll go home to the ones who have stayed by my side
To the ones who have helped and the ones who have tried
The give me the friendship that money can’t buy
And love through the hardest of times,
The hardest of times.
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Once In This Lifetime
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Once In This Lifetime
Copyright 1980 words and music by Dean Batstone and Barry Meredith
The tales are told of streets of gold
And songs so strong they don’t grow old
A heart so pure it does not age
And words so true they burn the page
It comes but once in this lifetime
Give me the real thing.
Love much greater than the sin
And strong enough to pull me in
One more chance to love again
That gentle touch that melts the pain
It comes but once in this lifetime
Give me the real thing.
And will I not live long after I die
My soul to return to the sea or the sky
Will I endure in love and in pain
Will I be seen on this world again
Like a treasure in the ground
That waits in hiding to be found
I’m searching for the truest soul
To all it’s been the hardest goal
It comes but once in this lifetime
Give me the real thing.
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Dean Batstone Ottawa, Ontario
DEAN BATSTONE - Bio
A veteran of the Canadian Music scene, having performed full time across Canada and The US for over 40
years, Dean Batstone shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon. A charismatic live performer who works solo or with a band, he has recorded 12 full length albums with some of the most iconic musicians in America.
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