Lyrics

All songs recorded at Air Time Design Studio, Miami, Florida

All instruments played by Brooks Reid (Are you sick of hearing about Brooks Reid yet?)

A Mojo is the staple amulet of the Afro-American Hoodoo practice. It's a charm that is usually a small bag containing magical items. In the bag there could be "Hand Root" bones, herbs,etc. The Mojo is made by the conjure man for a specific purpose which might be for love, luck or whatever. It is worn in your pocket or for a woman under her shirt. Most importantly you never let anyone see your Mojo or touch your Mojo because this would relinquish it's potency. This song was inspired by my long time friend and bass player for "The Kats", Dan Oelker. Dan has a sticker on his bass rig that says" Protected by Vodoo". At the time things were not going that well for Dan and I said that the Voodoo might have worn off and you probably need to renew your Vodoo or possibly get a new mojo.

I Need A New Mojo

I been to the mountain and I been to the well
I drew the water and I drank my fill
It cleans my soul and washed away my sins
But divine power couldn’t save my skin

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I’m gonna need a new Mo- Jo
I need to some fast luck quick
I’m gonna need a new Mo- Jo
I need a hoodoo fix

I had a woman just as mean as could be
She conjured up some kinda spell on me
I been to the doctor and he can’t find nothing wrong
I need a gator foot or lucky hand root charm

Chorus

Pour Kananga Water, all over me
I gonna need something more to break this jinx
I gotta get my money back from the conjure man
I cursed that woman but I don’t understand

I seen the fortune teller out in the swamp
She read the cards and then she rolled out the bones
She jumped back like she had just seen a ghost
She looked scare to death I knew it couldn’t be good

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Throw in some bat wings and some wishing beans
Graveyard Dirt and maybe Devils Shoestrings
A Rattlesnake tail and lucky Lodestone
A Buckeye and bottle of Hoyt’s Cologne

Take my advice man you're gonna learn
You're playing with fire and you're gonna get burned
Ain’t no talisman can ever save your soul
From a mean hearted woman and a hoodoo girl

If you have had a girlfriend had for any longer than one night you will have to nod to this one. I have been with my wife for more than 25 years so I do have some material to draw on. Not that your 're like this honey! But hey men are reasonable. We try to see the logic in things. Never mind

Reasonable Man

My girl confounds me she’s a Drew mystery
She’s an enigma yeah she confuses me
Well she’ll be laughing and then she’s crying in pain
I ask what’s wrong, she says why must I explain

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Give me a reason
I need a reason to understand
Give me a reason
Cause I’m a reasonable man

I been to college yeah I earned a degree
In sociology and psychology
Behavioral science I know all about that
But I still can't unravel this mess

CHORUS
I’m a reasonable man
I’m in control of my emotions I stand
As a Reasonable man
I think I can think this though if I think up a plan

She’s got a closet full of all kinds of clothes
Shoes, hats, handbags, diamonds and furs
She tries them all on while I just sit and stare
And then she tells me she’s got nothing to wear

Chorus

She reads the gossip in the rack magazines
She keeps up with all the celebrities
She on a diet working on Nortic Track
She always ask me “Do you think I look fat?”

Chorus

I got to work this out lo-gis-tic-cal-ly
I need a whole new kind of stra-did-gee
I’m gonna agree with whatever she says
That's gona blow her mind in outer space

There is a hypothetical dog and a hypothetical girl(who shall remain nameless to protect me). Every time I go in Petsmart I see these people who really lover their pets. I mean they really like them, like children. No more than children. The one's that are buying the pet tooth paste and under arm deodorant and stuff.

My Girlfriend’s Dog

What’s up with that mutt, he’s driving me nuts
Every time I’m with her, he jumps up on us
She thinks it’s so cute when he humps on my leg
That poochy's going Sputnik into outer space

It’s a dog’s life, I’ve heard it said
Man’s best friend and a loyal companion
I got a girl and she’s got a dog
I think she likes me but she loves the dog more

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I wana be my girlfriend’s dog
I wana have her unconditional love
If I could be anything I at all
Then I’d rather be my girlfriend’s dog

He doesn’t like me, and that’s for sure
He's tried to eat me several times before
She gives him doggie treats and chew toy things
But his favorite bone is in my leg
He licks her, and she kisses him
I’m a little concerned where those lips have been
I’m pretty close to sick, almost in disgust
A minute ago, he was licking his nuts

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I wouldn’t mind wearing a leash
If she’d walk me around the neighborhood
I’d stop and pee on every bush
I'd wag my tail and I'd roll in the mud

It’s no use trying to get her attention
Cause that dumb mutt, gets all her affection
She carries on conversations with him
In that baby talk talk, that makes me cringe
She brushes his teeth and combs his hair
I don’t even think she knows I’m there
He jumps in her lap and she pets his head
She even sleeps him in her bed

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Well no I'm not really that psychotic but I am moody, no I'm a deep thinker, no I guess that won't work, you've seen my lyrics. But I do get depressed ever once in a great while and when I do I'm committed to holding on to that feeling for as long as it takes. If someone tries to cheer me up that just pisses me off more. I just have to work it out. OK maybe I do have some issues.

Losing It

Save Me, I think I’m going down
Help me, I’m headed for the ground
Free me, bad luck has got a hold,
My eyes closed I’m losing all control

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Call me, on the tele-phone
Call me, and talk me out of the hole
Call me, I’m getting near the end,
I’m losing it, I’m hanging on the edge

Save me, I think I’m gona crash
Help me, the brakes aren’t gona last
Free me, I’m losing sanity,
Perhaps another beer will bring me round

Chorus

Save me, I’m sinking in quicksand
Help me, Somebody give me a hand
Free Me, my canoes got a leak
I’m down headed down the creek straight for the falls

Chorus

You always hear old people talk about the way it use to be. I decided a long time ago I would never sit still. One time when I was complaining about some problem I was having when a good friend of mine told me, yeah it's always a new challenge. I like that word "Challenge" because it sounds like a valiant struggle against overwhelming odds, that somehow you will overcome victoriously. Whatever.

Morning Rain

I was talking to a friend of mine, 'bout the way things use to be
Nothing’s the same, I don’t like the changes, he had to agreed with me
Then I recall myself in younger days celebrating everything that was new
I can’t hold on to now, I can’t stop the rain no matter what I do

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And I want go walking in the morning rain
Yeah walking in the morning rain
With the wind at our back and the sun on our face
I'll go walking in the morning rain

The years go by, yeah they pass us by and we fade and start to rust
Slowly at first then faster and faster ‘til it leaves us in the dusk
Can’t stop the world from turning round, can’t hold back the hands of time
We have a few laughs and we have some good cry and try not to lose our mind

Chorus

Don’t wana live in my memories taking about all the things I did
Not going to sit on the couch playing solitaire, watching game shows and reminisce

I love the rain falling and the new day dawning washing the world back to green
And the sun rays poking through the purple clouds and shining down on me
Some people spend their time worrying about the world coming to an end
I watch the news then I turn it off and go out drinking with my friends

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When I have lyric ideas like this one I don't know where they come from. I have really no basis for them. My love life is perfect. I have no sexual frustrations. I have never been cheated on, rejected or hurt in a relationship. I have never had a woman turn me down. Every woman I have ever made love to has been thoroughly satisfied. But these lyrics, I just don't get it.

More Than I Can Stand

You put me down, you done me wrong
That’s no way to treat your man
You’re out all night, and that ain’t right
When I been waiting for you
You act so sweet, I close my eyes
And I keep falling for it
You hurt my pride, you tell me lies
I can’t hold on much longer

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It’s more than I can stand
I can’t take it anymore
I wana be your the man
But you're a woman that can’t be trusted

I’m going crazy
I must be losing my mind
I can’t help myself from crying
I’m all broke up inside
You got your hooks in me
Drinking your love potion
I won’t ever be free
Till this chain of love is broken

Chorus

You would think sometimes, just sometimes, a woman, can forgive and forget. But take my word for it, they don't. My girl remembers details from our relationship 30 years ago. Yes I have not always been the thoughtful compassionate, kind, generous and loving person that I am now. But come on girls, we know you know, but just let it go.

Walking In My Shoes

There’s a fly buzzing in a bottle
And he’s really starting to get to me
I got my shoes and a the clothes I’m wearing
Now I’m headed all the way down to Miami
Now theres a girl there waiting for me, and she’s fine as she can be
Now I’m getting close, but I still go a long way to go and
I can’ t stop till I get back to her house

Well I’m trying to be your angel
But the devil always gets the best of me
Just put yourself in my place and then you’ll see

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Well it’s a hard road when you walk in my shoes
Now it’s a long way to get back to you
And I won’t stop if it’s the last thing I do
And it’s not easy, walking in my shoes

Now it’sNow it's a only way from Californy
To the shoes of Miami Beach
But the sun feels warm on my shoulder
And the whole world's right with me
And when I get back to you I'm gona lay in you're room and go to sleep for a week or two

Hours

I’ve been thinking ‘bout you, all the way back home
I’ve been lost without you, I’m no good alone

Chorus

I love the feeling of just taking off and not knowing where you will end up. I use to do this on a regular basic with my good friend David Rivenbark(who also showed me my first chords on the guitar).We would leave early in the morning while it was still dark and head up the coast of Florida. We would just drive until we ran out of money or gas or broke down. Well anyway sometimes you just want to get away and start over. Don't you? Well sometimes I do.

On My Way

I don’t know where I’m going.
I won't be coming back
I got a whole lot of growing
And I can take my time
I going without hesitation
I going with no regrets
I’m on my way to anywhere
And I’m going, I’m on my way

I‘m headed down the highway
I’m moving on down the line
I've got nothing to hold me
I've got lots of time
I might drive to California
I might smim in the deep blue sea
Point myself in any direction
But I’m going, I’m on my way

I’m on my way to nowhere, and no one’s chasing me
I’m on my way to nowhere, There’s nowhere I’d rather be
I’m on my way to nowhere, cause nowhere I’ll be free

I gotta keep on a rolling
I won’t be coming back
I got a whole lotta life to living
I gona take my time
And I not going in a hurry
Taking the back roads all the way
And got no place I got to be
And I’m going, I’m on my way

And I know somewhere out there
Someone waits for me
And if she needs some company
I’m going, I’m on my way

A little explanation is in order for this song.My good friend and Kat's guitarist Kenny Wynn had an out-of-body experience late on one fateful night. We were partying in Lower Matecumbe in the Florida Keys and ended up on the dock overlooking Florida Bay. In the middle of an hysterical anecdote Kenny muttered "I Feel A Pelican coming on". At that point we all turned around to see Kenny hugging one of those cement pelicans dock ornaments. Nobody (including Kenny) know what the hell he was talking about but it seemed funny at the time. I'm sorry if it sounds tropical like a well known Alabama dude. Hey I was born in the tropics! Anyway, it's a song a bout a Pelican and they like it that way.

Like A Pelican

Feel da wind rustle true da coconut trees

and buzzing of the Seneca bug
Hear the fishies splashing in the summery sea

and gulls singing up above

I want to fly away

and glide down the bridge on the wind
I want dive in the sea

, I wana feel like a pelican

Sitting in the bay paddling away

waiting for the fishermen
Maybe today they might me throw a fillet

but I’ll take whatever I can

Chorus

Now a Pelican’s life is the only life for me yeah yeah yeah
A Pelican’s life is the only life for me

yeah It’s a good life being happy and free

living off the fat of the sea
There's always Barracuda an occasional shark

But they don't ever bother me

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Living on the sea is the life for me

on a dock with a view of the bay
I’ll make a little nest in the mangrove trees

and find me a willing mate

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