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Tattletale

by Rees Shad

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1.
Mickey Mouse Romeo Walt could have created this guy you’re fixated upon As of late, my old friend To the moon this buffoon your heart sends Where’s it end? Where’s it end? Where’s it end? There’s a chorus of voices alarmed by your choices Too distracted, you hear not a word Yet we all see this match as absurd Fly away! Fly away, Little Bird! He’s a puffed-up pretender - No heart - just bravado and show You never remember the tells that these dandies have told But we know He’s just a Mickey Mouse Romeo His lines are impressive, and sometimes suggestive of wit But the jokes never hit And I wonder what you see in it I myself am a much better fit Not a puffed-up pretender I’ve heart not bravado to show I never remember the tells that those dandies all tell But you’ll know I’m not a Mickey Mouse Romeo I’d give all my eye teeth for the style that is that Dandy If it could get you to glance over at the heart of me With those eyes that you invest In that foppish handsome mess I must confess my jealousy ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Under New Management No stoplights in this red light Just green lights all in a row It’s the fashion everybody sings in songs Tumbling out of your radio It’s an easy smile on an easy girl A lotto number played around this world Reach out a hand to touch a golden curl To find ya gotta pay to play on that tilt-a-whirl The whores are running the cat house and the pimps are all standing in line and the johns are jonesin’ for a taste of something johns have needed since the dawn of time. They’ve thought to manufacture passion Now they can reproduce the essence of smile And we just grin and bear while they yank our hair To push us up and down the miracle mile The whores are running the cat house and the pimps are all standing in line and the johns are jonesin’ for a taste of something johns have needed since the dawn of time. So they got action movies on the TV That you were thinking was the six o’clock news You elected the man the party placed in your hand To give you proof that you had gotten to choose They call it art when people don’t understand it They call it Jazz when they pretend that they can They dress up like the whore you bought two nights before And call it pop if you don’t point out the scam The whores are running the cat house and the pimps are all standing in line and the johns are jonesin’ for a taste of something johns have needed since the dawn of time. Now the question that you’ve got to answer Are you a whore, a pimp, a john or all three? Then you’ll ask yourself the next question Which one of these would you rather be Cause we’re living in a free market system We’re buying what we once got for free And it’s the basis of this that makes you pay for a kiss The more you pay the better it’s gotta be The whores are running the cat house and the pimps are all standing in line and the johns are jonesin’ for a taste of something johns have needed since the dawn of time. ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Call It Done 06:17
Call It Done Ours was a grand affair But it didn't turn out as planned For better or for worse We’ve always stayed together Never ever came undone Despite the doubts of everyone Now here we are fragmented pieces United only in our name Sharing nothing but the blame Always these pointed fingers Deflecting focus from ourselves Mostly pointing at the shame We've got to do more; overcome this thing If there's any hope to carry on How can we just throw it all away? All this progress Are were willing to call it done? Really willing to call it done? It's such a dark thing Hiding from each other What we have in common after all How do we come to stand here Denying we’re sisters and brothers Focused on building up the walls Is it easier to stay in darkness? Not even labor for a flame Simplify the pain with blame? Always with these pointed fingers Deflecting focus from ourselves And turning from the shame again We've got to do more; overcome this thing If there's any hope to carry on How can we just throw it all away All this progress Are were willing to call it done? Really willing to call it done? Ours was a grand experiment Didn't always turn out as planned For better and for worse But when we work together We always seem to get stuff done And shine a light for everyone But not here in this darkness No there ain't no burning flame And I'm afraid we're all to blame Just throwing accusations Rejecting basic decency And the world looks on ashamed We've got to do more; overcome this thing If there's any hope to carry on How can we just throw it all away? All this progress! Are were willing to call it done? Really willing to call it done? I’m not willing to call it done. ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Hatter’s Song Scratch the surface and you’ll see what’s under there What ever comes to light might be a cross to bear The bliss of ignorance much easier to take You can sleep through life or you can choose to stay awake Maybe you’ll wake up and realize you took it all in stride Or did you shake up? Angering souls who sought to hide? The things that really matter. Too tough to talk about in casual banter Did you hold their eye too long? Mad as a hatter I said hello, and you seemed both anxious and amused Like it’d been awhile since someone’s talked to you You just kept shuffling, like the sidewalk might be sly Set there to trip you up, you never gave reply Too much to take up Had to be somewhere else it seemed Far off expression. Which of us real and which one dreamed When you figure that out Come by the house and we’ll drink ‘till we pass out Perhaps I’ll even sing this song? Oh, what a clatter The hatters gave their minds for fashion Unmade by their own stock and trade What caused this hatter here? What sacrifices made? Maybe you woke up a man who had taken life in stride Perhaps that shake up Shook out the things I hoped to hide? The things that really matter. Too tough to talk about in casual banter Did I hold your eye too long? Mad as a hatter ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Nobody Said 04:44
Nobody Said Nobody said that Spring was easy It never behaves as you’d expect The frost can come on in an instant Or the deluge can roll on in Nobody said that Spring was easy Nobody said. Nobody said that we’d be easy We wouldn’t behave as lovers do Jealous hearts can beat the loudest Unfiltered words that we can’t undo Nobody said that we’d be easy Nobody said. And we all know But never dare to tell ‘Cause that would break the spell What chance have we instead? To bloom or fall off dead? Nobody said. Nobody said the end comes easy The heat of summer here and gone We’re left with colors that anticipate the cold And lonely winter unforetold Nobody said the end was easy Nobody said. Nobody said that Spring was easy Nobody said. ©2022 by Rees Shad, Sal Maneri & Shadville Music
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The Arms of Tanya Vanessa In the Arms of Tania Vanessa Empty echoes of choices made In the Arms of Tania Vanessa Canyons of grief and river silt stains When the elements themselves had turned against them Misleading waters seductive and calm Like all of the others before then. The lies that they’d told them Why now did they trust? In the Arms of Tania Vanessa Only possessions are left to embrace In the Arms of Tania Vanessa Grasping to hold What was lost in this place A journey of promise, betrayal, and hardship Fueled by love for each other Y una vida mejor In all of the lies that they’d told them Like this river why now did they trust? In the Dreams of Tania Vanessa Empty echoes of choices made In the Dreams of Tania Vanessa Canyons of grief and river silt graves ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Can’t Remember I can’t remember what that flowers called On the trellis outside your room But I swear to hold you in my arms Next time that flower blooms Next time that flower blooms I don’t recall the words you sang to me Out the window of that room But I swear if you sing it like a prayer I’ll surely be coming home soon Pray I’ll be coming home soon Can’t remember what that bird is called Nesting in your house’s eaves But like your voice, its’ song is here with me That’s where this love of ours blooms It’s why I’ll be coming home soon I can’t remember what that flowers called Or the trellis… or your room I lose these things but never lose your voice In my memories I’m coming home soon I’m always coming home soon. ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Carolina Wren Carolina Wren woke me up this morning Up this morning with the sun Carolina Wren woke me up this morning Up this morning to get my day begun Sweet little bird got a song like freedom Song like freedom from a hollow tree Sweet little bird got a song like freedom Sounds like freedom when it comes to me As you’re sleeping, I get dressed. I touch your cheek with one last caress… Went downstairs and got the fire started Fire started for my bread Went downstairs and got the fire started Made my coffee so as to clear my head As you’re sleeping, I get dressed. I touch your cheek with one last caress… As you’re sleeping, I move on. I hope your heart’s touched by that bird’s song…. Carolina Wren saw me off this morning Off this morning from the back porch swing Carolina Wren saw me off this morning Off this morning with his song to sing As I travel, as I roam, I’ll hear that song in my dreams of home As you’re sleeping, dream of me, As I’ll dream of you endlessly Carolina Wren woke me up this morning Up this morning with the sun Carolina Wren woke me up this morning Up this morning to get my day begun ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Blue 03:21
Blue You make me blue You make me blush When I’m with you No need to rush I’m a gentleman and quite polite But when we are alone at night You do the things you do And, Babe… you make me blue I’m quite respectable by all accounts I am presentable I never slouch I’m cheery even when it rains And some say that I might have brains And I never speak my mind unless with friends I’d never wish to be untoward I don’t wish to offend But when we’re alone Just me and you I lose these inhibitions It’s a passionate exhibition I don’t hold back when we’re in the sack It’s what you make me do Because, Babe…you make me blue You make me blue You make me blush When I’m with you No need to rush I’m a gentleman and quite polite But when we are alone at night You do the things you do And, Babe… you make me blue ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Tattletale 03:31
Tattletale Can’t keep your cards to your chest Can’t see a cop and not confess It’s your disposition. There Ain’t a confidence you’ll keep Buy an anniversary present and offer that girl a peak You Tattletale Can’t keep a secret to yourself Tattletale Display it on your mantel shelf Your telltale heart beats to reveal The things that others could conceal You Tattletale Nothing is hidden. You ain’t got no sleeves Just tattoos of secrets… often ‘bout me Open door to visitors that should have been left closed No secret’s safe. Your impish ways leave my secret life exposed You Tattletale Can’t keep a secret to yourself Tattletale Display it on your mantel shelf Your telltale heart beats to reveal The things that others would conceal You Tattletale Unsafe with secrets; no use for camouflage Can’t hold your breath or hide a step; demanding my triage You Tattletale Can’t keep a secret to yourself Tattletale Display it on your mantel shelf Your telltale heart beats to reveal The things that others would conceal You Tattletale ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music
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Lost in Translation Lost in translations we often question what we mean By those words of love Lost in translations We often question what we mean By the words that are whispered in the dark I can’t make it up to you No, I can’t even try When these strained translating hearts can lie Hold my eye and ask me If I’d die to save our love And I won’t blink at all I’m a true believer You think has deceived ya I have no reason to lie You can’t make it up to me No, you can’t even try When your strange translating heart denies my true love ©2022 by Rees Shad & Shadville Music

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released October 7, 2022

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Rees Shad Great Barrington, Massachusetts

Songwriter, storyteller, multi-instrumentalist Rees Shad works to craft Americana short story songs with deep hooks, alluring melodies, and engaging rhythms. Audiences will hear a soulful and charismatic singer who teleports his audience into fictional landscapes that portray the real North America that Shad has traversed as a troubadour and writer his entire life.
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