Beer & Coffee

by Matthew Ebel

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"Oh yeah, top-down drivin' around music, this is. Just imagine it: got the roof open, the wind in your hair, the sun in your face, driving into that morning sun. Feeling good, alive, awake, and full of fun." -Adam Curry

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released November 1, 2005

Drums by Andrew Dickson, Guitar by Mark Sutton, Engineering by Gabe Long. All songs written and performed by Matthew Ebel

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Matthew Ebel Boston, Massachusetts

I call myself a piano rocker, but I’m really just kind of a goofball. I’ve been playing the piano since age 5, discovered electronic music at 12, and made this stuff my career in '99. Since then I’ve played the Grand Ole Opry, been quoted in Rolling Stone, and made a name for myself in new media. I’ve been playing piano rock full-time since 2007 and since then I’ve never looked back. ... more

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Track Name: Wasting My Time
How can you love me when you don’t know who I am?
These pages got a lot more filling from a
bloodstained, dirty hand.
All I know is I was blind
and the view looked mighty grand.
I been a white devil, a holy roller,
a Bokononist and a loner with a
temper and a cold shoulder.

I just keep wasting my time
again and again.
I been accused of a crime
I didn’t commit.

My baby loves me, gives me everything I need.
She’ll make a crown out of barbed wire
and I’m happy just to bleed.
She knows that I’ve been
trying hard to take my leave,
but she likes guns and she makes love
like a lioness, body like
poison in a sun dress.

Baby, I’m wasting my time
again and again.
I been accused of a crime,
but it’s all in the spin.

Well no one ever told me they would
hold me like a voodoo doll,
with their pins and needles they’re stabbin’ away.
Everybody told me I would be just fine
but it’s my time to drink that bitter wine.
Nobody loves you unless you get in line.

I won’t keep wasting my time
again and again.
I get so used to these crimes,
but it wears kinda thin.

I won’t keep wasting my time
again and again.
I never pay for the crime,
I just live with the sin.

I won’t keep wasting my time
again and again.
I just keep living like I do;
I keep it under my skin.

Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel Entertainment
Track Name: Drive Away
There was a time when nothing stood in between us.
Now there’s a curve in the road so sharp it’ll make you bleed.
We don’t talk, we just punch the clock,
we can’t find each other in the same old gridlock.
Maybe a little escape is what we need.

You live and you love and you work like a dog every morning.
The city’s a pain like the latte stain on your dress.
Get in the van before you break down,
it don’t cost a dime to leave this town.
We’ll get on the road ’cause we gotta get out of this mess.

So let’s drive away.
Let the sunlight chase us all day.
Nothing’s gonna stand in our way, yeah,
let’s drive away.

Love was a word in a song and I took it for granted;
a bump in the road, not really a part of the drive.
Well come on, Kuwanna, it’s alright.
You made me believe tonight
it’s love that makes it so damn good to be alive.

I’m sorry if I seem fast but I gotta get going.
There’s gotta be more than the coffee shops and the bar.
Well baby, maybe it’s too late,
or maybe, baby, it’s just fate,
maybe you’ll take my hand and we’ll get in the car.

So let’s drive away.
Let the sunlight chase us all day.
Baby, that’s all I got to say, yeah,
let’s drive away.

Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel Entertainment
Track Name: Bright Northern Lights
Who am I to question what I read in my book?
If I took another look I’d see someone new,
but all I want is you
and I got the answers but the
questions I could never seem to find,
so maybe I gotta deal with the
things in my heart and the thorns in my mind,
they’re tearing me apart.
I never believed in fate, but I believe in a plan
and plans change- so you’d
better be ready to roll with the punches that come.
But we all get knocked out once in a while.
So what’s catching you?

It’s okay, everybody thinks that way.
Everybody’s scared of dying
so we’re all justifying.
But the bright northern lights keep shining.
Keep shining on me.

So tell me that I’m not crazy- I’m not the
only one who worries about the road up ahead
for it seems the rain is getting emer,
the road is getting longer, the signs are
harder to read with each passing mile.
But as long as I’ve got gas for a while
I can enjoy the view from my car,
be glad I made it this far,
listen to the radio playing the songs that,
before too long, I’ll look back on and
say to myself with a great big smile,
man, those were the days.

Even the best, at times,
feel that they’re all alone.
Even with peace of mind
the future’s the great unknown.
Even the best of men have looked up
to the sky, wondering why-
why can’t things be easy?

I gotta slow things down.
Gotta wake my mind up, gotta make up my mind.
Am I living life like I’ve got something to hide
behind? Am I a fly on the scene? Maybe
I’m folding under the pressure from my parents
or the magazines. Maybe I should think for myself.
What do I believe in? I don’t know, just that
Jesus loves me, this I know,
and that’s a good place to start from.
A good place to end.

Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel Entertainment
Track Name: I Know You're There
You
stand on the mountain
miles away
and I
stare down the freeway
that stands in our way

and nothing I say
brings you here
in cover of daylight
you disappear

But I know you’re there
I know you’re there
I know you’re there
I know you’re there
Though you run away from me,
I know you’re there.

You
make all the shadows
that life leaves behind
and I’m
stuck with your shadow,
it fills up my mind

and nothing I say
brings you here
in cover of daylight
you disappear

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Track Name: This Too Shall Pass
This is not what I had planned.
The passing days are not so grand,
the Maseratis and the mansions
are just castles in the sand.
What I’ve got to get me by
are my ambitions and a tie
I wear to work; a well-paid jerk,
I’m so successful I could cry.

I work all day and still
I’m stuck here on my ass.
I’d run away but
I keep smokin’ too much grass.
Lord, give me patience
and I need it fast,
oh all this too shall pass.

Pay my bills and feed my face.
I’m living large in second place
’cause I know soon I’ll own the moon
and live the life in outer space:
A rocket ship to get me there,
a golden iPod, that seems fair.
Then I awake- oops, my mistake,
my motto still reads “I don’t care.”

It’s not like there’s too many walls.
It’s not like I don’t have the balls.
It’s just that I, well, I don’t know how
to live my life in the here and now.

I’m punching out, it’s time to go.
My days are numbered, this I know,
but as it turns out no one burns out
’till they think they’re in control.

I work all day and
take my time to smell the grass.
I’d run away but I know
I can’t run that fast.
Life may be short,
but boy is it a blast
and all this too shall pass.
This too shall pass.
This too shall pass.

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Track Name: Trees
I always thought I would be deep
if I could write about the trees
’cause that’s what deep people do.
I’d really write about the world
or wars, or bars, perhaps a girl,
but the words would be a forest
all the way through.
I’d compare the dancing of the leaves so graceful
high above the lovely dairy grounds
to the Middle East or…
…well, whatever, I guess I’m not as deep
as all the poets in the coffee house downtown.

How do people get so deep?
Why was I shortchanged?
Seems the more I try to write,
the more I think I’m strange.

People write about the trees
to sound like they recycle,
but they all drive an SUV.
I can’t write to save the trees
’cause I’ve been trying, but
my Congressman just won’t listen to me.
And I’m told my lyrics ain’t the deepest,
they don’t seem to paint 1,000 pictures with a word.
Well I don’t have to build a raft like Sylvia Plath
and float on crap like that. I’d only sound absurd.

So I’m grazing in the shallow grass,
but I say shallow words will feed me better
than the poet-codes I’ve heard.
And who’s to say I’m full of bull
because I got no beef with
songs that make sense to the herd?

All I wanted was to milk
a metaphor about the trees
and write some crap that really wows,
but now instead of
writing ’bout the trees,
somehow or another, I ended up
writing about… cows?

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Track Name: Impatience
I thought I was the only one
to reach for stars and only grab a candle
blow ‘em out and make a wish,
and pray the stars are cool enough to handle
what a bold reverie.

I am not alone
I am still alive
empty as I am,
stay with me tonight

I am a wheel
in this great machine
round, cold, and steel-
spin these dreams inside me
inside me

breathe in
slowly…
…breathe in

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Track Name: Tennessee Never Cried
It’s 10am, I’ve got to go
my coffee’s cold, this town is getting old
and I want more
and all I can see is a road
Tennessee never cried
when I walked out on her before

I wanted to run
I wanted to fly
and I didn’t want to abandon
all that we had
so baby don’t you cry
baby, don’t you cry

I knew the price but not the cost
I tried to sever what I’d lost
what will be will be and honey
it’s not fair
love can be a cross to bear

I wanted to run
I wanted to fly
and I didn’t want to abandon
all that we had
so baby don’t you cry
baby, don’t you cry
Ellie, don’t you cry.

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Track Name: Nothing
It’s like I have no mind to speak anymore.
My lips are stapled shut, your ears are sore.
What am I supposed to say?
The words have all been ripped away,
and now I’m picking up the pieces off the floor.

So can you help me find my sordid tongue?
It broke off when my song could not be sung.
I heard it might have harmed
and so I had to be disarmed
and now there’s an empty hole on the wall
where it was hung.

So now I’m screaming
but the sound just doesn’t come.
I’d like to help you up but now the
rope has come undone.
I’m standing up here helpless
but not harming anyone,
and all that I have left to say is…

I’m sorry if you questioned what you believe.
You shut me up but still my songs won’t leave.
My radio was loud enough to
be heard on your cloud
and now it’s up to you if you want to receive.

So now I’m screaming
but the sound just doesn’t come.
I’d like to help you up but now the
rope has come undone.
I’m stranded up here helpless
but not harming anyone,
and all that I have left to say is…

…nothing.

Music and Lyrics © Matthew Ebel Entertainment