Circle - Edie Brickell

Me, I’m a part of your circle of friends and we notice you don’t come around Me, I think it all depends on you touching ground with us. But, I quit. I give up. Nothing’s good enough for anybody else it seems. And I quit. I give up. Nothing’s good enough for anybody else it […]

Little Miss S. - Edie Brickell

Shooting up junk in the bathroom Makin it with punks on the floor Livin the scene of her limmisine Little Miss S. in a mini dress Living it up to die In a blink of the public eye Day-glo point in an electric chair Electric dye in her lovers hair A pretty sight in the […]

What I Am - Edie Brickell

I’m not aware of too many things, but I know what I know if you know what I mean. Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box. Religion is the smile on a dog. I’m not aware of too many things, but I know what I know if you know what I mean. Choke me […]

Lost In The Moment - Edie Brickell

The register stood open as the smoke cleared the room And one man was lying over blood and a broom The store door was swingin’ in a midnight breeze And another man ran through the dark and the trees Lost in the moment of what he needs Lost in the moment of what he needs […]

Picture Perfect Morning - Edie Brickell

I haven’t learned to say goodbye Hello itself is hard enough It kills to let a good thing die And I don’t want to see it go bad Picture perfect morning Just before the dawn And city lights are dying Sing in the cathedral Face in the stained glass is crying I won’t let myself […]

In The Bath - Edie Brickell

In the morning in the bath Water pouring from the tap I don’t want to go out Lie back Relax Ever lazy never free What my conscience does to me Always something I should do Something I should be Run around Put me down if you want to I can’t hear a sound ‘Cause I’m […]

Olivia - Edie Brickell

He left home when she was seventeen We came back to see her She was older cold and even mean Not like we remembered Out along the old road Where the Indian Paintbrush grows She began to cry and said she wanted us to know There were hard times When the family was broken There […]

Hard Times - Edie Brickell

He left home when she was seventeen We came back to see her She was older cold and even mean Not like we remembered Out along the old road Where the Indian Paintbrush grows She began to cry and said she wanted us to know There were hard times When the family was broken There […]

Stay Awhile - Edie Brickell

Stay a while Stay as long as you can Alright I don’t mind if I do Pull up a lawn chair Take your dreams outside Alright I don’t mind if I do Lay low and motor Motor along Rest a while Rest as long As you need Alright Loosen your laces Let your soles be […]

Good Times - Edie Brickell

You don’t even have to try It comes easy for you The way you move is so appealing It could make me cry Go out driving with my friends In Bobby’s big old beat up car I’m with a lot of people then I wonder where you are Good times, bad times, give me some […]