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Mr. Wonderful
02:26
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I’m feelin’ well I’m feelin’ fine
I’ve got the blues and they’re not mine
Everybody loves to see
A greedy man feelin’ ugly
And I might fall tomorrow
With these wounds I stole and borrowed
It chokes me up to have to see
It cracks me up to hear your dreams
And what you really think they mean
Everybody pays to see
A handsome man take money
And I might fall tomorrow
It’s a bull market on sorrow
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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When You Wake Up
02:48
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Come to me, come to me
Don’t slip away too far
You can be, you can be
Too much the way you are
I would love to stay, but really
Call me someday when you wake up
Please believe, please believe
I’m not in the mood for a fight
Can’t you see, can’t you see
I’ve only turned out the light
I’d love to say sincerely
It’ll be ok, as it once was
I don’t want to stay and I know it’s early
Call me someday when you wake up
Wake up
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Whatever you said, I’ve already heard
You’ve said it a thousand times
I rest assured
I’m wasting my time
Whatever you said, it all sounds the same
You’ve shown up a thousand times
And you’ll show up again
I’m gonna dedicate this one to you
And your romantic lies
I’m all out of moonshine, I know it’s serious
You’ve said it a thousand times
I’m almost curious
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Hard To Believe
03:07
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Who wants her now?
A queue from a crowd
Winds around several city blocks
She’s been interred by her own words
And her suitors panting speech is mostly slurred
Baby, you are hard to believe
And it’s all in the way she loves to share
All the misery that she cannot bear
To relate to her gladhanded affairs
The high life is hers
It just occurs every time she opens up her mouth
And when she does, it is because
Her elephantine pride has spied a mouse
Baby, you are hard to believe
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Only Human
04:39
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Late last night she gave me a hand
You know that I love it and I don’t give a damn
Can you relate to me lovely, several hundred more times?
If you fell through the ceiling that’d be mighty divine
She’s got long lash eyes and fakin’surprise
Get my balls, decide
Maybe I should go hide
Human
Only human
Whether she leaves
Whether shallow
The same thing happened the very next day
Until I grabbed me a napkin after cleaning my plate
She said that I look good when I’m goin’ away
So I kept on walkin’ till I got to LA
There were song men cheatin’ on fourth of July
And a threadbare suit that was easy to try
The same thing happened the very next day
Until I tipped up to the wall and ordered Mount Gay
A splash of coke and a lime and “oh! I can’t pay”
The sun keeps a howlin’ down ‘bout “What’d that criminal say?”
You’ve got that seminal hit that flew back you gack bit of that push and pull back
Over that love shack here’s a forecast: you can’t shoo that bitterland tune back
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Truck
03:23
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I thought about it
But you were wrong
I shouldn’t stop it
Doin’ it all night and all through the day
I might dick around forever
No no
Maybe so
In and out of lanes up and down the avenue
Hopin’ that a truck will come and run me over soon
Now I know I’ve got it
I see a stranger and I have to shout it
Maybe the things I say and do are not too cool
But it’s so unlikely
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Don't Hurry Me
02:43
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Don’t hurry me
I’m not layin’ in bed
I’m out on the street
Just like I said
Head in the left lane and feet in the right
I’m comfortable here
All day and all night
Don’t hurry me
I heard what you said
“Move it or lose it”
And “it” is my head
But can I draw flies?
Yeah!
Please mister sir you don’t understand
I’m really tired and I’ve been takin’ a nap
Don’t hurry me
Oh!
Oh! Oh! my head
You have driven over my head
If I could
If I could stand
I’d lay down again
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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8. |
Blues In Diane
02:35
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Blues in Diane
Will I ever get to see her again?
Can I even believe till then?
She’s been so far right
Blues in Diane
Walking slowly in the sea and the sand
Like in a movie where they’re holding hands
And they never fight
We don’t like to speak about it
But when we do we shout it to the moon
We don’t like to scream about it
We leave ‘em in our little thought balloons
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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July
03:00
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Here where I rose and I fell
Crickets cajoling
I in the once and future dwell
Troubled with not knowing
This is not the place that I want to be
Not even a race that I want to lead
Should have been ahead but I’m on my knees
Can’t even begin to take the dis from ease
Now what the rumor foretold
Is slowly unfolding
How in this heat I can still feel cold
Is nothing consoling
Maybe it’s just July
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Idiot Box
02:37
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Please leave me out of this
All I wanted was a kiss, don’t you believe me
When you go back and forth, could it be that
Your love is pure for sport though you seethe at
My buddies the highons, who follow the Lions
The trouble with cryin’ is that I’d be lyin’
All I ever wanted was a true love
Without feeling I would have to memorize the words to her favorite song
And it’s by me
Please lead me into bliss
All I want is to be missed, you’ve got to believe me
When you go back and forth could it be that
Your love is of a sort that I sneeze at
Listen to me, listen to me
I’m not gonna be what you want me to be
We live in idiot box
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Bitter Greens
04:13
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I hear laughter up among the cobwebs
They rise and fall with the evening breeze
I’m lyin’ on my back on top of valentines
Never sent, they make me sick to read
I say I do and then I don’t
I say I will and then I won’t
Uh uh baby, it’s my turn to hide
From blonde to black to brown and then to redhead
She sighs and I’m in darker clouds
It didn’t make much difference when I knew her
It doesn’t make much difference now
Bitter greens with vinaigrette
Your table sir for one is set
Your waiter’s name is Steve
He’s kind of slow
I say I will and then I won’t
I say I do and then I don’t
Uh uh baby, it’s my turn to fly
I’ve always wanted to be by your side
I’ve always wanted too much
I think if I forget her I’ll be alright
Though we both know I’m the one that’s up and gone
Bitter greens with vinaigrette
Your table sir for one is set
Your waiter is deceased
Help yourself
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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I Wouldn't Bet The Farm
03:25
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We were friends
And that’s how it begins
We moved slowly through a park one summer night
I’ve been meaning to tell you that I’ve been somewhat upset
Not that it is important, but I haven’t done it yet
I know better than to fall in love, if that’s what you call it
I wouldn’t bet the farm, but I guess that’s what I did
Your know I’m lost without you
I’m paralyzed
That’s why I’ve got to
Repair my whine
In the nick of time
Shoo the mime
I know I ought to
Now and then I want more than a friend
And I’m willing to destroy what isn’t mine
Why why why?
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Oh no, not this again
I hoped that you knew this
I’m a particular man
I’m crafting my bliss
I thought that you understood
How to engage me
No no don’t hesitate
You know I’d like this chance to relate
I’d like to take this chance to relate
I want you to do things that I say
Tell me it’s forgivable
Gabby, make me a hi-ball
Be unforgettable, catch me when I fall
Imbecile grin and all
Here we go from the top again
I hope that you get this
I’m a very motivated man
With an opportunity to state
I’d like to take this chance to relate
I want you to do things that I say
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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Ruthless
03:39
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I’m mounted on the fences that have organized my head
As cameras roam the country side
If they don’t shoot me I’ll be dead
I was sent here to protect the crops
But I’m tempted to defect and drop the first approaching thought
All the functionary heads I’ve tumbled
How can I subvert this mental state?
This dagger poking dictates I might fumble
I’m ruthless
I’m afraid
The pile of severed noses rises higher to spite my face
Should I lop off another one or reconsider my fate?
In the stillness I know as God
There is a serious lack of dialogue
And it troubles me
Here’s one last boring episode of that sitcom in which I starred
I felt it was a drama and that really fed the lark
But I’m not amused
I’m gonna pitch strikes through that picture tube
©2008 Khalid Hanifi
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July (Live at WDET)
02:57
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Khalid Hanifi Ann Arbor, Michigan
Over the course of three decades, Khalid Hanifi (Map of the World [Atlantic Records], Kiss Me Screaming, Maypops, and as a solo artist) has built a deeply compelling body of work that combines uniquely thoughtful, personally-charged lyrical content with impeccably crafted, irresistibly infectious melodies. ... more
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