Roadblock

by Neil Conway

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released May 12, 2006

Neil Conway - guitar, vocals
Pat Boyle - dobro, melodica, trumpet, harmonica
Dave Rowe - bass
Colleen Power - backing vocals on "You and Me"

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Lee Tizzard and Neil Conway
St. John's, Newfoundland. March, 2006

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Track Name: Message Manager Lady
Message Manager Lady

I call her I’d say about three times a day
She’ll always say the same thing
Who did I miss? Was it you, Kate or Chris?
I’m just waiting for this thing to ring
And bring me closer to love

She’s my pre-recorded mama and she’s programmed to please
It ain’t her fault you never call me
You won’t leave me a message with a howdy baby
All’s I gots is a message manager lady

Mailing letters through a wire they can get there pretty quick
Just one click of a switch and it’s there
Now my love is on file in some distant database
to erase when you no longer care
So I sit and I wait and I stare

at this information screen yes it's cold and it’s mean
and it just ain’t sexy to me
You won’t leave me a message with a howdy baby
All’s I gots is a message manager lady

Then a mad scientist said, “come here and try this
machine it can chat and drink tea”
I gave it a try. It could make hours fly
So I missed the phone when you called me
Now its back to my old ami

She’s my pre-recorded mama…
Track Name: Tomorrow Already
Tomorrow Already

Time keeps movin on so fast
I find keeping up hard to maintain
I spent the whole day yesterday
waiting for a ride in the rain
It’s tomorrow already again

It’s tomorrow. It’s tomorrow.
Yesterday was today
But now it’s tomorrow It’s tomorrow
It’s tomorrow already again

Now the bills are due and I feel screwed
So I'm singin' my blues for change
This money ain’t no fun it’s just a drain
and there ain’t no work that I wanna do
since dreamin' doesn’t pay
But it’s tomorrow already again

I think I’ll make a record so that
I can have some riches and fame
Don’t wanna wash no dishes
or dig ditched at a job that is lame
But it’s tomorrow already again

It's tomorrow...

So scrub that floor. Cook that sauce
Make sure they know that you know who’s the boss
Then weigh your loss against your gain
and it’s tomorrow already again
Track Name: Give God a Break
Give God a Break

Ricky got riled up about the middle east
Upset by sights and sounds on CNN
They kept sayin' how them Muslims hated freedom
Wasn't no one takin' that away from him
Why he could be attacked at any moment
By missiles armed with anthrax, uranium or box cutters
So he signed up, boot camp
I said wait

Give god a break
He's got a lot on his plate
So give him a rest
from your war and your hate
Ya cut him some slack
and give a little bit back
He could use a helpin' hand
and a paper bag snack

Oh he's really got it hard
You're all stirred up got 'em workin' extra shifts
Droppin' daddy's name, gettin' what you want
Now his desk is swamped with orders for new gifts
So he hired some angels
when keepin' up with runnin' things got hard
He gets an excess of requests, apologies
and the occasional get well card

So give god a break...

Again with the apologies?
Would you just get up off of your knees
Instead of asking him to forgive you
Why not do the ol' guy a favor
and lay off the killin'
Thou shalt not shoot on sight
If he's your official invisible mascot
you could at least have got that one right

So give god a break...everybody
Track Name: The Money Song
The Money Song

The money has been talkin' for too long
It never seems to shut up and listen to the song
It don't hear no one cryin' when skies get filled with bombs
It can not hear what it is doing wrong

You fire a missile, money changes hands
Contracts are awarded to destroy and rebuild lands
War men role in resources with all their loyal fans
Rejoicing in them free market demands

Hunger feeds economies
Now it needs war and jealousy
Hunger feeds, hunger feeds
Hunger feeds Economies

Raising them kids takes all day everyday
but it ain't in the numbers of society
It's the most important job. There ain't no other way
But it don't count if it doesn't pay

Them diamond ring's is highly valued things
But air and water are our most precious borrowings
The silence of a summer day, the way a song bird sings
Reminds me of what money doesn't bring

Hunger feeds...

It used to be that everything was free
But thieves in suits are in cahoots to claim their property
It wouldn't be this way if it was up to you and me
Ain't got no choice in this democracy

Hunger feeds economies
Track Name: Ode to New Country
Ode to New Country

They called it hot country
when country got screwed
I searched high and low
but the radio spewed
The same lame sequences
all frequencies blew
What's a true country fan
supposed to do?

Just turn off the radio
grab your guitar
you have what it takes
to not be a star
They build those celebrities
just like a car
and driven some garbage
too far

They're selling insurance
they're sellin' their soap
pushing their products
like Ronnie with dope
and pushing my buttons
'til I cannot cope
How does a true country fan
have any hope

Turn off the radio...

Who likes this crap?
Doesn't everyone hate it?
Why would they write it
and then syndicate it?
Have all the hillbillies
been gagged and sedated?
New country is
overrated
Track Name: Roadblock
Roadblock

I see you drive to the gym for the exercise bike
Jump on the treadmill and go for a hike
then you complain when fuel prices spike
when you could just ride a real bike

This is a roadblock to stop all your spewing
We're gonna to put an end to what you are doing
There’s lots of nice folks around trying to breath
So you and your car can just leave

Some of us live right here in the city
You don't give a hoot. You ain't got no pity!
But now that you see that your habits are shitty
Will you have compassion? Just an itty bitty?

You take too much air and are you aware
that we must share and I have none to spare
For me on my bike do you think it’s fair?
What's that? I know! You don't care

Well this is a roadblock...

Yes this is a roadblock to stop all your spewing
We're gonna make sure you have zero emissions
Lots of nice folks around trying to breath
So you and your car can just leave

You and your hummer can leave
Track Name: Whistler's Interlude
Whistler's Interlude

Whistling rodents watch winter resorts
with contorted faces
They used to do polkas
but now all they sing is the blues

While whistling tourists slide through the forests
without the trees
This modern day mountain has
so many features to choose

Oh look at all the happy
rich people
Shelling out shillings to shit at the
Fairmount Chateau

So come on lets go
eat at the banquet
They feed ya real good
for 800 dollars a plate

Ya they feed ya real good
and it's only 800 a plate
Track Name: The Edge of Town
The Edge of Town

I hear the edge of town is gettin' wider
We’re tradin' corn and lettuce in for lawns
Pavin' over cabbage with prefabricated homes
The countryside is goin’ goin’ gone

The ground beneath these streets once fed families
With everything that soil and sunlight makes
This place once gave us everything we needed
But now it only takes

Farmer Jim sits a drinkin’ on the corner
Below his room up on the 18th floor
The kids grew up and moved in all directions
Ain’t no Sunday suppers anymore

While passin’ through I asked him for directions
Lookin’ for the nearest grocery store
He said I’d have to take the bus to get there
Then he took a swig and said a little more

He said "the ground beneath these streets…"

I hear the edge of town is gettin' wider
We’re tradin' corn and lettuce in for lawns
Pavin' over cabbage with prefabricated homes
The countryside is goin’ goin’ gone
Track Name: Be My Pizza
Be My Pizza

Be my pizza
I’ll be your extra cheese
I said be my pizza
I’ll be your extra cheese
I will be your lemon
If you will be my...
Squeeze, ya

You gave me onions
I asked you for spice
Went and gave me them onions
I asked you for spice
If you would only curry up
That would be...
Rice, real rice

Lemme have it!

Be my pizza...

I relished the thought and mustard up
The courage to ask you out
I relished the thought and mustard up
The courage to ask you out
But my thoughts
would ketchup

Red hots! Get your red hots!
Track Name: Take Me With
Take Me With

Everybody’s going somewhere
But nobody ever wants to
Take me with 'em

I got my thumb stuck out to see
But nobody will stop for me
‘cause no one ever wants
to take me with 'em

Did you see that RV that drove past me
T'was surely someone’s home away from home
It was towing a Jeep that was towing a trailer
with satellite dish and geodesic dome

Everybody’s going somewhere...

Then suddenly someone stopped for me
Those flashing signal lights were making me fee high
I ran to hop in but they spun dirt in my face
Never stopped long enough for me to say goodbye

Everybody’s going somewhere...,/p>

Old grey cloud why here why now?
Why won't anyone pick me up?
If you must cry, let me be dry
Seems like I ain't got no luck
Track Name: You and Me
You and Me

Darlin’ you
Darlin’ you
Darlin’ you and me
together

I’ve been a drinkin’, thinkin’ and stinkin’ of ya
How I love ya from head to toe
You know I want you
how you want to be
Still I’m wishin’ I could figure out
what I want to do
with you
and me

Darlin’ you...

You know I’m a no good ramblin’ picker
Quick to change my scenery
But you won’t take good advice
and you keep on seein’ me
So come along if you wanna have some fun with me
Just as long as you’re nice when you’re done with me
We can get together and just
hold on

Darlin’ you...

I don’t often get to talkin’ about
lovin’ in my songs
I have been a cynic
for so long
Makin’ fun of just about
all that I can see
except for you
and me
Track Name: Prudes
Prudes

All you prudes are consumed
with thoughts of other people's
sexual habits

You wanna spoil any fun
that is queer while they keep
screwing like rabbits

If consenting adults
Be they male, female
androgynous,
Heterous or homogenous
Like to be smeared
with tapioca pudding
and spanked with
inflatable banjos

Far be it
for you to judge
You can’t see it
Why hold a grudge?
With a nudge and a wink
I think you’re jealous
of all the fun
you’re missing out on

Whatcha missing?
Who ya missing?
How ya missing?
Track Name: Like a Home
Like a Home

The city is a place with all I ever wanted
I grew up with lights in my head
But people only make me lonely
it's not what I expected
I roam the streets turned inside
Invisible and silent
and I long for the touch of someone real
to make this feel like home

Like a home
How can I make this feel like home
Like a home
How can I make this feel like home
Like a home
How can I make this feel like home
Like a home
How can I make this feel like home

It's been so long it's my own fault
I slowly drift from day to day
Am I really this shy
or am I pushing away?
The very thing that I desire
I avoid and walk alone
It's like there's something stopping me
from making this a home

Like a home...

Is home where my heart is, where I started
or just where I rest my head
I stare at the ceiling of the apartment
as I lay thinking in bed
I met you the other day at the cafe
warm and glowing like a spark
You gave me a number, should I call it?
Could it be a start?
Track Name: Things Gettin' Better
Things Gettin’ Better

Jack and Jill went up the hill and stayed there
Later on they came down smiling
Jill fell down and had a baby
Now they’re payin’ rent

Things gettin’ better at the homestead
I got pork and beans
Things gettin’ better at the homestead
We got the new Atari
I don’t even care
what it means
Things gettin’ better at the homestead
I got pork and beans

Jack and Jill bought a house up on the hill
Planted magic beans you know the story
Sent Jack junior up the stock
Now he’s deep in debt

Things gettin’ better at the homestead...