Schwa Lyrics


Lyricist: Dave Katz
Vocalist: Dave Katz
Drum beat, dance feet, cymbals come crashing all around 
Accompaniment of sound Guitar ringing,
wavy voice singing really loud,
Head up in the clouds, (in the clouds)

Biker, hiker apparently it all turns out the same
Like a broken picture frame.
Taker, faker, I wish I would've known your real game,
the face behind the name.


You hide behind a wall, lying to us all
You hide behind a smile, sneering all the while
You hide behind words, but your words are absurd
All I want to know Are you a man, or a mouse?

One, two three four,
I wish I had a nickel for every time I heard you bitch and whine
Five, six, seven, eight, everyone's below you in your own mind
Kissing your behind, (your behind)

One face, two face, never know how many you will show
Lies are all you know Bad call, slime ball.
Never knew that having you around,
Would bring so many down



Funny how a good thing, can turn out so bad
Just a passing fancy, a pathetic fad
Nothing left but a bad taste, lingering about
Take a sip, swish it around, and just spit it out

Self promoter, egotistic gloater all the way
You never meant to stay Now it's so much better,
all the nasty weather has blown away
The price is yours to pay


First Played: September 2, 2006 Legend Valley Music Center - Thornville, OH

Last Played: May 24, 2015 Clay's Park - Canal Fulton, OH

# Times Played: 2

% Played: 0.24 %

Shows Since 1st Played: 842

Shows Since Last Played: 300

1st set: 2

2nd set: 0

3nd set: 0

Encore: 0

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