Folk Appetizer

by GrooveLily

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This was a promo EP we released in early 2001, just in time for the International Folk Alliance conference in Vancouver; as with "Just The Three Of Us (live)," this 4-song CD was an attempt to get more bookings in the folk market, which was our most promising touring circuit at the time. It worked! By summer, we were living in a van.

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released February 1, 2001

Recorded and mixed at Monster Island by Mike Caffrey

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GrooveLily Seattle, Washington

Bicoastal trio GrooveLily inhabits that contemporary space where creative musicians ignore the boundaries laid down by words like rock, folk, jazz and pop. The success of their first concert-musical, the critically-acclaimed holiday show STRIKING 12, has led them farther into the world of theatre, where they have carved out a unique niche as a rock band writing and performing shows. ... more

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Track Name: Sitting On The Fence
There are two meadows wide and green
A fence is running in between
And the horses on one side are all healthy
They have perfect shiny coats
And a bucket full of oats
In terms of equine assets they are all wealthy

But every day they're tied to someone else's rope
A riding crop's enough to make them give up hope
Is that the life for me? I don't think I could cope
Nope

That's why I'm sitting on the fence

And over on the other side
Are horses running far and wide
They are proud and they will answer to no one
They are wild as the breeze
As it whistles through the trees
There is beauty in their unbridled motion

But when the winter comes there's hardly food at all
There's no retreating to the safety of the stall
Don't think I'll answer when I hear Jack London's call, y'all

That's why I'm sitting on the fence

There's no alternative - it's how it's always been
You're fat and burdened or unburdened and too thin
So either way you go they're going to fence you in, when

You gotta wear the saddle if you wanna get the apple
But you can't enjoy the apple if you only wear the saddle
But you gotta wear the saddle if you wanna get the apple
But you can't enjoy the apple if you only wear the saddle

That's why I'm sitting on the fence
Track Name: Open Letter To Madonna
Dear Madonna,
You were everything that a girl would want to be
All the junior high boys worshipped you and wouldn't notice me
You told Dick Clark you'd rule the world
Reigning queen, material girl
Seeking Susan desperately

CHORUS:
Do you breathe easy?
Do you feel like the monkey's off your back?
Do you dream that your life is just a movie?
And now that you're big, can you relax?

Dear Madonna,
You express yourself in the top ten every time
I hope you live to sell your secrets - I wanna be the first in line
Blonde ambition's all you need
Dirty books for us to read
Whatever keeps you on our minds

CHORUS

Me and my band, we want to know
How is the view up there at the top?
I understand that once you begin
To reinvent yourself, you don't stop
Holding on tight to the brass ring
Are you afraid that you might drop?
And is it worth the sacrifices you have made?

Dear Madonna,
I read somewhere that you're tired of your fame
You wish all your fans would back away from the car and clear the lane
You are bored with interviews
You are sick of making news
But you've got no one else to blame

If you don't breathe easy
If you don't feel like the monkey's off your back
Do you dream that your life's a scary movie?
And now that you're big
Now that you're big
Now that you're big, can you relax?
Track Name: Love Is The Perfect Crime
Jonatha Brooke has the unalienable right to reproduce these lyrics in print and on the web. We don't.
Track Name: Gotham City Breakdown (folked-up version)
Feels like I'm headed for a Gotham City breakdown
The water level's rising up above the whole town
I'm like a minnow in the world's biggest fishbowl
I think I'm headed for the darkest night of my soul
I turn and paddle more...can't even see the shore
I'm in a whirlpool of city and I'm losing my mind

Feels like I'm headed for a Gotham City breakdown
My head is spinning on this urban merry-go-round
The bumper cars are lining every avenue now
The carnival is just an overcrowded zoo now
And everybody's rude...I need some solitude
We gotta stop this roller coaster 'cause I'm losing my mind

We've got to break from Gotham while there's still a way out of town
We've got to break from Gotham City 'cause if we don't break this party up
Then any day now Gotham City's gonna break us down

Feels like I'm headed for a Gotham City breakdown
Somebody kicked me off the stairway to the high ground
Nobody listens to the song I want to sing here
Nobody gives a particular four-letter word beginning with "s" and ending with "t" about a single thing here
I'm sliding down a hill...though I am standing still
The world is spinning all around me and I'm losing my mind

We've got to break from Gotham while there's still a way out of town
We've got to break from Gotham City 'cause if we don't break this party up
Then any day now Gotham City's gonna break us down