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Dukkha's Nemesis

Dukkha's Nemesis

by Patty Morris

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Singer songwriter mom, her baby girls (vocals) and son James Donahue join guitarist Adam Agati (Ludacris, Marcus Miller) and drummer Nick Falk (The Rigs) for inventive funk jazz blues CD. At least 10% of proceeds go to cure cystic fibrosis.
  • 04:54 Story Lyrics
    Jackie Was Cry'n

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N

    ©2008, Ali Donahue & Patty Morris

     

    IT ALL STARTED WHEN

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N

     'N I WAS DOIN THE BLUES

      I WAS DOIN THE BLUES

      DOIN THE BLUES

    MAMA WAS BUSY IN THE KITCHEN

    'N I WAS DOIN THE BLUES

     

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N

    MAMA WAS SAD

    PAPA WAS GONE

    SISTER WAS MAD

    SHE WAS OUT CRUISIN WITH HER BOYFRIEND

    ALL NIGHT LONG

    I JUST KEPT PLAYIN ON MY GUITAR

    SINGING A SONG (it went like)

     

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N (oh she was cry'n)

    MAMA GONNA SIGH WHEN SHE HEARS HER BABY CRY (Cry'n)

    JACKIE WAS CRY’N!

    RIVER GONNA FLOW WHEN SHE LET THE TEARS GO

     

    BROTHER WAS FIGHTIN FOR HIS LIFE

    AT THE LOCAL RING

    BUT LORD KNOWS BROTHER’S GETTING OLDER

    BARELY MAKIN A LIVING

    SISTER WAS CRUISIN – ALL NIGHT LONG

    I JUST KEPT PLAYIN ON MY GUITAR, SINGIN A SONG (it went like)

     

    JACKIE WAS CRY’N…(Oh, she was cry'n)

    MAMA GONNA SIGH WHEN SHE HEARS HER BABY CRY (Oh, she was cry'n)

    RIVER GONNA FLOW WHEN SHE LET THE TEARS GO

    JACKIE WAS CRY’N 

    LORD KNOWS PAPA NEVER DID MUCH FOR US, ANYWAY

    OUT ON THE TOWN AND HE NEVER COME AROUND

    WHEN THERE WAS BILLS TO PAY

    BANKER KEPT KNOCKIN AT THE DOOR

    TO GET BACK WHAT HE OWN

    MAMA TURNED OUT THE LIGHT, SHE CRAWLIN ON THE FLOOR

    SHE CAN’T PAY THE LOAN

     

    SISTER WAS CRUISIN – ALL NIGHT LONG

    I JUST KEPT PLAYIN ON MY GUITAR, SINGIN A SONG (it went like)

     

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N (Oh, she was cryin)

    MAMA GONNA SIGH WHEN SHE HEARS HER BABY CRY

    (Jackie was cryin)

    JACKIE WAS CRY'N

    RIVER GONNA FLOW WHEN SHE LET THE TEARS GO, go, go, GO!

     

    mama was busy in the kitchen

    (jackie was cry'n) 

    …  ‘JACKIE! MAMA! PAPA! SISTER!’

  • 04:09 Story Lyrics
    Sister Gotta Bad Habit

    SISTER GOTTA BAD HABIT

    © 2008 Patty Morris & Dukkha’s Nemesis

     

    SISTER GOTTA BAD HABIT

    SHE LOVE EVERYBODY WHO DOWN

    HOLD UP THEIR HEAD WHEN THEY’RE DYIN

    LIFT EM UP OFF THE GROUND

     

    M T POCKET, M T BOWLS, M T WELLS, M T SOULS

    SHE FILL EM – WITH AN ANGEL’S LOVE

     

    SISTER GOTTA BAD, BAD HABIT

    SHE HELPIN OUT A POOR MAN AND HIS WIFE

    THEY SAY SHE GONNA HELP HER POOR SELF TO DEATH

    BUT SHE HELPIN HERSELF TO TRUE LIFE

     

    M T POCKET, M T BOWLS, M T WELLS, M T SOULS

    SHE FILL EM – WITH AN ANGEL’S LOVE 

     

    [BRIDGE]:

    SISTER, YOU ON THE WRONG SIDE OF TOWN

    SISTER, WHERE EVERYBODY’S JUST DOWN

    I KNOW, YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE CRY

    SISTER, GIVE EM WINGS TO FLY

     

    [SOLOS]

     

    [BRIDGE]

     

    SISTER GOT A TERRIBLE HABIT

    THEY SAY IT’S IN THE COMP’NY SHE KEEPS

    SOMETIMES SHE HANGIN ROUND WITH FOLKS WHO AINT NO GOOD

    SORTA LIKE THE MAN WHO SAT WITH THIEVES

     

    M T POCKET, M T BOWLS, M T WELLS, M T SOULS 

    SHE FILL EM – WITH AN ANGEL’S LOVE

     

    SISTER GOTTA BAD SPENDIN HABIT

    SHE HANDIN OUT HER LAST THIN DIME

    BUT WE COULD NEVER SPEND ALL THE LOVE SHE GIVE

    EVEN WHEN SISTER RUN OUTTA TIME

     

    M T POCKET, M T BOWLS, M T WELLS, M T SOULS

    SHE FILL EM – WITH AN ANGEL’S LOVE

    YES SHE FILL EM UP, WITH AN ANGEL'S LOVE

    GO, SISTER, FILL THEM ALL

    WITH AN ANGEL'S LOVE

     

  • 05:36 Story Lyrics
    Do Some Good (Shut Your Mouth)

    DO SOME GOOD (SHUT YOUR MOUTH)

    ©2008 Patty Morris

     

    SHUT YOUR MOUTH

    WHY YOU GOIN ROUND TELLIN ALL THEM LIES

    ZIP IT UP

    ALL YOU WANNA DO IS MESS WITH OTHER PEOPLE’S LIVES

    DO SOME GOOD INSTEAD

    AND SPREAD IT ALL AROUND

     

    DO SOME GOOD

    ROLL UP YOUR SLEEVES AND HELP SOMEBODY WHO DOWN

    YOU SPENDIN YOUR TIME AND ALL MINE

    SPREADIN RUMORS AROUND THIS TOWN

    WHY DON’T YOU DO SOME GOOD INSTEAD

    AND SPREAD IT ALL AROUND – THIS TOWN

     

    SAD AM I, SAD FOR THE WORLD

    SO SO SAD, AM I

    SAD FOR THE WORLD

    SAD, SAD AM…I?

     

    WELL YOU CAN TALK LIKE YOU’RE RIGHT

    AND EVERYBODY ELSE IS WRONG

    OR YOU CAN HELP BUILD A BRIDGE

    FOR EVERYONE TO GET ALONG

    HEED THE WORLD!  DO SOME GOOD!

    SPREAD IT ALL AROUND

     

    WELL YOU CAN DO RIGHT BY US

    CUZ WE ONLY WISH YOU WELL

    YOU CAN’T BE SPREADIN HEAVEN

    GIVING EVERYBODY HELL

    LISTEN TO THE WORLD!  DO SOME GOOD!

    SPREAD THAT GOOD AROUND –

     

    WHY CAN’T YOU BE NICE?!

    ‘STEAD OF GIVIN THE WHOLE WORLD YOUR CURSE

    IT DON’T SEEM RIGHT

    EVERYBODY HURTS – YOU DON’T DO NUTHIN

    OR YOU MAKE IT WORSE

    WHY DON’T YOU DO SOME GOOD INSTEAD

    AND SPREAD THAT GOOD AROUND

     

    YOU SAY YOU TALK TO JESUS

    SOME PEOPLE DO TALK TO THAT MAN

    OR YOU CAN TALK TO GOD HIMSELF

    FIND PEACE DOWN INSIDE YOU, MAN

    C’MON, ANY WAY YOU CAN

    TALK TO BUDDHA, YEAH –

    N’ SPREAD SOMMA THAT BUDDHA AROUND

     

    TALK TO BUDDHA, OR THE MAN ABOVE

    THEN LISTEN WHAT THEY’RE TRYING TO TELL YOU

    CUZ ALL THEY’RE TALKIN BOUT IS  LOVE

     

    OOH, JUST ABOUT LOVE

    MM, MM, ABOUT  LOVE

    LOVE IS WHAT WE’RE LIVIN FOR

    LOVE CAN PUT AN END TO WAR!

     

    C’MON AND “DO SOME GOOD” (everybody just)

                          “DO SOME GOOD” (everybody, c’mon)

                          “DO SOME GOOD” (ooh, well, yeah)

                          “DO SOME GOOD” (talk to Buddha)

                         “DO SOME GOOD” (that’s right, together now)

                         “DO SOME GOOD” (help somebody)

                         “DO SOME GOOD” (help somebody who down)

  • 04:15 Story Lyrics
    Dukkha's Nemesis

     Tick Tock Timekeeper

    Rippin' rockin' Skinbeater

    Minute minute

    Nanosecond to none

    She gotta bad temper

    And even badder tempo

    As she tries to keep the Time

    But it's always on the run

    There's a

    Universal Metronome

    I betcha know my rhythm, don'tcha

    Keep it steady, won'tcha

    'Cause it's runnin' too erratic

    Try'n to

    Beat back the rhythm of the rain

    It's mesmerizing

    Beat the pain

    It's agonizing

    Beat desire

    It's tantalizing

    Beat the aching

    Beat the hunger

    Beat the bottomless...

    Abyss

    Beat the Time

    It's the rhythm of your Life

    Life is Dukkha

    Dukkha's Life

    Life is Song

    Song is

    Dukkha's Nemesis...

     

    (C) 2008 Patty Morris

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • 06:08 Story Lyrics
    It's Time

    It's Time To realize where we been Where we are It's Time this Time

    It's Now No waiting for tomorrow and sorrow It's Now It's Now

    Two kids we been great lovers That I must say

    But Lover this Mother Can't live for yesterday 

    It's Time I'm leaving for the City It's there It's Time it's Time

     

    It's blue The glitter isn't here I was wrong It's blue It's blue

    No You I left myself behind There's no Life No Dreams No You

    I left to chase the music That seemed far away

    But our heartbeats Not drumbeats Were sweeter once to play

    It's blue The heart that housed my own isn't here

    It's You It's Blue

     

    It's Time To pick up all the pieces To begin again It's Time

    It's Now How Could I be so wrong We belong together Now

    I once lost my direction But this much I know

    As long as you need me Again I'll never go

    It's Time, My heart has found its home

    In your Love In You It's Time

     

    This Time It's Time

    It's Time, This Time

    Time...Time...Time

    Baby It's Time

     

    (c) Patty Morris 2008

  • 06:21 Story Lyrics
    Wait A While

    Wait a While Just a While

    The hardest thing sometimes to do

    Wait a while Just a while

    No reason for feeling blue

    Blue skies may open up

    To clouds that seem forever

    Things may turn out beautiful

    If you wait Just you wait If you wait

    Just a while

     

    Wait a while Just a While

    Good things may yet come

    Come to your Destiny

    If you wait Just you wait

    If you Wait

    Just a While!

     

    (c)2008 Patty Morris

  • 03:29 Story Lyrics
    Miles - Down The Road

    Miles, down the road

    You will see what will come

    Looking ahead

    Don't forget to see Now

    Catch hold of the wind

    Let it breathe for you

    Begin

    To live

    Freely

    It's Your

    Time

    It's Your

    Time to Explore

    Your place in the Universe

    Catch hold of the wind

    Let it breathe for you

    Begin

    To Live

    Freely

    It's Your

    Time

    To find

    Your place

    And be

    The

    Wind

    (c)2008 Patty Morris

  • 03:16 Story Lyrics
    Blind

    There's a young boy

    Who sits on the sidewalk

    Nowhere to go

    With noone to talk

    The people race by

    Driven by the bad clock

    As he comforts himself

    With his head in his hands

    There's a young girl

    See her walk down the street

    With noone to play with

    And nothing to eat

    A hand-me-down dress

    No shoes on her feel

    Lord, someone give her a hand

    Chorus: And isn't it sad

    We stiffly recite

    I'd give them a hand

    But they'll manage all right

    And some people say

    It's the way it should be

    And maybe they're right

    'Cause in our dark towers

    We'll always be blind

    To what these children see

    There's an old man

    Who sits talking with time

    He says, "How you doin',

    You know I'm just fine.

    They all think I'm crazy

    And should be in bed,

    But I got some livin' to do

    'Fore I'm dead."

    Chorus: And isn't it sad

    We stiffly recite

    I'd give him a hand

    But he'll manage all right

    And some people say

    It's the way it should be

    And maybe they're right

    'Cause in our dark towers

    We'll always be blind

    To what these children see

    We'll always be blind

    To what all children

    Of the world

    See

    (c)2008 Patty Morris

  • 06:16 Story Lyrics
    65 Roses
    Info about Cystic Fibrosis ("65 Roses") and
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    Sixty-five Roses
    In my little girl's room
    In the middle of them all, see her
    A beautiful bloom
    A child
    With a smile
    That could light up
    Your darkest night
    A beautiful child
    With sixty-five roses
    I want her home tonight

    Always helping everybody
    'Cause that little girl knows
    What it's like to be up and down
    That's the way her young life goes
    Always giving everybody
    A beautiful smile
    So it's hard to remember
    'Cause she's kind beyond her years
    She's just a child, with...

    Sixty-five Roses
    In that little girl's room
    In the middle, see her there
    A beautiful bloom
    A child with a smile
    That could light up
    Your darkest lonely night
    A beautiful child
    With sixty-five roses
    Lord, bring her home tonight
    Tonight

    She's been away from home
    For too many days
    Lord knows, this time,
    She says, "they're taking good care of me,
    Everybody's been so kind,
    Mama, so kind;
    And tell everybody thank you
    For thinking 'bout me
    All your cards and your flowers
    Have filled my room with love
    And let my spirit fly free
    So free

    Yes, she's looking out the window
    At a pallet of bright autumn leaves
    She says, "Lord, it's a beautiful world,
    And it's wonderful to breathe;
    Let me breathe, Lord, please;
    And thank you -
    I want to thank you, Lord, For the clouds in the sky
    And the sunshine I see,
    And the people I love
    And the heaven scent of roses
    Everywhere all 'round me
    All around me (from those)..

    Sixty-five Roses
    Everywhere in that room
    In the middle of them all, see her there
    A beautiful bloom
    A child with a smile
    That could light up
    Your darkest lonely night
    She's a beautiful child, yes,
    With sixty-five roses
    I know she's coming home tonight

    'Cause she's a beautiful child
    With sixty-five roses
    Thank God in heaven above
    For this wondrous
    This wondrous
    Life

    (c) 2008 Patty Morris
  • 02:58 Story Lyrics
    Little Buddha

    Little Buddha

    What you thinkin'

    You just seem to know what to do

    For some reason

    You were born with the light

    Your smile sends it shining through

     

    Call it wisdom

    Or an ancient soul

    Everybody knows it's true

    That it's more than your magnetic personality

    That draws everybody to you

     

    I know I'm asking

    Too many questions

    Instead of just living my days

    But there's so many roads

    I don't know which one to take

    Little Buddha always knows the way

     

    Little Buddha

    Got a smile on your face

    And a simple song inside your heart

    Every time I see my road coming to an end

    Your eyes see a brand new start 

     

    Tell me, Buddha,

    What makes you so sure

    The sun's gonna dry up my tears

    You're far too young to know the ways of the world

    But you're wiser than all my years

     

    I know I'm making

    A simple life

    Harder than it has to be

    For every door that's locked tight inside my mind

    Little Buddha holds a magic key

    Little Buddha gonna give me the key

    Laugh, Little Buddha, run free

     

    (c) 2008 Patty Morris

     

  • 02:50 Story
    Miles, Reprise
  • 03:12 Story Lyrics
    The Last Tollgate

    Speedin down the highway

    Mile 199

    Travelin at the speed of light

    Waste no time

    Can't drive within the limits

    Way too much to do

    Got a speeding ticket

    At 1-6-2

    Seems like every time

    I'm on my way

    Gotta hit the brakes

    Got a toll to pay

     

    Got to make up lost time

    To get nowhere fast

    Every time I race that clock

    I seem to come in last

    Even if I get somewhere

    I'm not too sure

    I'll remember what it is

    I came here for

     

    Seems like every time I'm on my way

    Gotta hit the brakes

    Got a toll to pay

     

    No time while driving so fast

    To stop and kiss the ground

    Can't remember where I been

    Better slow me down

    I'm running out of highway

    At Mile 2-8

    Hope I got enough left

    For the Last Tollgate

     

    Seems like every time

    I'm on my way

    Gotta hit the brakes

    I got a toll to pay!

     

    (c) 2008 Patty Morris

  • 02:59 Story Lyrics
    Believe In Peace

    I'm just an old hippy

    Believe in Peace

    Never hurt noone

    I believed in Peace

    I'm just an old soldier

    Don't carry no gun

    Won't stop waging Love

    Til the Wars are done

     

    Stop! Sending rocket ships

    Up to the moon

    Babies are crying

    And dying

    Too soon

     

    It's funny but money

    Don't appeal to me

    'Cause money don't make you

    Believe in Peace

    Believe in Peace

    Believe in Peace

     

    I'm just an old hippy

    Making Music and Love

    Don't wear no pearls

    Sure don't own no white glove

    I don't know where I'm headed

    But there's one thing I've found

    If Love is your Compass

    You're homeward bound

     

    If I could buy up the Moon

    Well, I think I'd just pass

    When I look at who's First

    Guess I'd rather be Last

     

    It's Flowers not Power

    That appeals to me

    'Cause Power don't make you

    Believe in Peace

    Believe in Peace

    Believe in Peace

     

    I'm just an old hippy

    I believed in Peace

    Never meant no harm

    I just believed in Peace

    Believe in Peace

    Believe in Peace

    Believe...

    In...

    Peace

     

    (c)2008 Patty Morris

  • 02:59 Story Lyrics
    Blind (Pre-Prise) & (Whaaaat)

    There's a young boy

    Who sits on the sidewalk

    With nowhere to go

    And noone to talk

    The people race by

    Driven by the Bad Clock

    While he comforts himself

    With his head in his hands

     

    There's a young girl

    See her walk down the street

    With no one to play with

    And nothing to eat

    A hand me down dress

    No shoes on her feet

    Lord, someone give her a hand

     

    And isn't it sad

    We stiffly recite

    I'd give them a hand

    But they'll manage all right

    And some people say

    It's the way it should be

    And maybe they're right

    'Cause in our dark towers

    We'll always be blind to what

    These children see

     

    There's an old man

    Who sits talking with Time

    He says, "how you doin'?

    You know I'm just fine.

    They all think I'm crazy

    And should be in bed,

    But I got some livin' to do

    'Fore I'm dead

     

    And isn't it sad

    We stiffly recite

    I'd give him a hand

    But he'll manage all right

    And some people say

    It's the way it should be

    And maybe they're right

    'Cause in our dark towers

    We'll always be blind to what

    These children see

    So, let in the Light

    And open our towers

    Then we won't be blind to what

    All the children

    Of the world

    See

     

    (c)1999 Patty Morris

    Oh! And Lyrics to "Whaaaat?":

    Beep Sheeeek Dak Dooba Daaaaayyyy etc etc

     

     

NOTES
Members of Dukkha's Nemesis have shared the stage with legends including Wynton Marsalis, The Yellowjackets, Hal Crook, Dave Zinno, Joe Lovano, Herbie Hancock, Dave Brubeck, JD Steele, Ludacris, and Marcus Miller. The extensive influences of jazz, rock, hip hop, funk, blues, soul, R&B, reggae, gospel and alternative are evident in this unique cross-generational project. Profits help fight cystic fibrosis, a chronic inherited genetic condition which causes lung function decline and too often early death …
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