Rehearsal 2011-01-13

Brevard Busking QR code


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Gimping around

A Bunch of Lazy Buskers 2011-01-06

A Bunch of Lazy Buskers in Melbourne, FL on 2011-01-06

Rehearsal 2011-01-02


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Pesto (BBC slideshow) 2010-12-31

Busk the Magic Dragon in Indialantic, FL on 2010-12-22



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(there is no visual evidence of this gig.)

tired, asleep, or cryin

(b. tilford, F. Dreyer)

hummin along travelin a road singin a song discovered
dreamin of life that we shared look at the sun it’s hungry
remember the time drinkin that wine first time you said i love you
look at the moon look at the night first time i thought you’d be my wife
everyone said that mornin was much tougher than another
i think they said that cause they cared and didn’t want to see you suffer
stand real tall inside of a chair waitin for a call and hope you’re there
pull off the road in a cloud of dust to find a phone a market
dialin home pick up the phone waitin to hear you answer
not too great think i’m late hit the road and figure

tired asleep or cryin you see i’m tryin to think of why you seem to be
tired asleep or cryin you’re feelin alone while i write this song about you
tired asleep or cryin i reach you thinkin about me here without you
while you speak denyin that we could be together there or somewhere else

hey i admit i’m late but love can take care of hate and
all those dreams and pain of love and hope
i put my trust in tomorrow’s arms and then when
we’re in bed we pull the sheets kiss scream love and dream
all the while knowing lying wide awake

Thomas Rex

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(J. Campbell, H. Hancock – Rockit riff)

Went to the store, for GI Joes
He got that ninja who lives in the snow
He nearly pushed over Estaban
All the other Joes hit the floor

He had a can, three bean salad
and we ate it on his back porch
His Mom and Dad got real mad
They thought the cat had soiled the floor

This is a song for Thomas Rex’s son

Run DMC, not new to me
I’m going to prove my strong mentality
I am the King, there is none higher
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Hello Destro, you got to know
that the Baroness’ got no soul
Mercenaries getting paid
Keep your metal head in the shade

On Friday, I will go, cross the desert and over to your home
Dig a trench and let the water flow
Ride a dune buggy through our desert home
In 6th grade we’re all gangsters
Herbie Hancock, I’m break dancing yeah!

One day at school, we felt uncool
We had to sing the alphabet
Got laughed at by our friends
even Tim, who could fart on command

Cross-eyed Roderick, your hair so slick
and Kay-Kay is such a bully
He asked if we were blood or crip
We survived by neutrality
at recess they were back flipping
at the school where we learned juggling
we programmed on a vic-20
Thomas and I were mighty!

This is a song for Thomas Rex’s son!