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Jesus of Loredo
05:57
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Jesus of Loredo
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
Speak to me, my friend
Tell me of your land and your country,
And tell me how you live
Dying to be free?
You are your own savior, can't you see?
Hear the words of Jesus of Loredo
Corruption ruled the land
Down there where the people got no money
Slaving every day
To survive in poverty,
But Jesus had a plan
He stole a horse and rode on through that country
With freedom on his lips
Rebellion on his mind
You are your own savior, can't you see?
Hear the words of Jesus of Loredo
Peasants gathered 'round,
Marching through the heat into the city
They went to the UN
To demand true liberty
But the U.S. butted in
Giving aid to the forces of oppression
Saying, "Mexico is free!"
Cause they have democracy
You are your own savior, can't you see?
Hear the words of Jesus of Loredo
Surrounded and alone,
The wilderness, it echoed of their freedom,
As the army gunned them down,
For a corrupt democracy
You are your own savior, can't you see?
Hear the words of Jesus of Loredo
They shot ol' Jesus down,
They shot my savior down.
Tell me how we,
Can be so blind that we
Don;t mind tyranny
As long as it looks like democracy?
Welcome to the show,
You know it's all for show,
Welcome to the show,
You know it's all for show...
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Beautifully Blind
02:52
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Beautifully Blind
kyrics abd music by Teo Peralez
Sifting through,
The endless memories and waste,
Upon the floor,
A trace of sadness in it's wake,
But I know,
Just what it takes to live through these tears,
And I know,
Your pain...
Sifting through,
Sifting through you,
Sifting through
Sifting through you.
I've felt you pain,
Stained memories do not erase,
I cannot say,
Just how I got from that place,
But I know,
Just what it takes to live through these tears,
And I know,
Your rage...
But can't you see?
What you mean to me, girl?
You're beautiful,
To me
Sifting through,
Sifting through you,
Sifting through
Sifting through you.
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3. |
Out West
04:28
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Out West
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
He walked on outta town,
With the silence in his way,
Whispered to himself o' where he'd been,
Everything he'd ever known,
Had come and gone at last,
Bound to the road,
They say his life was perfect,
As any eye could see,
They way that once she'd loved him,, maybe...
Ooooh, ooooh,
Ooooh, ooooh...
I'm goin' way out west,
Where the memories haunt the sky,
Out beyond their voices, lyin' in the trees,
For you....
They say some men are slaves,
To shadows in the night,
And doomed to dream through the day,
As echos of their sanity,
That rumble in their minds,
If you know how to see,
Out upon that lonely road,
On a cold December night,
Rays of stars sine him down...
Ooooh, ooooh,
Ooooh, ooooh...
Said, I'm goin' way out west,
Where the memories haunt the sky,
Out beyond their voices, lyin' in the trees,
For you....
I'm goin' way out west,
Where the memories haunt the sky,
Far beyond their voices, far beyond the trees,
For you....
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4. |
To Friends...
02:16
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To Friends...
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
Could you look me in the eye,
And tell me what you see?
The more I try, the more you seem to fall away,
I cannot see your face,
From where you leave me now,
O'm in this place alone...
So tell me why am I the only one who's trying now?
Can't you see how I want this to be?
And tell me why I'm crying now,
Lying on the floor without you near?
Ooooh, la da da da da
La da da, la da da da da da da
Ooooh, la da da da da
La da da, lda da da
I can still remember when
We ruled this fucking town,
Staying out all night, listening only to ourselves,
My how times have changed
ANd memories they fade,
Now I'm stuck alone...
So tell me why am I the only one who's trying now?
Can't you see how I want this to be?
And tell me why I'm crying now,
Lying on the floor without you near?
Ooooh, la da da da da
La da da, la da da da da da da
Ooooh, la da da da da
La da da, lda da da, aaa, ooooh, hoo
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5. |
Blinded By a Memory
05:31
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Blinded By a Memory...
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
These clouds drift slow above me,
In this run-down, lovesick town,
And summer is in the air,
And summer winds go playing through my mind,
As we fade,
For under moonlit skies I wished we'd never part,
As the eerie glow of streetlamps,
Reveals the ghosts.
Of a life before...
The tranquil waters and rustling trees are but memories,
For my eyes,
And everybody leaves,
They all take flight,
Or end up on the ground...
For I will always miss the oldest friends,
The memories of those times that I bear as a scar
On the wrist of my left hand...
My heart is sideways, I wear it blindly on my right,
With this hand that writes as poorly as it sees,
It's like I'm blinded by a memory of you...
But when you reach your ending,
That the only things you'll know,
They say, "Loneliness was golden,
And smiles all too plain",
Lying under bloodstained sheets,
With teardrops down my face,
As comets flash above me,
The earth is set ablaze,
And with the last ounce of my strength,
I try so hard to see you...
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6. |
And I Don't Care...
02:20
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And I Don't Care...
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
So what the hell are you doing here?
Why do all these people stare?
I know exactly what they'll say,
I'm sitting here alone,
And I don't care...
There's gentlemen in ladies rooms,
I'm not sure what this means to you,
Alone, alone, alone,
Because you're sitting there alone,
And I don't care...
As common decency declines,
These morals talk in mother's eyes,
While in your midst I walk about,
A sinner speaks to me,
And I don't care...
The foolish lie and faithful creep,
To shallow walls where dead loves weep,
I'll rise above my only friends,
I've got enemies to keep,
And I don't care...
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7. |
300 Days
05:04
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300 Days
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
It's sorry days we fall upon,
That bring poor men to dust,
They fade into gray,
Following our falling stars,
Perceptions clear as life,
We fade into gray,
But I can't think about the days of memories,
With my eyes above the ground,
Three hundred days have not erased my lies,
Or my memories of you...
We're like burning candles and falling stars,
We never hold the light,
As we fade into gray,
Fighting off our hate and guilt with tears,
So far behind,
We fade into gray,
But can't you hear my muffled screams aloud?
A lonely child pressed against the glass,
Just crying out for God or man to give me anything for my lies,
And my memories of you...
I pray this "God" can save the souls of men,
Those he crushes in the dirt,
As they fade into gray,
These flames are burning in my heart,
They're too alive to breathe,
As I fade into gray,
But can't you see the ways I'm trying now?
Struggling to rise above regret,
I feel the Four Winds coming by me now to take my lies,
And my memories of you....
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The '07 Draft Dodger Blues
lyrics and music by Teo Peralez
They say the summer days are headin; down south,
So bury my dreams down in the snow,
Big, dar clouds are rollin' down the lane,
Headin' on down to Mexico,
I told her al me friends have left here,
This '87 rollin' down the road,
Be walkin' outta town with a bottle in my hand,
Headin' on down to Mexico,
Ooooh, baby,
Don'cha fret, now don'cha cry, no,
Lord knows I love you though I ain't around.
And I know just the reason, yeah...
Baby, take me to the station.
That cold north wind's startin' to blow,
I gotsta take my troubles, gotsta get outta town,
Headon' on down to Mexico,
But don't ask why I'm leavin',
Cause they say that you can't see what you don;y know,
Selective Service letter came in the mail today,
Headin' on down to Mexico,
Ooooh, baby,
Don'cha fret, now don'cha cry, no,
Lord knows I love you though I ain't around.
And I know just the reason, yeah...
The rain clouds a'pourin' on my windsheild,,
Fuel tank's ready to explode,
So let'em all pay while the others show the way,
Headin' on down to Mexico,
My momma said that Jesus' comin',
But I picked up a tip in San Anton,
Cab a;ways find yer savior durin' death drafts and wars,
He's headin' on down to Mexico,
Ooooh, baby,
Don'cha fret, now don'cha cry, no,
Lord knows I love you though I ain't around.
And I know just the reason, yeah...
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Teo Peralez Fort Collins, Colorado
With 15 years of songwriting experience in genres ranging from punk to folk to indie-pop. Teo Peralez is a truly unique songwriter from Fort Collins, Colorado. Heavily influenced by such diverse artists as Tom Waits, Johnny Cash, Flogging Molly, the Ataris, and The Good Life, Peralez uses an indie-folk infused sound and an autobiographical writing style to share stories of youthful misadventure. ... more
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