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Kyd Kalydoscope

by Kyd Kalydoscope

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1.
She Got It 02:59
Don’t need no limosine to take me to the freak show Don’t need no politician bugging up my rock n’ roll Don’t need that bling, I got that swing just wanna sing and swagger You think I’m pre-madonna, don’t know why you even bother I know what’s going down, don’t need no therapy, I gotta blow this town, she got the recipe She got it, she got it, everything I need, every little thing I need She got it, she got it, everywhere I go anytime I ring Don’t need the penthouse on the hill I just don’t want it (no) Don’t need my twitter feed to validate my flow Don’t need Versace, fancy coffee, or an iThing Don’t need that autotune just sing a little off key Gold card, fine art, honeymoon in France, Foreign cars, caviar, pay it al with cash Trip to the bahamas Tijuana cruise around the world No tinsel, tassel, excess hassle I just want that girl girl girl Give me that simple stuff, I’m sick of all that fluff Don’t need designer clothes, no diamond in my nose, Forget the flash and frills, big ticket cable bill No whistles, no bells, best room in the hotel
2.
New Thing 04:29
No, it’s not the hairdo, some kind of hoodoo, Voodoo Child Hand in my pocket while the time flew by, shaking my clenched fists to the sky and, I see right through you, you dig your heels in or cut and run, Gonna stare straight into the sun, happiness gotta be more than a warm gun Rut-stuck from the gut, I’m getting’ mine, tired of hearing that same old line Johnny come lately, asleep at the wheel, it’s what you DO, not how you FEEL, Full racks, no half-stacks here, fully functional, the latest gear Slam in drive, it’s a green light go, I’m over living in slow-mo And you ain’t seen nothing yet, feast your eyes on me step up, place your bets New thing going on, buckle up, settle in, gotta get gone, been standing still too long New thing going down, head in the clouds feet on the ground Baddest man in the whole damn town- just like that Leroy Brown It’s not hard to tap into it, get yourself through it and hold that line Keep banging out the classics, insist, raise your fist in the air cause it’s sink or fly Gonna leave ‘em in the dust,no time for the fussin’, hustilin’ making up for lost time Don’t blink or you’ll me miss me, you’ll see, ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies Try to get to get down with the upper-cut (boom!), larger-than-life, power nap in the green room Never let ‘em see ya sweat, like Joan Jett, got another dime? ‘Cause I love that rock and Rollin, rollin’, rollin’ over Bethoven, (stick a fork in this one, ‘cause it’s done) No half-measures, I’m predicting the weather, all the way to eleven, cause louder is better (New thing ‘bout to go down, take you to funky town, everybody move to the sound)
3.
Hand to mouth – living the high life Barley leaving enough time – to try and get it right One step behind the Jones’ - whoever they is Still not sure – what a fixed rate is (or why I need it) In-coming out like a broken spout, collateral damage piling No sleep again, this crazy grin I’m wearing’s not a smile and… It’s so much better than it could be, I know somebody out there’s always got it worse than me Not bitter, not jaded, I don’t have much left to give, Beverly Hill-sized bills, fading fast, this is how the other half lives Sink or drown – just a matter of degree Treading water – become my specialty Squeeze me, blood – from a stone (still rent to own) Hand me-down, turn around (just throw me a bone) Nickel and dime suits me just fine, fresh out of ones and zeros Pockets turned out, season of doubt I care, but in the end I know Everyone up for sleep-ins and standoffs, if you ain’t flush turn your head and cough up A little more capital, won’t hurt at all, wear your suit and tie to the beggar’s ball Ain’t it a shame, I got no game, make it rain pink slips and Mary Jane Throw in the towel, can I buy a vowel or ten? No words for the state I’m in
4.
Get Into You 03:24
You don't wear sunglasses in the summer Don't wear sweaters in the cold You seem to me to be immune to all the changing colors That leave me stumbling through the heat and thru the snow (you’re a little like) Calamity Jane, meets Penny Lane A little bit of Fred & Ginger, like dancing in the rain I’m not into the radio, not into those TV shows But I dig most everything you do I’m not into hookups, into sportsball, I don’t like trying something new But I could get into you Nevermind the way the wind is blowing me all around It's just a breeze in your hair You’re rock steady, I'm so heavy, I'm impossible You keep gliding through it all, you’re a little like Mrs. Emma Peel, the Woman of Steel A little bit up on Blueberry Hill You’re the one I look for in the faces when it rains It's all I can do, up here in this blue, To take shelter from the pain Shelter from the pain
5.
Flex 04:00
Keep your chin up, make the target big as day Losing freak but, take the high road anyway Take their best shot, moving target your chest All that you’ve got, do their worst you do your best It’ll bend you, it’ll break you if you don’t have that flex – Gotta get that flex Red and blues lies, pulling hard to either side Turn the noise down, see it all with brand new eyes They will tell you, I’m the enemy you’ve got to slay But then again that’s just their way It’ll bend you, it’ll break you, if you ain’t got that flex Gotta get some flex Take a hand up, pass along what you don’t need I’ll be a beggar, if that’s what it takes to plant a seed You weren’t born to hate a man, any more than me Draw your own lines, throw that hatred in the sea It’ll bend us, it’ll break us, we gotta get some flex, Better find some flex
6.
No Diving 04:11
Here it comes, here it comes, it’s coming round again Same groove, just a little different spin I can’t quite my finger on this thing, that keeps careening into us, Last time around, I nearly woke up dead, madman squatting in my head My shoes are jet planes, yours are lead, flip your script and board the boom bus No drama, my dime, getting with it in the nick of time, If you don’t get it while the getting’s good, you miss all the fun of being misunderstood All I know is that I’m ready to climb Head down, hands high, and peel open the sky Last time I ever got stuck so low I got got by the undertow, ya know, dragged through the deep but I’m a real strong swimmer (Sometimes you don’t know where to go, yo’ put it in drive and slam the pedal) Waited a lifetime for this Live with regret or dig your bliss You might only get one shot, gottta give it what you’ve got Everything is all you’ve got to lose, grab some air and bring the groove, No diving from the side of the pool Here I go, Here I go again - cards on the table, time for a quiz Did you ever wish you were somebody else? Or dream of power and wealth? Well this is chapter two and I’m in it - don’t debate, calibrate, just hit it We can stand around punching holes in the clouds, or burn the whole place down So store up your fist pumps and dirty looks, this could be one for the books Shotguns and showdowns at my place, put a smile on your beautiful face
7.
In the Hole 03:17
Some days you're lucky, always land on your feet Everybody got a cross to bear, everybody's got their thing Some days it's like running downhill, the wind at your back Some days you’re slogging uphill through the mud, with nobody to pick up your slack Some days you’re on a roll, some days your in the hole You gotta sing it with feeling, you gotta dig deep down It's not always there when you need it, you gotta find a way around It beats its fists to get out some days, other days it’s sleeping again Micky said it's only rock 'n roll, don’tcha know, But some days it gets under your skin Some days you got soul, some days you're in the hole Some days you’re the hydrant, other days you’re the flame Some days you’re just a broken down wreck, rusting away in the rain Some days you’re the good cop, some days you’re the thief Some days I fancy myself the prize fighter, Other days I come away missing teeth Some days you're on a strike gold, some days you're in the hole Some days you're good to go, some days you're in the hole
8.
Higher 04:54
I dare you to be more than who you think you are I dare you to merge with the other cars - I bet you could I dare you to reach way out beyond your grasp To blaze the path, nobody's taken - I think you could Don't mind knowing you'll do all the things I couldn't Don't mind saying I've made a lot of big mistakes Don't mind you seeing me with all my flaws and troubles Maybe it'll help you find your way Higher - a little stronger than I could ever be Higher - a little more beyond belief I dare you to love without regret Go on - put yourself out there, even though you know Somebody's gonna take advantage (just like they always do) I hope you can see a little further ahead than me Shake off the things that hold you down, break away Learn what it means (what it really means) to be free - more free than me. I don't mind knowing everything I think might turn out to be dead wrong I dare you to change your mind sometimes I don't mind saying hope may be the only thing we have to lean on May be the only thing to take us Higher - a little stronger than I could ever be Higher - a little more beyond belief Everything you need, you’re gonna find right there inside yourself I hope by now you know you can't live for nobody else Sometimes you'll run, sometimes you'll crawl Just gotta remember who you are - and go
9.
Trouble 03:34
Take it easy sister, it's not your first go round Blame it on divine intervention, but we both know it just sounds Like lame excuses....to cover up the cuts and bruises There's some believe, it's a rich man's game Curse the sky and what's beyond it, curse your own name You can't escape it, some of us are just made for breaking Not the first, you're not the last If it crumbles or falls in our lap Stand in the rain, stand in the sun But trouble finds everyone, trouble finds everyone (Everybody raise your hands up and) Praise the lord when things go good Devil may take the bad I’m up here walking the tightrope, clutching hope in both my hands But don't look down, (pssstt….) I only believe in the ground I only know if we wait 'till it lands, to lay the blame and wring our hands Or let ‘em tell us that one day we’ll all understand - we've already been had 'Cause you and I can't suss it out, I know one thing without a doubt Laugh or cry there still so much to dream about, it will or it won’t work out
10.
When my spin was finally over It all spilled out like guts and glory The worst suspicions strewn across the floor Every single dark obsession - Every little failure Every little any reason why It's nothing new, I just can't hide it anymore Not like it hasn’t been there all along Secrets laid bare - Pre-existing condition haunts me All in love is fair - I was like this long before you found me Some storms pass and some keep raging Rain and chaos in my wake Drowning in the anger and elation When the fire burns itself out ,chemicals and ashes rebound Is it me, is it all the medication? And now we finally find out, just what is what and who is who If it’s lurking below the surface, becomes a target too Something’s in the water, my morbid fascination To pick and scratch the open wound, and get down to the infection
11.
Fine Print 02:40
Tied to dig out, no doubt, the whole thing derailed I got bogged down, tongue-tied, trying to keep up with the details Found my mojo but my guru died Hitchhiked to the down-low videoed my decline – in real time Now I’m passionately ambivalent Scapegoated, down-voted, indifferent High up on the hill, everybody’s getting lit Meanwhile I’m slumming down in the gutter child, Reading the fine print I put everything I had on the horse with the get-go Watched it pass, ended last, living life in slow-mo First class loser drinking last year’s wine When tomorrows best move just feels like a rewind In the pursuit of sappiness, I must have got left behind In your middle-class, three bedroom, 2.5 kids suicide I’m the first to admit, I’m spent, in this re-run, sitcom world When the Taxman stomps everything I want is perpetually deferred….
12.
Take me to the river, take me to the high life New found wanderlust, can’t sleep, punchy as a bare (bear?) fist fight Broke free of the, chains binding me I’m Up for anything, just get me in the ring We can make a go of it, you and me Holding all the cards, don’t know where to sit Let’s just throw ourselves into the mix, Flying high, roll the die, any way the wind blows I’ve got a good feeling, some kind of big deal Bruised my fist on the glass ceiling, but it led me right here I’m on a roll and I-throw in some soul and I - Kick back and relax like Frankie told me We could make a go of anything (you and me) Set ‘em up, knock ‘em down, put it on TV Seen the Seven Wonders and your bird can sing , (let it be ) Flying high, roll the die, any way the wind blows Maybe it’ll turn into something wild, (let it ride) They can tread lightly, I ain’t got the time Turn around, watch it drown, let it go, (let it fly) Flying high, roll the die, any way the wind blows
13.
In Time 02:56
In time - colors fade away Our minds - fall to yesterday It’s just one headlong race Never same time, same place Never seem to cut to the chase I just make my escape In time - these little things will go When I’m blind - the memories mine to hold In time - the war is never won We’ll hide - the battles that we won Turns out nothing goes with me to my grave I guess it’s written all over my face Weight of circumstance, really was my fate Fears never cherished, joys never faced In time- we’ll learn to love today For my dime - the end was worth the wait

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The debut release from the Kyd Kalydoscope debut.

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released February 16, 2021

All songs written, recorded, and mixed by Dave Johnson.

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Kyd Kalydoscope Concord, California

Heart transplant survivor Kyd Kalydoscope lands his groove infused hard rock right in 2021's face. This debut finds him holding hard to his blues rock roots. Head-bobbing music for the air guitar enthusiast, crammed with vocal harmonies and lyrical wit. It's a band, a guy in his basement, a salute to the Beatles, Big Wreck, and King's X, all wrapped up in 13 tracks that'll stick to your brain. ... more

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