Brill Bldg Becker

By Walter Becker, Larry Klein, & Madeline Peyroux

I remember what my daddy taught me 'Bout how warm whisky is in a cold ditch And one more thing about good and evil You can't tell which is which Well, if the rest is lost to history Or maybe wasted on a fool like me And that these bare bones Would leave me something after all

Old Hamlet's done now, dead and gone And there's no ghost who walks Poor Yorick tells you everything he knows With no tongue to talk It seems the truth is hidden where the sun don't shine And I'm never certain if it's their's or mine It's just the bare bones They give you that much after all

They preached the gospel down in Metairie They preached it in school It never made much sense to me Wonder if it was supposed to

You go on down a millionaire's road Watch a while, tell me what do you see The truth itself, nothing but a…

By Walter Becker & Larry Klein

Now and then a person needs to hear a pretty story

Even when her heart’s been broken for good

You know the kind I mean

Something sad and sweet

By Walter Becker & Rickie Lee Jones

We will fly way up high Where the cold wind blows Or in the sun, laughing and having fun With the people that she knows And if the situation should keep us separated You know the world won't fall apart And you will free the beautiful bird That's caught inside your heart

Can't you hear her? Oh she cries so loud Casts her wild note Over water and cloud

  That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin'   We'll be riding on the horses, yeah   Way up in the sky, little darlin'   And if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up

You will grow, and until you go I'll be right there by your side And even then, whisper the wind And she will carry up your ride I hear all the people of the world In a little bird's lonely cry See them trying every way they know how To make their spirits fly