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Sizzle, Dizzle! Lyrics - Singles - Sryan

[Adam Maples] 

We might be going somewhere 

but before we go we must make our things 

All I wanna see you do is the sizzle, dizzle 

the sizzle, dizzle 

sizzle, dizzle 

 

[Sryan] 

People living their lives for you on TV 

They say they're better than you and you agree 

He says "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls" 

Says "Come here boys, there ain't nothing for free" 

Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill 

Another cute cheap thrill 

You know you love him if you put in your will 

We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them 

The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue 

Another day, another dollar, another war, 

Another tower went up, where the homeless had their homes 

So we pray to as many different Gods as there are flowers 

But we call religion our friend 

We're so worried about saving our souls 

Afraid that God will take His toll 

That we forget to begin 

Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill 

You got social security, but that doesn't pay your bills 

There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay 

So you bargain with the Devil, say you're OK for today, 

You say that you love them, take their money and run 

Say it's been swell, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things 

Those flings, those strings you've got to cut, 

So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts 

You took your coat off and stood in the rain, 

You're always crazy like that. 

And I watched from my window, 

Always felt I was outside looking in on you. 

You're always the mysterious one with 

Dark eyes and careless hair, 

You were fashionably sensitive 

But too cool to care. 

You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say 

Besides some comment on the weather. 

You're always brilliant in the morning, 

Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee. 

Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you. 

You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones 

As I clumsily strummed my guitar. 

You'd teach me of honest things, 

Things that were daring, things that were clean. 

Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean. 

I hid my soiled hands behind my back. 

Somewhere along the line, I must've got 

Off track with you. 

 

[Sryan] 

We might be going somewhere 

but before we go we must make our things 

All I wanna see you do is the sizzle, dizzle 

the sizzle, dizzle 

sizzle, dizzle 

 

[Adam Maples] 

Eighty years, an old lady now, sitting on the front porch 

Watching the clouds roll by 

They remind her of her lover, how he left her, and of times long ago. 

When she used to color carelessly painted his portrait 

A thousand times-or maybe just his smile- 

And she and her canvas would follow him wherever he would go 

Oil streaked daisies covered the living room wall 

He put water-colored roses in her hair 

He said, "Love, I love you, I want to give you mountains, the sunshine, the sunset too 

I just want to give you a world as beautiful as you are to me 

So they sat down and made a drawing of their love, they made it an art to live by 

They painted every, passion every home, created every beautiful child 

in the winter they were weavers of warmth, in summer they were carpenters of love 

They thought blue prints were too sad so they made them yellow 

Until one day the rain fell as thick as black oil 

And in her heart she knew something was wrong 

She went running through the orchard screaming, 

'No God, don't take him from me!,' 

But buy the time she got there, she feared he already had gone 

She got to where he lay, water-colored roses in his hands for her 

She threw them down screaming, 'Damn you man, don't leave me 

with nothing left behind but these cold paintings, these cold portraits to remind me! 

He said, 'Love I leave, but only a little, try to understand 

I put my soul in this life we created with these four hands 

Love, I leave, but only a little this world holds me still 

My body may die now, but these paintings are real.' 

So many seasons came and many seasons went 

and many times she saw her loves face watering the flowers, 

talking to the trees and singing to his children 

And when the wind blew, she knew he was listening, 

and how he seamed to laugh along, and how he seemed to hold her 

when she was crying 

 

[Adam Maples] 

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep 

Let the world spin outside out door, you're the only one that I wanna see 

Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold 

Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold 

And stop thinking about what your sister said 

Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed 

We might be going somewhere 

but before we go we must make our things 

All I wanna see you do is the sizzle, dizzle 

the sizzle, dizzle 

sizzle, dizzle 

 

[Sryan] 

I hear the clock, it's six a.m. 

I feel so far from where I've been 

I got my eggs I got my pancakes too 

I got my maple syrup, everything but you. 

I break the yolks, make a smiley face 

I kinda like it in my brand new place 

I wipe the spots off the mirror 

Don't leave the keys in the door 

Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause 

I called my momma, she was out for a walk 

Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk 

So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news 

More hearts being broken or people being used 

Put on my coat in the pouring rain 

I saw a movie it just wasn't the same 

'Cause it was happy or I was sad 

It made me miss you oh so bad 'cause 

I go about my business, I'm doing fine 

Besides what would I say if I had you on the line 

Same old story, not much to say 

Hearts are broken, everyday. 

I brush my teeth and put the cap back on 

I know you hate it when I leave the light on 

I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down. 

And then I take a deep breath and a good look around 

Put on my pjs and hop into bed 

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead 

I try and tell myself it'll be all right 

I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause 

 

[Sryan] 

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep 

Let the world spin outside out door, you're the only one that I wanna see 

Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold 

Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold 

And stop thinking about what your sister said 

Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed 

We might be going somewhere 

but before we go we must make our things 

All I wanna see you do is the sizzle, dizzle 

the sizzle, dizzle 

sizzle, dizzle 

 

[Adam Maples] 

You find yourself falling down 

Your hopes in the sky 

But you heart like grape gum on the ground 

And you try to find yourself 

In the abstractions of religion 

And the cruelty of everyone else 

And you wake up to realize 

Your standard of living somehow got stuck on survive 

When you're standing in deep water 

And you're bailing yourself out with a straw 

And when you're drowning in deep water 

And you wake up making love to a wall 

Well it's these little times that help to remind 

It's nothing without love 

You wake up to realize your only friend 

Has never been yourself or anybody who cared in the end 

That's when suddenly everything fades or falls away 

'Cause the chains which once held us are only the chains which we've made 

Turn to me with frozen lips 

Your hands are icy cold 

Your eyes burn bright against the frost-bit sky 

You never seemed more lovely than you do right tonight 

Pale on the horizon 

Like leaves frozen in the snow 

Our two shadows merge inseparably 

Will time stand still if it's pierced with cold 

The more I live 

The more I know 

 

[Adam Maples] 

Let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep 

Let the world spin outside out door, you're the only one that I wanna see 

Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold 

Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold 

And stop thinking about what your sister said 

Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed 

We might be going somewhere 

but before we go we must make our things 

All I wanna see you do is the sizzle, dizzle 

the sizzle, dizzle 

sizzle, dizzle