Howie Newman
MUSIC, COMEDY and MORE
IT SURE BEATS WORKIN'
2023 release on Major League Records
Words and music by Howie Newman
Chin Music (BMI)
WAY PAST MY BEDTIME
The gang’s all here, the night is young
It’s time to shake one down
Let’s stay out late and celebrate
And head on into town
We’ve got a lot of money, the cars are filled with gas
All the clubs are open late but I think I’ll have to pass
’Cause it’s way past my bedtime, I should be home by now
There was a time when I felt just fine
Any way and any how
But now those days are over
And I’m feeling more serene
A few more years you’ll know just what I mean
TRACKS
1. It Sure Beats Workin'
2. Hannah's Song
3. Cosmic Garbageman Rag
4. The Class of 2020
5. The Other Tony C
6. A Little Sympathy
7. Way Past My Bedtime
8. Lies, Lies, Lies
9. What Did We Do?
10. You Can't Fool Me
11. Wait Until Next Year
My agent called with real good news, a steady gig at last
A hundred bucks plus dinner, everything in cash
But he said, “I gotta warn you, This ain’t no matinee
You don’t go on till 10 p.m. Do you think that it’s OK?”
I was feelin’ real good but then I got a shock
I looked down at my watch and I said, “Oh my God, it’s 11o’clock”
It’s Friday night, the time is right The working week is done
The big game’s on the tube, let’s go and have some fun
We’ve got a place to crash, we’ve got a lot of beer
A 56-inch TV but there’s just one problem here
LIES, LIES, LIES
Lies, lies, lies. All we get is lies, lies, lies
All we get is lies and hate, that’s not what makes this country great
Lies, lies, lies. All we get is lies, hate and fear
We’ll get through it, we’ll survive but we never thought that this could happen here
The first amendment is the core of everything we’re standing for
It’s plain for anyone to see the press is not the enemy
Something here is very wrong and it’s going on far too long
The rising tide is here to stay but they just look the other way
It’s quite evident to all that we don’t really need a wall
Something here is very wrong and it’s going on far too long
Lies, lies, lies. All we get is lies, lies, lies
All we get is lies and hate. That’s not what makes this country great
Lies, lies, lies. All we get is lies, hate and fear
We will rise above the fray because truth will always persevere
WHAT DID WE DO?
What did we do before the Internet? Was there a reason to get out of bed?
Wrote letters, talked face-to-face. Our fingers did the walking all over the place
Listened to the radio, read magazines
Shopped ’til we dropped. What a routine
What did we do? How’d we survive? How did we go about and live our lives?
What did we do? How did we make it? Did we think we were tough enough to take it?
What did we do before we all had cars? Guess we couldn’t travel very far
Rode horses and went on trains. Of course, there weren’t any air-o-planes
We pedaled bikes and went by foot, most of the time we just stayed put
What did we do before we learned about fire? Took real long for our clothes to get dry
Huddled in caves ’til the morning light. All things considered, we were doing all right
We didn’t cook, couldn’t take out, had to make do with what was about
YOU CAN'T FOOL ME
You can fool yourself, you can fool yourself
You can fool yourself but you can’t fool me
You can tell the world everything’s just great
You can fool yourself but you can’t fool me
You can poison the water, pollute the air, it’s out there for everyone to see
You can whine all you want about a crisis at the border but the crisis is really in D.C.
You can tell fairy tales about all the accomplishments
Those who pay attention know the score
You can repeat all the lies and all the denials. They don’t hold water anymore
When you cater to the wealthy and the big corporations, that doesn’t do much for you and me
Pretend that it’s all for the good of the people. Who it’s good for is easy to see
WAIT UNTIL NEXT YEAR
This was the best damn team that I ever did see
It had strength up the middle, it had power and speed
Most of the season they could do no wrong
But when October rolled around, it was the same old song
Wait until next year, wait until next year, Exactly what went wrong is all too clear
So near and so far, close but no cigar. It’s a long, long way ’til opening day
And the winter’s getting near. Have another beer and wait until next year
We all thought it was a piece of cake, that 12-game lead at the All-Star break
But the pitching was lousy and the hitting got worse
And the next thing I knew, we were out of first
The clouts of the summer became the outs of the fall. That baseball team made fools of us all
They squandered that lead and it didn’t take long and October arrived with the same old song
SONG LYRICS