Hand to Hold

from by Jonathan Burks

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oh sweet sister won't you be my morning
wanna be you comrade, don't want to be your informant
you and I are lovers baby
but that don't mean we can't be friends
I want your hand to hold
I aint asking for your hand to wed

don't wanna be your mister, wanna be your homey
saving all of my kisses for you and you only
we can take a stroll
we don't have to know what's coming around the bend
I want your hand to hold
I aint asking for your hand to wed

I know where you see yourself in the future
because you showed me
I know you think I'm super dooper
but it wasn't me you was holding
I wanna be your campfire
don't want to be your white-picket fence
I want your hand to hold
I aint asking for your hand to wed


I wanna get to know you baby
I aint trying to get up in your head

I don't want to be your man at all
baby, let me be your salty dog instead

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from Red Pulpy Mess, track released October 26, 2010
Recorded at Howl Street by Shane Hochstetler. Mastered at Mystery Room by Justin Perkins. Jonathan Burks - Voice and Guitar, Joe Pescio - Guitar, Nick Westfahl - Piano, Marc Luther Paul - Bass, Jacob Sutrick - Guitar, Dan Boyles - Drums

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Jonathan Burks Milwaukee, Wisconsin

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro"

here's some pro tips:

1) Keep a scream journal. Scream into a camera or microphone at least once a day. Any word or sound will work. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" seems to work for me.

2) Dance for 5 minutes daily. Dance on the way to the bathroom or kitchen. Dance as ugly as you can.

3) Make funny faces. Sit in front of a mirror and get strange.
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