by David R. Elliott



released August 29, 2019

Recorded and performed by David R. Elliott
copyright 2019 Working Class Records
Sexplosive Studios
all songs written by David R. Elliott


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David R. Elliott Saint John, New Brunswick

David R. Elliott is a prolific Canadian songwriter, with a unique perspective anchored in a childhood split evenly between rural and urban poverty. His respect for the craft of song is inclusive of all genres and his exploration of lower working class struggles is a specifically East Coast answer to Bruce Springsteen, Randy Newman and Jim Croce. ... more

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Track Name: Beautiful Tonight
Yes our love is here to stay.
Yes, our love is here to stay.
Following me down,
twirl me around.

I feel beautiful tonight,
I'm fond of you.
And I'm awful glad you do.

Do me right.
Track Name: Jerusalem
I'm in love with you I'd say.
Since you stole my heart away and dug another grave.

I'm lonesome for the days
when I grooved into each day,
like a pendant on a chain, swayed in pendulum disdain.

You're insane,
I have won you, you've been gained.
I will coddle all the pain, like a pendant on a chain.

Jerusalem down to highway 102
where I learned what I would do,
now that I've arrived.

It's the waves,
that bash against your brains
leaving you encased,
like a pendant on a chain.
Track Name: Courtesy
I wanna sell you a drug that you'd like to take.
I wanna slide on my back on a frozen lake.
I wanna take a shot, courtesy of you
and where you're going to.

I wanna smoke 'til my eyes turn blue and grey,
soak in sun 'til my skin starts to peel away.
To decay like the paint on a pallet step,
buy a bag burn it back 'til there's nothin' left,
courtesy of you,
and where you're going to.

I have been told they are trying to save me.
I kinda think that's a little bit cocky.
I kinda wait for the rain and the fog
but it's a little too late to be so concerned.

I wanna take you some place that you've never been,
take a picture and post it and tag your friends,
blur the portrait from smoke blown into the lens;
make you mad, make you sad, make you make amends.
Courtesy of you,
and where you're going to.

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