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New London in the Rain

by The Ground Zero Boys

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1.
“Crazy Grandma Ruth” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall Many things you can’t escape Like destiny, luck, and fate Blue blazes, mountain tops Have no way to stop A quest, for understanding Many things you can’t escape Like anger, fear, and hate Turkey trots and dime-drops Orphan cries that never stop That old clock, from ticking That’s what she told me Crazy Grandma Ruth Rocking on the porch Knitting up the truth Some things you can’t escape Will knock you for a loop Many things you can’t escape Be polite and stay up late Grab your coat and tip your hat When phony smiles attack And steer you, toward the doorway Many things you can’t escape Jealous jerks and bold ingrates Who claim they have you in mind Then trick your sorry ass every time Before they, confiscate the skyway That’s what she told me Crazy Grandma Ruth The cushion on her rocking chair Hides a money purse Knitting needles flying Things could be worse Many things you can’t escape Like sleeping in and being late Denying the sorry state That everything, you touched No longer matters Many things you can’t escape Old gripes, that relate Empty hearts and closed minds Are exactly what you’ll find If you never, fall in love That’s what she told me Crazy Grandma Ruth Never make excuses Cause this old world will fold you... That’s what she told me Crazy Grandma Ruth Rocking on the porch Knitting up the truth
2.
“The Eight Ball” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall You never do expect it She takes you by surprise You can tell it’s her By the glossed-over eyes She’s the one you used to drink with Around holiday time Always see her all alone With someone on her mind Doesn’t want to see you Because you’re too kind You remember every kiss And all those crazy times Behind The eight ball Long fall Slow crawl A phone call From someplace forgotten You see her as she was As if you’re in a dream A vision of such beauty Like you never seen You refuse to leave her If you do, you’ll die Not for a second Not for ice nor fire You willingly give your soul Lay it on the line When you close your eyes And she holds you Chorus You don’t want to see her Because she makes you laugh And all the while you wish You could free her from the past And let her spirit soar at last Escape emotions that never crash Until they break like glass And she sweeps them up again "Where’ve you been old friend? How’d you like to spend The night or your life, Out of the daily grind" Trapped, Behind the eight ball Behind the eight ball
3.
“New London in the Rain” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall When you’re feeling good and down And the world shoves you around Get thee to New London in the rain If your girl calls you a bum And then she says you’re all done Get thee to New London in the rain Keep the change Bide your time Hear your name In the wind chimesLobster pots and rubber boots All that surplus government loot Get thee to New London in the rain She hides behind a pretty smile In the church, center aisle Get thee to New London in the rain No need to strain Keep what you find That old midnight train Is a friend of mine When you see those old familiar ghosts Are your unholy hosts Get thee to New London in the rain If you understand the mystery Of that old devil sea Get thee to New London in the rain No need to complain Shot glass on the side You never change What lives inside When you finally face yourself Without nobody else Get thee to New London in the rain When you don’t confuse Kindness with abuse Get thee to New London in the rain When you feel too weak To turn the other cheek Get thee to New London in the rain When the seagulls squawk and chirp When it’s all fun and never work When the pain no longer hurts And every night is one big flirt Get thee to New London in the rain Get thee to New London in the rain
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Elephant 04:07
“Elephant” ©2022 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall Hiding in the corner Silent eyes shine through No one ever told Jeanine There’s an elephant in the room Can’t see, Can’t tell The room holds a different smell Love is a rose That came and went Now there’s an elephant He is very big and wide Never thought he’d fit inside Ears, trunk, and feet In the kitchen taking heat Some say love, some say lust Some say elephant tusks Love is a rose That came and went Now there’s an elephant That’s how it goes Nothing is heaven sent Now there’s an elephant I don’t know Might be too soon It’s hard to ignore The elephant in the room Used to be a house Not a zoo That’s what happens When you act like fools Truckloads of hay And fine green ferns Feed the beast While we learn Sometimes it’s bust Sometimes it’s boom While Jeanine and me, all three Sit in the room When our words Don’t make a dent There’s always The elephant He sits big and silent Like our special pet Our very own Elephant Chorus
5.
“Autopsy For A Sordid Affair” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall What have we here? A real look inside What went wrong Without taking sides What have we here? No place to hide When we belong We fly Burned too hot Just couldn’t stop Almost shot It happens Frozen out Like a lout Falling apart, Wings flapping What have we here? Two strong hearts Neither one of them Ever forgot What have we here? Two one track minds Frozen in love Doing time Burned too fast Could not last All tests passed It happens Ice and snow Seem to know The afterglow, And trappings What have we here? No one to blame Nothing is the same We’re both acting lame What have we here? A sordid affair Beyond repair with Nothing left to share What have we here? So very dear Dangerously near Perfume lingers in the air What have we here? The sad remains of love The sad remains of love…
6.
“Abstract Expression” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall Torn up pictures Piled in a heap Mixed up jumbled Very chic Radical vision Cubist lines Symbolic colors Nude reclines Baby’s an abstract expressionist Calls them like she sees She may be a little off Her heart is up her sleeve Brain control On an empty mind Is just a sorry Waste of time Pretty pictures In a new bold style Hang on the walls Of too many miles Baby’s an abstract expressionist Watch her while she flees Cut from the same cloth Hard to pretty please Sliced and diced A shuffled life Always a fight What’s right A rose is a rose Long as you know That once in a while It’s a posey... Baby’s an abstract expressionist She has big ideas Sometimes she uses them To hide her tears Baby’s an abstract expressionist But doesn’t use paint She manufactures love From discarded hate
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Telepathy 04:39
Telepathy ©2018 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall I know You don’t want to know You know I feel the same Telepathy You can hear me Calling your name, Calling your name Driving along In that white Thunderbird You had the nerve You were rounding the curve Then you swerved Way too fast, Way too fast… You know I don’t want to know I know You feel the same Telepathy I read your mind Telepathy And you read mine If you can wish If you can dream Well, you’ll know, Baby Just what I mean And we will know Without knowing, Without knowing… Telepathy Every night Telepathy In the morning light I know You don’t want to know You know I feel the same Memories So blue Keep me hanging on To you Yeah, you’re gone But you are here right now With me, Telepathy
8.
“Soft Green Hill” ©2022 Tom Deedy and High Birdsall I was rolling, rolling, rolling, Down a soft green hill Faster and faster The grass was very tall And all I could see Spinning, spinning, spinning Many versions of me One was airborne One was falling One was fast One was slow One was laughing One was crying One was happy One just glowed I was rolling, rolling, rolling, Down a soft green hill The more I tried to stop The more I slipped And the more I spilled I could not believe There could be So many versions of me One was headless One was heartless One was sunken One was drunken One was caught One was free And they all Looked like me But I know better... I know better... One was calling One was listening One was stalling One was risking (it all) In a free fall Head over heels Curled up in a ball And calling out my name But I know better... I know better... Rolling, rolling, rolling, Down a soft green hill...
9.
“Aura Of Red Roses” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall Orders coffee at teatime She’s always on the fly Something hides behind her smile She takes you for a ride Inside the aura of red roses Wears a raincoat in the sun Wears her shades at night Anyone who knows her Tells you she’s not right Despite the aura of red roses She is pissed Things are like this Traded wild For domestic bliss But misses The aura of red roses Doesn’t want to play This hit and miss But she loves the way The corkscrew twists She sips the aura of red roses What a ripe inner world Full of fantastic things That won’t see the light of day Arcane voices sing A fling the aura of red roses Someday she will slip the knot And find a way to claim The baggage she forgot All those crazy days She prays for the aura of red roses She rejects everyone Who runs away from fear She takes it as it comes Tells them to come near And hear the aura of red roses
10.
“Poor Jenny Lowe” ©2021 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall Her shadow life Fits just right A hollow fright In the mirror High rent A broken bet Heaven sent You should see her Poor Jenny Lowe Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? A selfish choice An inner voice Rejoices Long lost sorrows She feels burned Her heart churns While she yearns For tomorrow Poor Jenny Lowe How you gonna know? How you gonna know? Intoxicating Fumes of wealth Blind spots She can’t see herself She’ll never know What might have been She’ll never go Back there again Poor Jenny Lowe What you got to show? What you got to show? She feels cheap Like a card cheat Fleeced Down to the marrow Makes a leap And tries to keep Deep instead Of shallow Poor Jenny Lowe You are the blossom Of the shadows Poor Jenny Lowe You are the blossom Of the shadows
11.
“Victim Of Circumstance” ©2020 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall People aren’t half bad If you give ‘em half a chance They’re more than a fad Worth more than a glance Even if they look mad And walk around in a trance They’re only victims Of circumstance The debutante Knows what she wants She knows where to begin She rolls the dice Once, then twice Even though her chances are slim Then she wrings her hands And wears the puzzled grin Of a victim A victim of circumstance There’s a good and a bad side To each eternal soul The more you decide The less you really know So you cash in on a whim Do your happy dance and pretend You’re not a victim A victim of circumstance People do what they will You can’t blame them They talk and can’t sit still Sing their sad songs again And again Break out the violins Songs of failed romance They’re just victims Victims of circumstance You can shape the world You hold it in your hands Even if you’re not sure Of the big plan Always on trial Paid for in advance Hurry up and take your time You’re a victim of circumstance Hurry up and take your time You’re a victim of circumstance
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Drop of Rain 05:27
“Drop Of Rain” ©2019 Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall I , don’t want to be violent Or live in a silent rage A thousand, a thousand-dollar mess With a ten-cent brain Everything feels like a scam On a runaway train I will make one last stand Inside my drop of rain Chorus: Inside my drop of rain Everything’s all right It’s not very big But it holds the light Nothing to lose Everything to gain A little bit of truth Inside my drop of rain Streams flow to the river Rivers to the sea You touch my heart Every time you look at me I am not around the bend The way they claim Looking out from the inside Inside my drop of rain Inside my drop of rain Everything’s all right It’s not very big But it holds the light Spirits swirl all around my head And never touch the ground Nothing, nothing in this world Can ever bring me down There is nothing plastic Nor any pain It is just fantastic Inside my drop of rain Inside my drop of rain Inside my drop of rain Chorus:

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12 New Tracks from the songwriting duo out of New London, CT.
Recently featured as emerging artists on Coast to Coast AM

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released April 6, 2023

All Songs written by Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall
All songs performed, recorded, and produced by Hugh Birdsall
except "Abstract Expression" which features Bobo Lavorgna on bass.

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The Ground Zero Boys New London, Connecticut

The Ground Zero Boys are a songwriting duo based in New London, Connecticut,
USA. Tom Deedy and Hugh Birdsall have been writing songs together for the
past 3 years. Influenced by 30's Blues, 40's jazz, 50's Rock and Roll, 60's Folk Rock and Soul, they were recently featured as an emerging artist on Coast to Coast AM.
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