I remember when sex was dirty
And the air was clean
And everything worth knowing
Was in a magazine
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
To all the sons and daughters
Of the boulevard
Who learned to go without sleep
And to hide all the scars
Who believed in the vagrant
On hollywood and vine
When he said a mile of gold
Won't buy you an inch of time
I remember when sex was dirty
And the air was clean
And everything worth knowing
Was in a magazine
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
We made everything we have
Out of nothing at all
Way back when marijuana
Was against the law
We were always outnumbered
We were always outmanned
Went down a road of ruin
But here we stand
I remember when sex was dirty
And the air was clean
And everything worth knowing
Was in a magazine
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
I remember when sex was dirty
And the air was clean
And everything worth knowing
Was in a magazine
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Ben Harper and Innocent Criminals - Call It What It Is Album Lyrics
Ben Harper and Innocent Criminals - Call It What It Is Lyrics
Writer: JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES, BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Deeper And Deeper
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Longing is a ghost
When the one you love the most
No longer has you on their mind
On their mind
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Hell or high water
And hold on tight
And if you're not mine
I'll wait all night
All night
Deeper and deeper until I drown
So hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
The branches are black
And the tree stands bare
Haunted by the bloom
That's no longer there
Clinging to the ground (clinging to the ground)
To grow another, another ring around
Deeper and deeper until I drown
So hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
You've got me deeper and deeper until I drown
Hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Longing is a ghost
When the one you love the most
No longer has you on their mind
On their mind
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
Hell or high water
And hold on tight
And if you're not mine
I'll wait all night
All night
Deeper and deeper until I drown
So hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
Deeper and deeper until I drown
The branches are black
And the tree stands bare
Haunted by the bloom
That's no longer there
Clinging to the ground (clinging to the ground)
To grow another, another ring around
Deeper and deeper until I drown
So hard going under without a sound
I try to run but you hold me down
You've got me deeper and deeper until I drown
Writer: OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES, BENJAMIN CHASE HARPER, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY, JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, MICHAEL B. WARD, JASON YATES
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Call It What It Is
They shot him in the back
Now it's a crime to be black
So don't act surprised
When it gets vandalized
There's good cops
Bad cops
White cops
Black cops
Trayvon Martin
Ezell Ford
Michael Brown
And so many more
Government, policing, hard times
Oppression, racism, fear, suffering
Ain't easy
Gun control
Mind control
Self-control
We've dug ourselves a hole
Call it what it is
Murder
Now it's a crime to be black
So don't act surprised
When it gets vandalized
There's good cops
Bad cops
White cops
Black cops
Trayvon Martin
Ezell Ford
Michael Brown
And so many more
Government, policing, hard times
Oppression, racism, fear, suffering
Ain't easy
Gun control
Mind control
Self-control
We've dug ourselves a hole
Call it what it is
Murder
Writer: BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
How Dark Is Gone
Aren't you glad you can still feel pain
Aren't you glad you still feel anything
Aren't you glad you can still complain
Aren't you glad you're still the same
Make you run through life when you could walk
Make you scream when you wanted to talk
Would you rather wave a flag
Or wave goodbye
Would you rather flood your heart
Or dare let them see you cry
Rather fight a war or live in fear
Aren't you glad to be here
You can't know till you do
By then lesser thieves have spoken for you
With their quiet demands
In a whispered hush
You may have to lie
When the truth hurts too much
As life traces the lines in our faces
I won't look away
Some die too young
Some live too long
How dark is gone
Aren't you glad you still feel anything
Aren't you glad you can still complain
Aren't you glad you're still the same
Make you run through life when you could walk
Make you scream when you wanted to talk
Would you rather wave a flag
Or wave goodbye
Would you rather flood your heart
Or dare let them see you cry
Rather fight a war or live in fear
Aren't you glad to be here
You can't know till you do
By then lesser thieves have spoken for you
With their quiet demands
In a whispered hush
You may have to lie
When the truth hurts too much
As life traces the lines in our faces
I won't look away
Some die too young
Some live too long
How dark is gone
Writer: BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Shine
We shine like a new tattoo
Scarred on skin bright as day
Across my heart
There is no other way
Give me tomorrow
And I'll give you today
In the end
There is no other way
We are like two roads
That lead to the same place
Won't leave a trace
There is no other way
If you were all I had
I would have it all
Soul to soul we roam
Aimlessly astray
That's over now
There is no other way
Some days will be lost
We run out of words to say
We both know
There is no other way
Scarred on skin bright as day
Across my heart
There is no other way
Give me tomorrow
And I'll give you today
In the end
There is no other way
We are like two roads
That lead to the same place
Won't leave a trace
There is no other way
If you were all I had
I would have it all
Soul to soul we roam
Aimlessly astray
That's over now
There is no other way
Some days will be lost
We run out of words to say
We both know
There is no other way
Writer: JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES, BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
All That Has Grown
After the storm
And the lightning fires
And the last bird
Has flown from the wire
After the rain
The wind dries us cold
After the storm
Just you and me growing old
After the storm
And the skies are blue
After everything
We put each other through
The dust and the mud
Have become stone
After the storm
Just you and me on our own
Our choices and our words
Like that bird have flown
After the storm
Look at all that has grown
And the lightning fires
And the last bird
Has flown from the wire
After the rain
The wind dries us cold
After the storm
Just you and me growing old
After the storm
And the skies are blue
After everything
We put each other through
The dust and the mud
Have become stone
After the storm
Just you and me on our own
Our choices and our words
Like that bird have flown
After the storm
Look at all that has grown
Writer: Ben C. Harper
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Pink Balloon
She walks around
With a pink balloon
And if you try to take it from her
Your end will come too soon
She dreams about
Her pink balloon
Carrying her higher and higher
Up to the moon
She ties it to her waist
She ties it to her wrist
And if you're lucky she might let it go for you
And make a wish
First thing she wakes up
Pours herself a cup
Before she's out the door
She stops to blow it up
Sometimes she carries it high
Sometimes she carries it low
People point at her
And say there she goes
She don't worry about danger
She don't worry about doom
And she don't give a damn what you think
About her pink balloon
With a pink balloon
And if you try to take it from her
Your end will come too soon
She dreams about
Her pink balloon
Carrying her higher and higher
Up to the moon
She ties it to her waist
She ties it to her wrist
And if you're lucky she might let it go for you
And make a wish
First thing she wakes up
Pours herself a cup
Before she's out the door
She stops to blow it up
Sometimes she carries it high
Sometimes she carries it low
People point at her
And say there she goes
She don't worry about danger
She don't worry about doom
And she don't give a damn what you think
About her pink balloon
Writer: Ben C. Harper
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Finding Our Way
Damn all the judges who once thought they knew
Those free of grudges I fear are too few
And less still is many and some far too much
Limping along on a gold plated crutch
How does one listen when deafened by you
How does one wisen in the absence of truth
How does on strengthen in the age of the meek
When the dams and the walls that you build
Start to leak
Let every moment be filled with grace
Don't let tomorrow just be another day
We've come too far to suffering fools
And we're much too young for these old rules
God knows what's in your heart
So you can stay home from church
Who will survive the end of the world
We have a way of finding our way home
Those free of grudges I fear are too few
And less still is many and some far too much
Limping along on a gold plated crutch
How does one listen when deafened by you
How does one wisen in the absence of truth
How does on strengthen in the age of the meek
When the dams and the walls that you build
Start to leak
Let every moment be filled with grace
Don't let tomorrow just be another day
We've come too far to suffering fools
And we're much too young for these old rules
God knows what's in your heart
So you can stay home from church
Who will survive the end of the world
We have a way of finding our way home
Writer: BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Bones
When the writing's on the wall you better read it
Make your bones
When the moment comes around you gotta
Seize it
Take your bones
Pain comes do your best to ease it
Throw your bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
In their bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
Every now and then I get so tired
I rest my bones
Sitting alone with my desires
In my bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
Making bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
I get to pick my poison
You get to pick your poison
I get to pick my poison
And I pick you
When the writing's on the wall best get reading
Make your bones
Sometimes it's hard to know just what you're
Needing
To make your bones
Go thank your mom and dad for breeding
They made your bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
In their bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
Make your bones
When the moment comes around you gotta
Seize it
Take your bones
Pain comes do your best to ease it
Throw your bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
In their bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
Every now and then I get so tired
I rest my bones
Sitting alone with my desires
In my bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
Making bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
I get to pick my poison
You get to pick your poison
I get to pick my poison
And I pick you
When the writing's on the wall best get reading
Make your bones
Sometimes it's hard to know just what you're
Needing
To make your bones
Go thank your mom and dad for breeding
They made your bones
A hundred people got a hundred problems
In their bones
Hard not to feel like the odd one in my bones
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Dance Like Fire
It takes four men to carry a coffin
But just one to carry across
Takes a lifetime to find yourself
A split second to be lost
The real revolutionary
Won't hide in his home
The real prophet
Dies poor and alone
If we could dance like fire
We'd never get burned
But just one to carry across
Takes a lifetime to find yourself
A split second to be lost
The real revolutionary
Won't hide in his home
The real prophet
Dies poor and alone
If we could dance like fire
We'd never get burned
Writer: OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES, BENJAMIN CHASE HARPER, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY, JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, MICHAEL B. WARD, JASON YATES
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Goodbye To You
I wake up feeling like I've aged a year
'Cause I go to sleep in fear of the dawn
Head full of dreams unclear
Make the days seem twice as long
After all we've been through
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
Passed by where we used to go
Where I now go alone
Everything we had to brave
I'm left here to face on my own
Maybe tomorrow I can start anew
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
Shattered and chained to our past
Battered and too proud to ask
Walked a razor's edge poisoned by degrees
Create each other's voids fill each other's needs
My options are plenty
But my choices are few
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
'Cause I go to sleep in fear of the dawn
Head full of dreams unclear
Make the days seem twice as long
After all we've been through
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
Passed by where we used to go
Where I now go alone
Everything we had to brave
I'm left here to face on my own
Maybe tomorrow I can start anew
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
Shattered and chained to our past
Battered and too proud to ask
Walked a razor's edge poisoned by degrees
Create each other's voids fill each other's needs
My options are plenty
But my choices are few
I don't know how to say goodbye to you
Writer: JUAN DWAYNE NELSON, MICHAEL B. WARD, OLIVER FRANCIS CHARLES, BEN C HARPER, JASON CONRAD YATES, LEON LEWIS MOBLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Call It What It Is is the thirteenth studio album by American artist Ben Harper (with The Innocent Criminals) released on April 8, 2016.
Performed By:
Ben Harper and Innocent CriminalsGenre(s): Rock, blues rock, pop rock, alternative rock, rhythm and blues, folk rock
Producer(s): Ben Harper, Ethan Allen, Juan Nelson, Leon Mobley, Oliver Charles, Jason Yates, Michael Ward
Length: 40:50
Released: April 8th, 2016
Year: 2016