Dan Swift

Influences of Six

About the Album

Influences of Six is the first main-stream contemporary album that I produced. It contains both acoustic instruments as well as electronic ones … there are some samples in there too. It has a little bit of everything.

Track Information

1. Monster (lyrics)

   Door closes off to work, then you drive … (you drive)
   The monster knows you're gone, and I hide … ( I hide)
   The monster lures me out. It has toys.
   I hear that you're near and I sleep … I fall asleep.

   The monster knows that you're home and it hides.
   You undress in my room.
   Then you come and you check on me.
   You lie next to me. You sleep with me.
   The monster hiding in the wall runs out the door and down the hall.

   I wake and you're gone, but I'm here (I'm not alone).
   The monster's back again and I hide (I won't hide).
   Me and the monster play with its toys.
   We play into night. You won't be home, not tonight.

   The monster knows that you're home and it hides.
   You undress in my room.
   Then you come and you check on me.
   You lie next to me You sleep with me.
   The monster hiding in the wall runs out the door and down the hall.

   The monster knows that you're home and it hides.
   You undress in my room.
   Then you come and you check on me.
   You lie next to me. You sleep with me.
   The monster hiding in the wall runs out the door.
   You know the monster is home and it hides.
   You find a dress in my room.
   You leave my room. You have your doubts.
   You scream and shout. You kick me out.
   The monster that was in the wall - she made us break.
   She made us fall.

2. Pretty Disguise (lyrics)

   I met an angel in a coffee shop house.
   She spoke very softly and bit at her nails.
   She sat at a table at a spot over there.
   She stared at some letters and did not play fair.
   She asked for my heart. I gave her my soul.
   She smiled. She was happy. She was happy and scared.

   She's not an angel but she plays one real well.
   She doesn't have feathers but great smelling hair.
   She's only a human with brown colored eyes.
   She's really my angel in a pretty disguise.

   I met an angel on a suspension bridge.
   Standing right there next to the ledge.
   She smiled at me kindly and held me real tight.
   Surrounded by darkness, no star in sight.
   I asked for her feathers. She gave me her arms.
   She smiled. She was happy. She was happy and scared.

   She's not an angel but she plays one real well.
   She doesn't have feathers but great smelling hair.
   She's only a human with brown colored eyes.
   She's really my angel in a pretty disguise.

   I met an angel on a rooftop at night.
   I stood in the middle and looked at the drop.
   She walked right to the edge. She said give it a try.
   I declined her the offer and said I would die.
   I asked for her life. She gave me her hand.
   She smiled. She was happy. She was happy and scared.

   She's not an angel but she plays one real well.
   She doesn't have feathers but great smelling hair.
   She's only a human with brown colored eyes.
   She's really my angel in a pretty disguise.

3. You Say (lyrics)

   Everytime I look at you I don't know where you've gone.
   Everytime you look at me you don't know if I've gone far from here.
   Everytime I look through you and see myself in your eyes.
   Everytime you look at me and see yourself try to fly far from me. So far from me.

   But then, you say that the times we had are all gone.
   I say that the times we had are not gone.
   They say that it's really time to move on.
   Well that, I'm not insane.
   You think I am but I don't play games.
   You just wanna have fun but what you don't know … you won't fly solo.

   You say that you just want to talk but not right here let's go take a walk away from here.
   What do you say now what's on your mind? Why don't you tell me,
   why must I find what is wrong? What is wrong?

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   <Em-A/Asus4/A-D/Dsus4/D-Asus4/A-Em-C-Gadd6-Cadd2>

   You bring me here to talk but then you cry.
   Your trembling lips go and then you cry in your hands. You cry in my hands.
   I guess you have nothing to say now. Your thoughts, your lips cannot convey.
   What does this mean? What do you mean?

   But then, you say that the times we had are all gone.
   I say that the times we had are not gone.
   He says that it's really time to move on.
   Well that, I'm not insane. You think I am but I don't play games.
   You just wanna have fun but what you don't know … you won't fly solo.

4. Where (lyrics)

   I grab my hat and my cane.
   You grab your horse by the reins.
   I close the windows and doors.
   You scrub the walls and the floors.
   I have my bags and I'm out.
   You have the chairs and the couch.

   There it goes, it's all gone,
   the cats, the clothes, and the lawn,
   ledge, the chimes, the sidewalk set,
   the gate, the stairs, erroneous vet,
   early mornings Mia sings,
   and won't you miss this list of things?
   And where will you go - who will you show?

   I lost my soul and my keys.
   You have your pics and memories.
   I lost my dirt devil vac.
   You have your clean your kitchen back.
   I have my crates and I leave.
   You have your thoughts and you grieve.

   Now it's time to move ahead and
   rid ideas that were said.
   Ladybugs and turtles must go.
   Where to where, do you know?
   I have my theramin song and
   what have we done wrong?
   And where will we go and will we still grow?

5. Shower Rock Star (lyrics)

   I am a star, I like it swell.
   I am a rock star but you can't even tell.
   I don't like my red costumes.
   They get in my way when I play all my hit tunes.
   I get to play to topless girls. I get to play solos while wearing no clothes.

   I am a rock star, a shower rock star.
   I sing everyday while scrubbing my face,
   and under my arms and between my legs.
   I rock everyday though I do not get paid.

   I am a poet without words.
   I am a troubador 'cause I hum to the chords.
   I get to travel to my den.
   Paper in my hand with my pilot pen.
   I write songs about the girls.
   I write songs about the make-outs and the break-ups.

   I am a rock star, a shower rock star.
   I sing everyday while scrubbing my face,
   and under my arms and between my legs.
   I rock everyday though I do not get paid.

   In the shower, in the tub …
   I am embarrassed to sing at the clubs.
   I am depressed 'cause I can't sing.
   I am sad because you heard everything.
   You heard me sing about the lies,
   true stories and off-key tragedies.

   I am a rock star, a shower rock star.
   I sing everyday while scrubbing my face,
   and under my arms and between my legs.
   I sing everyday though I do not get paid.
   I am a rock star, a shower rock star.
   I am a rock star.

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