DAYS OF REACTION
The album that started it all!
Here’s where it all started. This is the birth of that TREASONOUS rockoustic sound. “DAYS OF REACTION” features some of the band’s most popular tracks including their debut single “Days of Reaction,” the enduring toe-tappin’ “Honey Feet,” the deliciously groovy “Still Around” and arguably the best acoustic guitar solo you’ll ever hear in the haunting “Mood.” From the beginning, the band strove to tap into different styles and feels within the rockoustic realm with the progressive “Living for Living (Scenes From the Playground,” the trumpet-kissed “Another Year Gone” and the hard-hitting classic-rock inspired “With You.” Elm Treason’s biggest seller ever.
LYRICS
all lyrics by Andy Roman and Bobby Steel
Days of Reaction
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
Pretty girl with the long black hair’s been looking for a time.
She only digs what’s laying along the line.
And the music man with the outdoor jam trying to make it rhyme –
he only needs to play it all the time.
And Be Good Johnny cops the words with just a twist of lime.
He only cups the clear when all is fine.
And the lovely lady by his side say, “Let’s go for a ride.”
And everyone is here right on time.
Well, would you care to see him in the morning
After everything went so fine?
Let’s do another song for my baby.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
Pretty girl in a Dylan whirl, she digs her sugar sweet.
She only plans to lay it on the line.
While the music man, his head in then, say, “I’m gonna make her mine.”
He cannot pry that woman from his eye.
And Johnny grip the melody like freshman cherry wine.
He only tries to say it all the time.
And the lovely lady, by his side, say, “Everything’s alright.”
Let’s come back again tomorrow night.
Well, would you care to see him in the morning
After everything went so fine?
Let’s do another song for my baby.
These are the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
Yeah, the lazy, crazy days of reaction.
With You
You know, I’d love a little time with you
Nothing more than to spend some time with you
When you’re not here, my world is broken, blue.
Can’t you see I want to be with you?
You know, I need to be alone with you.
Nothing more than to be alone with you.
When you’re not here, I don’t know what to do.
Can’t you see I want to be with you?
Well, you know I’m gonna find my way to you.
You’ll never hide. I’ll find my way to you.
When you’re not here, who knows what I’ll do?
Can’t you see I want to be with you?
Honey Feet
Well, it changed when I first saw you.
And just like that, I adored you.
It wasn’t your smile or dress.
It was the way you took your step.
Hey, hey woman with the honey feet.
You got that glide and you look so good to me.
You’re stepping one, two, three.
Don’t need shoes, just let those babies breathe,
and let me see those honey feet.
Sweet little honey feet.
Yeah.
Now, honey, when you first walked by,
I didn’t even see your eyes.
With your toes painted rhythm and blues,
I had to have you.
Hey, hey woman with the honey feet.
You got that glide and you look so good to me.
You’re stepping one, two, three.
Don’t need shoes, just let those babies breathe,
and let me see those honey feet.
Sweet little honey feet.
Don’t need shoes, just let those babies breathe,
and let me see those honey feet.
Sweet little honey feet.
Honey feet, honey
Honey feet, honey
Honey feet, honey
Honey feet
Let me see those honey feet
Another Year Gone
Ooh, is that a year gone by?
The ball, it drops like FM pop,
And just like that, it dies.
Ooh, another year gone by.
Things can change on New Year’s Day
no matter what you cry.
Ooh, we never get to stay.
Right or wrong, short or long,
it always slips away.
Ooh, but soon we realize
that even for a flash or more
it all can synchronize.
Sometimes time is laughing and it makes me feel
like it’s all unreal.
And though I’d say I’d beg or borrow, I’ll still get along
although another year is gone.
Ooh, is that a year gone past?
I could cry, but really, why?
I see it full, not fast.
Ooh, the pendulums will sway
all in time, if just one time
before it slips away.
Sometimes time is laughing and it makes me feel
like it’s all unreal.
And though I’d say I’d beg or borrow, I’ll still get along
although another year is gone.
Everything
Take for keeps these blue-eyed weepings, setting sun, Phoebe
Kill your head and curse and nullify everything
Amazing how a kingdom proud, once just begun is sifted dead
and set aside from everything
I ain’t the one, just genius, clown or nothing new
Break bread with me, we’ll laugh and talk about everything
Endure with me until I see or else lose sleep
I cannot move my legs, so I guess I won’t do anything
Time and time alone is paced and left to stone - a curse again, you know
The only thing she knows is fighting words and going tooth and nail
Her wars are stale and does not fight for anything
She wobbles hard and stands to fall for everything
I’ve dressed her up, I’ve filled her cup, I’ve taken her from off the wood that binds
and made her seem like everything
She’s moved to save, she’s blind or brave and I don’t care
as long as I can take all the time I need for everything
Well, damned and clean, we’ve never been ones to speak
but I can say except for nothing, I don’t need anything
Time and time alone is paced and left to stone - a curse again, you know
The only thing she knows is how to be here with me
Living for Living (Scenes From the Playground)
Rolling, tumbling, climbing, swinging
Falling, crying, laughing, singing
singing, laughing
Running, hiding, pushing, sliding
Pulling, spinning, losing, winning
winning, losing
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go, here we go
Jumping, flipping, fighting, forgiving
Running, skipping, living for living, living for living
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go, here we go
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round, here we go ‘round
Still Around
One and one and a closet friend -
the smoke has broken for the window’s edge.
The sun is up, and the shades are down.
It’s kind of like you were still around.
You run it through a clay-pot smile -
the best of ten, and that leaves nine.
See the pages fill the ground.
It’s kind of like you were still around.
The paws of sleepy winds are here -
a paddle wind dispensing clear.
A look alive at the choking crowd -
it’s kind of like you were still around.
And if I kind of cry, it had to be.
Whether it was mine or tried, it had to be
had to be
had to be
had to be
The nest aside, the room is free.
There’s no one here except for me.
The smell is spam and the water is brown.
It’s kind of like you were still around.
And if I kind of cry, it had to be.
Whether it was mine or tried, it had to be
had to be
had to be
had to be
We Go On
My mind is draped with plans,
these castle daydreams, pencil nevers, paper snow..
The world is only cold
except for you.
For you, I do.
We go on.
And when at times afraid
that they might steal my box of crayon stars
and spinning spoons,
alone I’ll gaze the moons
to look for you.
For you, I do.
We go on.
Beside these heaven spotted sheets of songs I write for you,
there keeps a jar of a billion tomorrows breaking through.
We go on.
If I am no one now,
God’s hand I stay that way,
and time behind me grows,
I will always know there was you.
For you, I do.
We go on.
Mood
I’ll have you like the way it was before
when the five was still a four.
Maybe soon, you’ll see it like I see
like the way you look at me.
I sense a little play ‘til the holiday.
Pretend that the clouds have gone away.
I will be your friend
until the end.
I want you. Like a whisper falling hard,
I’ve never gotten far.
If you do, you’ll find me in the sun
learning how to run.
I sense a little change in how we play.
Don’t stay inside and think of when.
I will be your friend
until the end.
When I’m through, the pride that keeps me free
will get the best of me.
Maybe you can look and look again.
It happens now and then.
I sense a little change has come my way.
When the pain comes silently I’ll say
that you have been my friend
until the end.