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Mysteries

Mysteries are what you give me when you're playing with me though you're feeling right
Sadness is a world I live in every time I give in or should choose to fight
I can give you something no one else can give you
Why oh why you treat me like a shoe?
Your mysteries old and new
Why oh why you treat me like a shoe?
I've given it all to you

Mysteries are what you make it, every time you ache it kills my empty heart
Anger is your thunder, better off a hundred thousand miles should keep us apart
I can give you something no one else can give you
Why oh why you treat me like a shoe?
Your mysteries old and new
Why oh why you treat me like a shoe?
Your mysteries old and new
You treat me like you do
I've given it all to you

I can give you something no one else can give you
Why oh why you treat me like a shoe?
I've given it all to you

Mysteries, Mysteries, Mysteries
Why oh why you treat me like you do?
Your mysteries old and new
You treat me like a fool, I know just what you're doing
Treat me like a school boy, I wish you'd stop that screwing around with me
You won't let me be
You're a mystery

Peter Cross is the songwriter, the lead singer and he also sings all the harmony tracks, plus he's the arranger and the producer.

Commentary:

Normally this song would never have made it onto this site because the recording quality isn't as good as what I achieved with Crossfire. This one is up here because it's a real hard rocker with some creative and poetic lyrics, and also because of Ginny, the female drummer in the Charles Biscuit band. Many years ago, Ginny wandered into a club in N.Y.C. where I was playing, she dug my rock drumming style, and I was a sucker for a female drummer. I thought Ginny was cute, so after the show, I invited her back to my east village dump of an apartment where we took LSD together with Mona. Many years later, Ginny died of cancer. But before that happened, Ginny and her band agreed to record the basic track for me at no charge. This is another song about an unmentionable "friend" who really did treat me like an old shoe. There have been one too many of those in my life and there won't be any more.


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