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Bottlefed

my love, my little luisa bear
there's danger, danger everywhere
on the streets and on the stairs
in the water, in the air

before anyone gets hurt
a little boy, a little girl
your mom and i've decided to
childproof the whole wide world

hide every hazard north and south
fix every fist, zip every mouth
lock up all the lust and lies
and keep the grief far from your eyes

before you go and get hurt
my sweetheart, my little girl
your mom and i've decided to
childproof the whole wide world

some may claim it's overkill
covering every ocean, leveling every hill
giving up so much to protect one kid
but a world without her
i've no use for it

it may be foolish, or futile
boys will be boys, worlds will be wild
but i hope for a little while
they embrace you like a child

like a healthy little girl
like a happy little girl
whose mom and i have tried to
childproof the whole wide world
childproof the whole wide world

i share my visions, i raise my voice
all around the cloud i'm heard
instaflicka tumblatweet snap like i have no choice
and like like like like every selfie, every clever word

a thousand files a thousand friends
i'll never be lonely again
no their glowing faces are never far
now that all my friends are avatars

they live in language & video
sound so thoughtful, look so real
i see their work, wives, wee ones grow
i watch them watch, try to feel them feel

a thousand faces, a thousand friends
i'll never be lonely again
no their glowing praise is never far
now that all my friends are avatars

and what could be wrong with sharing
my brain's expanding before my eyes
the only limit to my caring's
a heart that's still built factory size

a thousand feelings, a thousand friends
i'll never go outside again, i love
their semicolon smiles, their blinking hearts
thank god all my friends are avatars
good god all my friends are avatars

it goes bump'a bump bump bump
it's a pounding in my pump
it's a knocking yeah
it's a knocking at my door
it's the sound that makes me jump
start to rethink all i've thunk
think i have been gone on the lam so long
that i can't bring back what for

look through the keyhole
only to make sure it's her, my warrior
no sword, no gun
just a heart and a tongue to defend her
she says "come out with your hands up"
and i say, i surrender

in that shack of mud and pine
where the bare walls kept me safe
from the stinging sand
from the water and the wind
she kept sailing through my mind
an approaching ocean wave
i could spy her spies
when i closed my eyes
i could feel her closing in

i heard her in the rain
and in the morning birds, my warrior
those familiar voices
so strong and yet always so tender
singing "come out with your hands up"
as i sang, i surrender

so take me away, take me home
i'll give thee my warrior nights
i'd serve anyone who prefers that i live
but who'll love me dead or alive

everyone knows there comes a time
when holding back's the only crime
and my warrior well i've been her repeat offender
but now i step through that doorway
as i say, i surrender

maybe we oughta make a new deal
i'm just thinking outloud
i'll tell 'em which one of us made up all these words
if you tell 'em who means them right now
you may think they all belong to you
yeah but boy try telling that to
all the pretty people here in this crowd

the breath you breathed, you might believe that you own it
may be your history, but it's my moment
so you may curse me first, but i'll rise and rejoice
these may be your words, but this is my voice, my voice

me so loud, me so oh uninspired
you who can't make a sound
which one of us is the fraud, me for copping these thoughts
or you for writing them down
true it's your two eyes that had once been
scanning out across the horizon
but it's my two feet standing on this ground

the breath you breathed, you might believe that you own it
may be your history, but it's my moment
so you may curse me first, but i'll rise and rejoice
these may be your words, but this is my voice, my voice

you're a hell of a writer, oh, i kid, i kid
yeah, you told me to say that, oh, you did you did
but with your maps and my horses, we could ride through this forest
would be hard to ignore us when we made a sweet chorus
out of two sour crises, the spices of life, these

now i feel we should make a new deal
if you're willing to play
i'll tell you which one of us made these diamonds of dust
if you'll tell me who's shining today
and me, might as well go on pretendin' it's me not you who chose the ending
but i'll shut my mouth when you've no more to say

so don't attack the men who tally up your vote
or murder the messengers who read back what you wrote
don't blame me, dear, if hearing these lines sung still hurts
cuz though this may be my voice, these are your words
your words

at home with my honey thumbing through old photographs
of my folks in the 80s, and the girl couldn't help but laugh
those pants, that jewelry, what were they thinking
and the barbers back then they must've been drinking

i said honey someday our baby's
gonna look back and laugh at us
like we laugh at the 80s
laugh laugh laugh at the 80s

we've got the latest gadgets and we just bought this brand new home
but in twenty five years love it'll all look like ancient rome
those cars, those handphones, what were they smoking
and the voters back then, they must've been joking

all i'm saying's someday our baby's
gonna look back and laugh at us
like we laugh at the 80s
laugh laugh laugh at the 80s

before you know it, these styles we swear by will slip away
though that doesn't mean we can't still look good today

til our babies and their babies
finally look back and laugh at us
like we laugh at the 80s
laugh laugh laugh at the 80s

sweetie your sleepy gaze grips me
although to be honest you seem a bit tipsy
bottle's empty again senorita
eyes a'smiling and spirits a'rocking
but do you really love me luisa
or is it just the milk talking

nature made sure you're beguiling
but word on the street's you succumb to drunk smiling
baby am i a fool to believe ya
when you're swaying along to my swaddling
do you really love me luisa
or is it just the milk talking

come on, tell me the truth, i command you
you're still mumbling, i can't understand you, boo-hoo

will i always thrill, will i please ya
when you're wide awake, lou, when you're walking
will you always be my sweet luisa
or is it just the milk talking

say you really love me luisa
i pray it's not just the milk talking
cuz i really love you, you boozy maiden
and it's not just the sleep deprivation talking

boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom bang

must be a kingdom where hope lives
and every heart gets what it gives
and every sweet song we once sang
sings back like a boomerang
a land where all the love we send returns just like a long lost friend
and every friend who walks the plank springs back like a boomerang

and all the evil flowing through it
flows to those who do it to it
and each & every dream upon it
comes true for we who want it
and won't abuse it

but our journey's just begun and this road's the only one
so we'd better get the hang of this beat-up boomerang

boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom bang

(some galaxy's shrinking, some galaxy's stretching
some galaxy's curving like an aboriginal weapon
two bodies are twisted, two bodies are tangled
two bodies are bent at just the right angle)

tried to hold it in my hand, like a moron, like a man
tried to pray, i tried to pout, finally gave up, threw it out

and then suddenly, aw, smack
it returned and threw me back, i fainted
the sun came up, the church bells rang
and i blessed my boomerang
yeah, i kissed and thanked it

cuz when i want somethin' now i know
first i gotta let it go
and you can take that to the bank
you can cash that boomerang

boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom boom boom boomerang
boom boom boom bang

listen, i see now you've been more than down
you have had enough of that cloud above
and you tell me everything feels heavy and adrift
but it will lift
it will lift

drowning in the fog, running out the clock
up against the wall, roof about to fall
smoke so thick you can't even see through to all the mist
but it will lift
it will lift

and when it lifts, it really lifts
you'll see these hills that looked like cliffs
you'll shake your head, you'll shake your hips
you'll feel again that life's a gift
when it lifts
and it will lift

til then, tell me what i can do to convince you
when i say my love's here to stay
pros or pills, we'll try it all until the shadows shift
until it lifts
and it will lift

and when it lifts it lifts and lifts
yeah i said when, i didn't say if
you'll ride these waves, you'll sail these ships
and any help you need i'll give
until it lifts
and it will lift

made it through the day, got off at five
gotta clear my head so i'm goin' for a drive
no one left to please, i'm my own boss now
gonna find this restaurant i've been hearing about
but as the memory of my manager's finally fading
suddenly i hear a voice say "recalculating"

i resent the implication and the condescending tone
if you're gonna be a b about it, i'll just get there on my own
gonna turn you off if you keep treating me like a baby
stop nudging, stop judging me
GPS lady, GPS lady

come on we're all adults here, we've all made mistakes
you've butchered some street names
i've slammed on some brakes
i can sense you snickering, lady, please
you may have the maps, baby, but i've got the keys
sometimes i may get lost, but i find my way home
so let her who's never lost the signal
cast the first stone

yes, i know you said "in two miles"
but that's no reason to fight
sure, you said to make a "slight" left
but i guess i heard "sharp right"
and you send me down one-ways the wrong way
pretty much daily
so stop rushing, stop judging me
GPS lady, GPS lady

remember back when i first took you out
when we were young, when we were proud
showed you off to my friends, said "give her any address"
you used to make life better senorita GPS!

oh what happened to us sweetheart?
used to have a real good thing
were you angling for an upgrade?
were you hoping for a ring?
so you're no longer my hero, you can still save me
stop fussing, stop judging me
GPS lady, GPS lady
and may be we can still work it out, GPS baby
we'll find our way, maybe
GPS lady, GPS lady

let's have some fun til the comet comes
blow our horns, bang our drums
shake our aching hips and pick our plums
til the comet comes

so you're hiding from the world again
don't worry, i won't tell it where you are
but i am gonna sit here, and i am gonna watch
cuz you look so pretty in camouflage
you look so pretty in camouflage

wish i could tell you your disguise is working
yeah, you're blending in with all the rest
i know you've got madmen and bullets to dodge
but you look so pretty in camouflage

you look so bright when you're hiding from the sun
you look so rich right when you've given it all away
you look so graceful when you run

if and when this senseless battle's through
i just hope someone sends word to you
come out of the desert, love, i'm no mirage
and you look so pretty in camouflage
you look so pretty in camouflage

after years to figure it all out
thought we'd be some kind of experts now
don't know 'bout you, but as for me
i'm still lost at sea, and a lousy swimmer

baby i will always be an advanced beginner
yes, forever and always an advanced beginner

look at me learning the ropes again
as a lover, brother, father, friend
a fledgling flame, a burnt breadwinner
a freshman saint, a sophomore sinner

baby i will always be an advanced beginner
that's the level meant for me, an advanced beginner

i've been taught, and i've been trained
guess i ain't got the braun, guess i ain't got the brains
still i'd thought at least by now
i'd have been promoted anyhow

baby i have always been an advanced beginner
imagine that, four decades in, not once a winner
no, the whole time, every spring, summer, fall and winter
i have found, i'm, yes, year round, an advanced beginner
though maybe, um, everyone's an advanced beginner
from sea to shining sea just advanced beginners
all that's clear, son, this guy here's one advanced beginner
yes forever and always an advanced beginner

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