A Different Sort of Solitude
by Steven Page
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Manchild
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released 17 January 2012
Album artwork by Morgan Narkiewicz
Album artwork by Morgan Narkiewicz
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Steven Page offers his newest composition, “A Different Sort of Solitude,” with the b-side “Manchild,” a song written by Page and Craig Northey of the Vancouver-based band, The Odds. He released “Page One” in late 2010. For twenty years, Steven Page was the lead singer and songwriter with Barenaked Ladies and in 2009 left the band to pursue a solo career. ... more
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- Track Name: A Different Sort of Solitude
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I never thought I’d feel so free;
I can’t get used to how things used to be.
Call up the mayor, tell the Priest,
Look up the number of the Beast,
Invite the ones you love the least
To welcome me.
Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude.
It seems I’ve caught you unprepared
But I don’t understand why you’re so scared.
Turn off the lights, pull down the blinds
And pray that I will never find you,
But, I know you know I know
That you’re in there.
Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude.
She’s kind of lonesome, been on her own some
She’s been living by herself for a while;
I’ve come to save her, do her a favour,
And make her funeral my trial.
Hallelujah!
Break out the finger food
Hallelujah!
Shake off the attitude
Hallelujah!
Feels like we’re in the mood
For a different sort of solitude. - Track Name: Manchild
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There's wisdom
In every little thing you say
And I'm wrong
And getting wronger every day
I'll be true
You know I'll never break your heart
I hear you
Could you repeat the last part?
Darling, you're talking to a man now.
You're talking to a man now, child.
Speak slowly, speak slowly
Sweetheart,
What do you think I do all day?
I make Art
When inspiration blows my way.
Oh, the shouting?
I'm getting kind of used to that
But this doubting my intentions?
Well honey, that just makes me sad.
Darling, you're talking to a manchild
Darling, you're talking to a manchild now
Speak slowly, speak slowly
You ask for conversation
You ask for understanding
But then you say you want a man.
Look how hard I'm trying:
I'll let you watch me crying.
I'm just like you, but I'm a man.
I know you
You think I'm just a lazy jerk
But I miss you
Babe when you're away at work.
And Genius
Can strike a man at any time
So I'm waiting
Let's cut it with the heavy sighs.
Darling, you're talking to a manchild
Darling, you're talking to a manchild now
Speak slowly, speak slowly
