Garage Sale

[jpnickolas]

Garage Sale
JP Nickolas

Face grey with dust
I weather the must
Of years that passed this attic by

I remember each day
As I line the driveway
And tears kiss my smile

Moving ain’t easy
But goodbyes hurt the most
This garage sale
It’s my last toast

Kids start to gaggle
And people come to haggle
I see a second beginning

My heart clenches tight
At the sales I incite
But I can’t stop grinning

Moving ain’t easy
But goodbyes hurt the most
This garage sale
It’s my last toast

To a merry farewell and a heavy goodbye
I wish you another life

[the panna cotta army]

Garage Sale
the pannacotta army

I saw the sign for a garage sale
She was standing by the clothing rail
And searching through a stack of old CDs

The scarlet hair caught my eye
Or maybe I'd of just passed by
But my curiosity is an incurable disease

I asked her name
She said it's Elaine
....and then it was over
And then it was all over

You can't put pain in a box
Or tie the past up in knots
Or move it on in a garage sale

I asked her name
She said it's Elaine
....and then it was over, yeah
and then it was over, yeah

[bambamoozle]

Garage Sale by Rod The Bunman

I sold most of my memories
At the garage sale that I had
Lots of folks stopped by
Not a cloud in the sky
Everything was picked dry
I sold most of my memories
At the garage sale that I had
But the one that’s with me
Is the one they can’t see
How I miss our loving tale
That ended with a garage sale

I sat outside our house
Beside your dresser and our bed
The records and the board games
That we'd play with our friends
Toward the sidewalk I put the books
That you pretended you'd read
I wish I'd been more patient
Instead of saying the things I said

I got a shirt for my birthday
You liked the way I looked in red
It had a tag asking two dollars
But I took 50 cents instead
I took out all our pictures
And left the frames for someone else
To fill with smiling faces
Since I don’t have a smile myself

I sold most of my memories
At the garage sale that I had
Lots of folks stopped by
Not a cloud in the sky
Everything was picked dry
I sold most of my memories
At the garage sale that I had
But the one that’s with me
Is the one they can’t see
How I miss our loving tale
That ended with a garage sale

[lichenthroat]

Garage Sale
Lichen Throat

On Saturday mornings, I see the signs
In Sharpie on corrugated cardboard.
Portable tables out in the sunshine,
And crowds of flippers hoping for a score.
I still think of you when I see a garage sale,
And I still miss you, Abigail.
Fifteen years since I stood in the driveway
And watched you drive away.

We used to drive around every Saturday morning
Through suburbs and outlying towns.
When you saw a sign, you’d turn without warning
And barely even try to slow down.
You’d dig through the quilts, the out-of-style dresses,
The paperbacks and tools and skis.
We’d stop at each place on the list of your addresses,
And you’d search through the oddities.
I still think of you when I see a garage sale,
And I still miss you, Abigail.
Fifteen years since I stood in the driveway
And watched you drive away.

I thought we were fine,
I really thought we were fine.

At night with our things spread out on the floor,
You’d find the rips, the dents, and ragged scuffs,
Begin making plans to repaint and restore,
Restitch and refinish damaged stuff.
I still think of you when I see a garage sale,
And I still miss you, Abigail.
Fifteen years since I stood in the driveway
And watched you drive away.

[MellyP]

Garage Sale
The Mellfire Trifecta

You’ll string me along for awhile
I’ll try to keep up, and keep up appearances
But in the end, it will not matter
What this game is, or how it’s played

Played, under the moonlight
Played, out with our friends
Played, like an old song that has to end

What we have built can’t hold together
Toppling down without foundation
No one’s in charge and nothing is easy
All that is sure is how much is lost

Lost, in the accounting
Lost, like my long hair
Lost, like all the love we used to share

Come and get it, it’s a garage sale
All the stuff we used to value
Cut-rate prices on everything priceless
We’ll take the loss if you’ll take the memory

[JonPorobil]

Garage Sale
by Jon Porobil

Building up to nothing - Flesh by the pound
Building up to nothing - Flesh sold by the pound
Gotta lay it out
To trim it down

Everything must go
Everything must go

They say it’s only money - So why do we kill ourselves?
If it’s really only money, why are we out here killing ourselves?
End of the day
Face those empty shelves

Everything must go
Everything must go

And when it’s gone
Keep cutting
Keep cutting right down to the core
When it’s gone
Who am I?
Who even am I anymore?

Who am I?
Everything must go
(x6)

[Lunkhead]

Garage Sale
by Berkeley Social Scene

Whiling away
A glorious Saturday morning
I saw a sign
Somebody’s yesterday was calling

And through the head nods and
bartered down agreements
There was a sweet time
when everything was new

Lined in the driveway
Too many memories to hold
I sift through the ashes
Of ancient cardboard treasure troves

And through the head nods and
bartered down agreements
There was a sweet time
when everything was new

Will we remember
Will we remember
It all ends up this way
It all ends up this way
It all ends up this way
Inevitable decay

And through the head nods and
bartered down agreements
There was a sweet time
when everything was new

Searching dark corners
through dusty cobwebs
Finding a past that
Brings me to today

[Duncan]

Garage Sale
D Martin

Am D
Spray paint stenciled words
G Em
And the artist’s rule of thirds
Bm
No early birds
D7
We sleep late in the burbs


G D
Fliers on the telephone poles
Am Em
A poster at the watering hole
Bm
This tattered soul
D7
This lump of coal

Chorus

C D
There’s a garage sale in my heart
G Em
You can buy my pride it's got a few good parts
Am
A screw or two, some super glue
D7
Good as new


C D
And whatever doesn’t sell by the dinner bell
G Em
Gonna haul it off in an old clamshell
Am
She pulled the copper left me in the dark
D Em
My motor now won't even start


Am D
Take the bypass round the artery
G Em
It clogs up bad this time of day
Bm
I’ll be in the yard
D7
Still drinkin’ hard

G D
Come on in round the back
Am Em
By the shoulder blade where the bone is cracked
Bm
She even took the knife
D7
When she left my life


C D
There’s a garage sale in my heart
G Em
Make an offer we can barter
Am
That box of shame and woe and pain
D
It’s yours to claim

C D
And if you take it all I can cut a deal
G Em
An empty heart can start to heal
Bm
I could buy a dog
D7
Help me clear the fog

[Thanks For The Frisbee]

Garage Sale
Thanks for the Frisbee


I can barely breath in these walls
Closing in on me, at night fall
I remember when I bought this with you
In December
I don’t want to let go

Help me out
Getting all these things out of my house
Things I thought I could not live without

All these memories Beautifully displayed
Now for all to see, will put me in my grave
Now all I have is hollow empty space
Take me close to you and hold on just in case.

Help me out
Getting all these things out of my house
Things I thought I could not live without

I know who I can call when I am feeling low
You know I’ll be around when your world is upside down

I will help you out, when you need a friend
You can talk me down when I’m spinning out again

Help me out
Getting all these things out of my house
Things I thought I couldn’t live without


I’ll help you out
Getting all these things out of your house
Things you thought you could not live without

[starfinger]

Garage Sale
by Starfinger

this is the room where the magic happens.
all my crap turns into gold
the shirts and the pants that no longer fit
in this chamber, they'll be sold

strangers come from far and from wide
to take a little peek inside
the garage is a magical place
where the old becomes like new

and what was once my junk
well, now it's junk for you

it's a garage sale



step right up
i wrote the prices on the tape
caveat emptor, but it's all in good shape

pick out a shirt or a skirt
if it jives with your muse
and i got golf clubs
that've never been used

you cannot lose when you choose
from my marvelous wares
throw your money in the air


i can make change
and i can make deals
but you gotta act fast
this selection won't last


it's a garage sale!

[Pigfarmer Jr]

Garage Sale
Sugar Johnson

My best ex ol' lady
She sold all my clothes
Why was she so mad at me?
I swear nobody knows
Ooh, why is she so angry?
Ooh, ooh, nobody can tell
She sold my best blue jeans
Sold them in her garage sale

She sold my leather boots
Sold my walking cane
Sold my pocket watch
My shirt with spaghetti stains
Ooh, why is she so angry?
Ooh, ooh nobody can tell
She sold my best blue jeans
Sold them in her garage sale

She tried to sell my socks
Tried to sell my underwear
Put a quarter on my jacket
Because it had a tear
Ooh, why is she so angry?
Ooh, ooh, nobody can tell
She sold my best blue jeans
Sold them in a garage sale

[Merle Fyshwick]

Garage Sale by The Magnetic Letters


The Sneaker-handed Bandit drove away with my car and I've no idea what he's done with it
He just casually walked into the Centre for Arts, took my keys and then he made a run for it
He took my cash, my baby seat, my keyboard stand, but the thing I want back most is my Laney amp

A Tube Fusion 300 that's seen better days with a Fleet Studios sticker that my friend designed
The carry handle lugs have clearly been resprayed and the reverb's floating round with the vinyl missing

If you're at Perth's original and best hock shop in Victoria Park let me know if you see it
Or if you're at a garage sale and a guy wearing sneakers on his hands tries to sell you a baby seat it could be
Possibly a victim of fashion and a bold and brazen thief

The Sneaker-handed Bandit

Is he trying to flex with the extra shoes? Or maybe leaving no prints is his excuse
Or does he run around on all fours like a dog?

We were sitting outside playing My Girl for Polly with the wheelchairs set up round the drums
I try to be respectful but in this case, golly, that's a pretty low place to be stealing from

If you're at Perth's original and best hock shop in Victoria Park let me know if you see him
Or if you're at a garage sale and a guy wearing sneakers on his hands tries to sell you a baby seat it could be
Possibly a victim of fashion and a bold and brazen thief

The Sneaker-handed Bandit

Is he trying to flex with the extra shoes? Or leaving no fingerprints is his excuse
Or does he run around on all fours like a dog?

The Sneaker-handed Bandit (and the Lycra Lady)