Near any lowland of indulgence there's a man up in the hills sitting finger, leg crossed
Hanging for the thrill of being first to see the sun rise. Last to see it fall
Wipes his nose up on his sleeve waiting for his call
He’s got squatter's rights so on those starry nights he'll be much closer than you to the pretty lights
He’s got squatter's rights
There's a man up in these highlands with some very funny ways
Sitting quite contentedly with grin upon his face
If you try to move him he'll arise and he will say
"I’ve claimed this spot 'till judgment. Vacate my private space
I got squatter's rights so on those starry nights I’ll be much closer than you to the pretty lights
I got squatter's rights so on that stormy night I’ll be much further than you from the city light
Cause when the flood comes I’m gonna be safe on high ground"
It happened again Sunday he believed he heard the sound
The commencement of the judgment
It’s just his stomach growling
See he forgot to put his lunch out as he listened so intent on the coming of intruders
to the spot he must defend
He’s got squatter's rights so on those starry nights he'll be much closer than you to the pretty lights
he’s got squatter's rights so on that stormy night he'll be much further than you from the city light
Cause when the flood comes he’s gonna be
I’m gonna be
Safe on high ground
Copyright © 2006/2017: albinosongs
The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals, Guitars & Piano
Joe Boyle Electric Guitars
Tommy Marotta Bass Guitar
Greg DiMiceli Drums
Jon Peckman Percussion
Sophie Guimaraes Vocals
with Bob Walkenhorst Vocals
Behind The Song...
Squatter's Rights
I have no direct recollection of writing this song. I do remember the general time in my life as a time when I was writing fast and furious with the idea in my head that I needed to get all the songs out of my head and down on tape. The idea being I would be able to then edit and develop the rawness after the fact. I am still working on some of these songs to this day.