The Walking Man

by Gilad Kahana

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released June 15, 2009

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Gilad Kahana Israel

Gilad Kahana
(a/k/a “The Walking Man”)

Born in Mexico, Tel Aviv- based.
Singer, Songwriter, Author & Artist

Lead singer and writer for the band “Girafot”:
Album: “Conversations with a Chair”
Album: “Roof’
Album: “No Elephants Allowed”

Solo Albums:
“I Forgot How to Eat”
“The Promised Landing”
“360”

Lead singer and writer for the band “The Walking Man”:
“The Walking Man”
“Bad love”
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Track Name: Security Man
One hand holds the ice cream
The other hoses down her car
Just to make her happy
So happy she doesn’t move
Staring at her shoes

“We can’t afford a security man”
He knows it’s not her fault
But what will he do now?

She whispers,
Hoping he wont hear
Knows he does
She did her best
Redecorated, fired chefs
Changed the menus
Billed her friends

“We can’t afford a security man”
He knows its not her fault
But what will he do now?

“I need two weeks” he says,
Running water on his shoes.
Track Name: Lifeguard
Rises up
Walks to her
He says he’s a lifeguard
During the summer
She doesn’t want him to sit beside her
He returns to his spot
Breaks up into three parts
His face towards her

So she can slowly fall in love
So she can slowly fall in

Rises up
Walks against the wind
He considers to stop smoking
The anxiety attacks
His shirt clinging to his body
Describing his belly
His face towards her

So she can slowly fall in love
So she can slowly fall in

Rises up
Walks to her
He says he’s a lifeguard
During the summer
Track Name: Money Man
He covers his face with a handkerchief
Looks at the puddle
Can’t stop the tear
How a ripple shakes the world

Money money money man
With his pants down
Crying like a baby
I aint got nothing
I aint got nothing
To make me happy

Once he was tough
But not today
He had an argument
With his philipino nurse
And he crumbles

Money money money man
With his pants down
Crying like a baby
I aint got nothing
I aint got nothing
To make me happy

In the middle of the night
When he’ll wake her up
To change his sheets
He’s gotta forgive her
Even if the silly girl
She wont apologize

“Bakit sino ba sya sa akala niya
Hindi ako ang nanay niya
…I’m not his wife
Never once saying thank you
Who does he think he is?
Siya ang bobong tao
Napa ka tanga…”

Money money money man
With his pants down
Crying like a baby
I aint got nothing
I aint got nothing
To make me happy
“I don’t believe he didn’t say he’s sorry…”
Track Name: Dancing
There are days I feel insecure
With my body
And with my soul
God help me
Or alcohol

I’m dancing
I’m dancing
Look at me I’m dancing
I’m dancing
I’m dancing
Look at me I’m dancing
And I ain’t embarrassed
Not at all
I mean look at me!

My friends say I’m an animal
When I’m drunk
They say I’m a wonderful person when I’m not
They say I’m not myself when I drink
But the truth is
I’m not myself when I’m sober

I think
Therefore I drink!
Salud!
Lechaim!

I’m dancing
I’m dancing
Look at me I’m dancing
I’m dancing
I’m dancing
Look at me I’m dancing
And I ain’t embarrassed
Not at all
I mean, look at me!
I said look at me
C’mon baby
Look at me

I don’t feel so good
My head is aching
What did I do last night?