B i o g r a p h y
 (by Official site)

Even with birthdays separated by 60 years and 10 days, entertainers Nellie McKay and Doris Day are cut from the same cloth. The two share a passion for animal rights, a sunny gosh–gee–swell positivity and a love for the Great American Songbook—as well as a depth, complexity and progressivism that belies the toothy grins for which both are known. McKay’s Verve Records salute to the woman born Doris Mary Ann Von Kappelhoff, Normal As Blueberry Pie – A Tribute to Doris Day, features the iconic New York singer/songwriter interpreting a colorful selection of songs from Day’s extensive recordings—with the smart arrangements and crackerjack instrumentalists listeners have come to expect. “We were trying to connect with the many time periods in Doris’ life,” McKay explains, “from the big bands to the post–McCarthy era.” For Nellie, producing, arranging, and performing Normal As Blueberry Pie was the natural outcome of all the years she has spent listening enraptured to Ms. Day’s music. “She was – and still is – ahead of her time,” says Nellie, who was awarded the Doris Day Music Award in 2005 for “The Dog Song” in recognition of her dedication to animal rights. Nellie reviewed a recent biography of Day for The New York Times, and is one of the few people in 30 years to be granted an interview with Ms. Day (The Bark magazine, 2007). “What she possessed – beyond her beauty, physical grace and natural acting ability – was a resplendent voice that conveyed enormous warmth and feeling,” writes Nellie (The New York Times, 2007).

Normal As Blueberry Pie features 12 songs handpicked from over 600 recordings of Ms. Day's, as well as an original by McKay. The album bridges the big band era of the ‘40s (“Sentimental Journey”,“Dig It”) with Day’s later film career (“The Very Thought of You” from Young Man With a Horn, “Send Me No Flowers” from the film of the same name). So why Doris? What is it about this mid–century star that so captivated a teenager coming of age in northeastern Pennsylvania? ‘I was initially attracted to her optimism and her gaiety,” McKay says. “Her approach to life is irresistible.” But as the young prodigy continued exploring, she discovered Day’s sunny smiles hid reservoirs of strength, with the star remaining “America’s sweetheart” through a behind–the–scenes horror show: abusive husbands, personal trials and financial calamity. McKay quotes Greta Garbo to summarize Day’s mysterious appeal: “Anyone who has a continuous smile on (her) face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening.” “It’s really incredible that something on a major label hasn’t been done in tribute to Doris Day before, because she’s made so many records,” McKay marvels. “It seemed like her film career overshadowed her music, and there’s so much there.” Nellie plays several instruments on the album, and used ‘old–time’ mics to evoke a wide range of moods (all lovingly engineered and mixed by recording maestro James Farber).

Since her audacious double–album debut Get Away From Me, Nellie McKay has been a creative dynamo, releasing Pretty Little Head and Obligatory Villagers, making her Broadway debut (as Polly Peachum in The Threepenny Opera), performing onscreen (in PS I Love You) and currently writing music and lyrics for the premiere production of Election: The Musical. Since her emergence on the scene, McKay has been known as an outspoken and fierce advocate for animal rights, feminism, civil rights and other deeply felt progressive ideals. But at first glance the choice of material on Normal as Blueberry Pie is devoid of pointed statements. However, as McKay notes, “There are so many ways to be an advocate.” And while the messages are subtle, they’re certainly present. “The people most in need of Doris Day are the cynics,” McKay observes. “She’s such a breath of fresh air.” McKay also scoffs at the notion that offering an album of faithfully rendered selections from the Great American Songbook means that she’s lost her edge. There’s nothing wrong with beauty, she asserts. “I’d love it to be a kind of lullaby,” she says. “I don’t mind if people fall asleep to this record because it’s very hard to fall asleep sometimes. We’re so over–stimulated. You don’t want to have to work yourself to exhaustion. You don’t want to have to take some pharmaceutical. Why not listen to some music and relax?” Exasperating, exhilarating, and altogether uncategorizable, this fourth album again showcases Nellie’s fresh take on music and life with a curtsy to Doris, a nod to convention, and a unique twist all her own.




Get Away From Me
- 2004-02-10 -

David
Manhattan Avenue
Sari
Ding Dong
Baby Watch Your Back
The Dog Song
Waiter
I Wanna Get Married
Change the World
It's a Pose
Toto Dies
Won't U Please B Nice To Me
Inner Peace
Suitcase Song
Work Song
Clonie
Respectable
Really

 


Pretty Little Head
- 2006-10-23 -



Cupcake
Pink Chandelier
There You Are In Me
Yodel
The Big One
G.E.S.
I Will Be There
The Down Low
Long and Lazy River
I Am Nothing
Bee Charmer
Swept Away
Real Life
Tipperary
Gladd
Food
We Had It Right
Columbia Is Bleeding
Lali est paresseuse
Happy Flower
Mama & Me
Pounce
Old enough

 

 Obligatory Villagers
- 2007-09-25 -



Mother of Pearl
Oversure
Gin Rummy
Livin
Identity Theft
Galleon
Politan
Testify
Zombie

 


Normal as Blueberry Pie
- 2009-10-13 -



Very Thought of You
Do Do Do
Wonderful Guy
Meditation
Mean to Me
Crazy Rhythm
Sentimental Journey
If I Ever Had a Dream
Black Hills of Dakota
Dig It
Send Me No Flowers
Close Your Eyes
I Remember You
I'll Never Smile Again
 
Home Sweet Mobile Home
- 2010-09-28 -



Bruise On The Sky
Adios
Caribbean Time
Please
Beneath The Underdog
Dispossessed
The Portal
¡Bodega!
Coosada Blues
No Equality
Absolute Elsewhere
Unknown Reggae
Bluebird
My Weekly Reader
- 2015-03-23 -



Sunny Afternoon
Quicksilver Girl
Poor People / Justice
Murder In My Heart For The Judge
Bold Marauder
Itchycoo Park
Mrs. Brown You've Got A Lovely Daughter
Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine
If I Fell
Red Rubber Ball
Don'
t Let The Sun Catch You Crying
Hungry Freaks, Daddy
Wooden Ships

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

Baby (you've got what it takes)
BB Blues
Black Sheep
Body and Soul
A Christmas Dirge
Christmas Waltz
Face of a faith
How Are You
If I Needed Someone
I feel pretty
John-John
Just One of Those Things
Late Again
Me gusta mañana
My Buddy
One's On The Way
Our Life
Pasadena girl

Pennies from Heaven
Ridiculous
Route 66
Touch Me Bad

 Weed (All I Want for Christmas)


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Get Away From Me

David

Look at you you're young
Having so much fun
Gonna be a star
Blah blah blah
And click there goes the phone
I don't wanna know
What my
Horoscope's predicting

Just pour me a drink
‘Cause I need a kick
I don't wanna think
I just wanna sip

David don't you hear me at all
David won't you give me a call
Waiting here not making a sound
David come around

Mister bushie says
I'm your president
I have lots to say
Hey hey hey
And click goes the remote
There you have my vote
Catching the next boat out of here

Just pour me a drink
‘Cause I need a lie
I don't wanna think
I just wanna die

David don't you hear me at all
David don't you hear through the wall
Waiting here not making a sound
David come around

Chaos pervades the world outside
Days offer spades of hurled outcries
Gone is the fair and five and dime
But he is there
He's so fine

Listen to her play
Has something to say
Even has a rap
Clap clap clap
But click there goes the lid
Sorry 'bout the fib
I ain’t got a grip on nothing

Just pour me a drink
Right outta the can
I don't wanna think
I just want my man

David don't you hear me at all
David dear I'm just down the hall
Waiting here not making a sound
David come around


Manhattan Avenue

Send a breeze
A pitbull's yelp
A tender squeeze
A cry for help
Make it now
And make it fast
Such memories
Can never last
I long for the days
Music and mayhem
Mama's a smiling friend
In the scuzzy hue of the sunlight
Manhattan avenue

Lionel please
Watch o'er our door
The children tease
I beg for more
Chipping paint
The ceiling's spent
Aw ain’t it great
Can't make the rent
I long for the days
Kittens are mewling
Junkies are prowling
Deep in the jazzy hue of the streetlight
Manhattan avenue

How wild it is
What strange a vice
That a mugger and a child should share the same paradise
Oh but dreams come true on
Manhattan avenue


Sari

Sometimes I feel like I shouldn’t apologize so much
That it’s jive it’s a crutch
I just used when I’m judged
Being fudged by a face I can’t erase and can’t see
‘Cause I misplaced a dossier or Monty Python CD
Or something stupid like that
But Jesus is that so bad
To make my ego go splat
Like a tire going flat
Or fat on a Big Mac
I’m being attacked
Tit for tat
You fucking bureaucrats
You can just apologize back

But I don’t know when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the lows
In this motionless psychosis
Aie aie aie and I die fading straight away
Aie aie aie and I cry every waking day
I don’t know what else to say

I’m sorry for the mess
The stupid way I’m dressed
I guess I failed my test
Oh don’t you know I’m sorry for my views
I must have been confused
And yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

Well now I don’t mean to offend, much
Just comprehend
When you’re female and you’re fenced in and
Phen-phened to no end
And no Zen guide to men will help you fend off the brethren
And then the pen appears
And better than the oxygen network
Or the sword or the spear or the fork
Or the bored pork-fed horde
It’s a mooring post
The whore you’ll miss the most when you’re away
When you’re in Snowshoe PA
Doing some play from Backstage
That deals with Aids and race and gays and
Relationships and ballet
And then you’re like “hey yeah what’d you say?
I can just sing my troubles away?”
But then you’re fucked
‘cause you gotta make a buck
And the whole world sucks
And you’re like a lame duck
That’s lying dying trying to sell out
But there’s no one buying and there’s all this doubt
And you can preen and dream and scream and shot
But your life’s affliction is the fiction of Faust

But I don’t know when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the lows
In this motionless psychosis
Aie aie aie and I die fading straight away
Aie aie aie and I cry every waking day
I don’t know what else to say

I’m sorry for the time
The stupid way I rhyme
I knew I should have chose a life of crime
I’m sorry for my blues
I guess  it’s all old news
And yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
I also mirror this apology
This ideology of sorry
In part of the liberal theology that’s leading us to hari-kari
It’s like a mythology, almost
Like a malingering ghost
As we slowly decompose
Writing in the grave of the polls
Crying for Senator Wellstone and then proceeding to moan
At our own supposed sabotage of the elections at home
“Oh somebody phone home!
The American people have spoken!”
Now is that certain?
Maybe those nice Midwestern folks were just joking
In any case there’s no use in doping choking moping and sobbing
Come on you disheartening dobbins
Saying sorry is my problem
So to conclude
I’m a little of a prude
So it’s difficult for me to have to allude
To all this rude crude verbal baggage
But I manage ‘cause I’m a savage inside
I may listen to Enya’s greatest hits
And try to control my hissy fits with pride
Won’t get my hair dyed
But oh the onus of lying all the time
I don’t wanna say, “die motherfucker!”
But I wouldn’t mind if you did
Sometimes even the nice girl’s ego has to override the id
And so before I flip my lid my crib
And get myself out of this bind
You can hear what’s on my lips but you don’t know
What’s in my mind

I’m sorry for the mess
The stupid way I’m dressed
I guess I failed my test
Oh don’t you know I’m sorry for my views
I must have been confused
And yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

I’m sorry for you
I’m sorry for you
I’m sorry
Yes yeah

Ding Dong

My cat died and I quickly poured myself some gin
Did she die from old age or was it for my sins
God I loved her oh so much
Miss her little kitty touch
Does she miss me does she care
Oh I miss her kitty stare
Do you have a little time
Would you like to ease my mind
Talk for hours and never stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell hello man in white
He's gonna make you all well
Get you through the night
But hey now
You don't feel better
As you take your fresh bromide
Maybe this man of letters lied

Let me tell you 'bout a dream I had the other night
You were in it boy you sure gave me a super fright
I was walking down the street
Downtown by the DMV
You popped out behind a door
It was odd you were on all fours
Do you have some time to spare
You were barking at a bear
It said hey you'd better stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person
Nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell
Hello man in red
He's gonna make you all well
Get you into bed
But hey now
You don't feel better
As you wake and slowly rise
Maybe this smooth jet-setter lied

Stick around one minute more
I'm smarter than you think
Do I sound like an old bore
Oh man it's just the drink
I didn't always hit the gin
There were times when I fit in
They'll never know how much I tried
Did I tell you my cat died
Do you have a little time
Would you like to feel sublime
Run away and never stop
Chop your head off
Be a lighter person
Brighter person
Nicer
But you've heard it all before

So ding dong
There's the doorbell
Hello man in black
He's gonna make you all well
There's no going back
But hey now you don't feel better
As you drift off in the tide
Maybe this jack the ripper lied
And you died


Baby Watch Your Back

Baby watch your back
Baby watch your back ...
I watched you come and go and never noticed
Like daily papers, faces, knick-knacks
But now I’ve seen you
And you are my focus
Baby watch your back
I went my days and nights
Not knowing of you
But now you fill my every minute
And I can't stop myself for my thoughts
Of you are infinite

I watch you
You hate me
I don't like you
But I want to have your baby
You ain’t got no soul
I don't really get you
You ain’t got no soul
Like I’ve never met you

You ain’t got no soul
But I'm gonna let you in
For a big surprise
Baby watch your back
Baby watch your back
Watch out

Now you walk down the street and I follow
Wearing my wig and funny glasses
And I will follow you wherever you go
Baby watch your back
I'll catch you one day in the rain or the fog
And then you'll realize how I care
And I'm invincible for I am like smog
I'm everywhere
I touch you
I feel you
I brush you
Soon I’ll steal you

You ain’t got no soul
But I'm gonna let you in
For a big surprise
Baby watch your back
Baby watch your back
Watch out

Baby watch your back!


The Dog Song

I'm just a walking my dog
Singing my song
Strolling along
Yeah it's just me and my dog
Catching some sun
We can't go wrong

My life was lonely and blue
Yeah I was sad as a sailor
I was an angry 'un too
Then there was you
Appeared, when I was entangled
With youth, and fear, and nerves
Jingle jangle
Vermouth and beer
Were getting me mangled up

But then I looked in your eyes
And I was no more a failure
You looked so wacky and wise
And I said, lord I'm happy
'Cause I'm just a walking my dog
Singing my song
Strolling along
It's just me and my dog
Catching some sun
We can't go wrong
'Cause I don't care 'bout your hating and your doubt
And I don't care what the politicians spout
If you wanna companion
Well just go right to the pound
And find yourself a hound
And make that doggie proud
'Cause that's what it's all about

My life was tragic and sad
Yeah I was the archetypal loser
I was a pageant gone bad
Then there was you on time
And wagging your tail
In the cutest mime
And you was in jail
I said woof, be mine
And you gave a wail
And then I was no longer alone
And I was no more a boozer
We'll make the happiest home
And I said lord I'm happy
'Cause I'm just a walking my dog
Singing my song
Strolling along
It's just me and my dog
Catching some sun
We can't go wrong
'Cause I don't care 'bout your hating and your doubt
And I don't care what the politicians spout
If you need a companion
Well just go right to the pound
And find yourself a hound
And make that doggie proud
'Cause that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
That's what it's all about

Waiter

Oh waiter bring me my check soon
I have a hectic schedule
I'm saddened by the news that we won
I wonder what I'd say to the bomb

Where are you now
Where are you going
Do you mind
And do you care
That you will die
Do you despair
And do you allow
For what you are choking
Do you know
Just what you do
The fickle snow
It's ‘cause of you

Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later
It may seem strange but have you seen the paper
Maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history
Maybe it's you

The scuds drop down like butterflies
They're loved and round and very wise
They're just like you and me
As they tend
Their incandescent need for a friend

Where are they now
Where are they headed
Do they see
The little ones
And do they flee
Or do they run
And do they feel proud
As they are embedded
Do they ask
Or do they tell
To mask the fact
They're going to hell

Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later
It may seem strange but have you seen the paper
Maybe it's erotic
Maybe it's despotic
Maybe it's you

Waiter
I need my change I need it now sooner not
Later
It may seem strange but have you seen the paper
Maybe it's victory
Maybe it's history
Maybe it's you
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning


I Wanna Get Married

I wanna get married
Yes, I need a spouse
I want a nice Leave it to Beaverish
Golden retriever and a little white house
I wanna get married
I need to cook meals
I wanna pack you cute little lunches
For my Brady bunches
Then read Danielle Steele
I wanna escape
This rat race I’ve created
I’m feeling enervated
I don’t care if I make it
I just want to bake a sugar cake for you
To take to work in the morn
And I’ll stay home cleaning the dishes
And keeping your wishes all warm
I wanna get married
That’s why I was born

I wanna partake in bake sales for the classroom
I wanna hear the sweet tune
Of Sally’s little vroom-vroom
As she zooms around my broom
As I exhume the gloom
Of my shallow life
I wanna be simple and honest and dimpled
‘cause I am your wife
I will never tarry
I’m not even torn
I wanna get married
That’s why I was born

Change the World

I wake up
I am bored
To my pictures I implore
Should I go or stay
What should I be today
Make a leap
Go to sleep
Should I cry or should I weep
Where should I go from here
Am I hetero or queer
Oh, self discovery
What joy it is
I need recovery
Caffeinated fizz
Should I run
Should I hide
Happy pill or suicide
Contribute or refute
Have a kid
Then call it cute
Oh, self-esteeming, in suburbia
My shelf is teeming
A pet named Chia

Oh what should I say
What should I pray
Who would care if I went ahead
And punched the wall
Oh what do I care
What should I wear
What do I care
What does it matter
If I change the world at all

I listen to some rap
I give myself a slap
Come on use the pain
Drink up from the rain
Just arise unsupervised
Healthy wealthy you know wise
Dance around
Make a sound
Let yourself become unwound
God, I’m so German
Have to have a plan
Please Ethel Merman help me out this jam
Ding a ling
Ring a ding
Anything just do something
Feeling dense
On the fence
Civil disobedience
Come on now’s the hour
Go and deviate
Can’t you feel the power
Hope you appreciate

Oh what should I say
What should I pray
Who would care if I went ahead
And punched the wall
Oh what do I care
What should I wear
What do I care
What does it matter
If I change the world at all

OK Dr. Phil
Ready for my pill
Flex my psychic muscle
Guess we’d better hustle
People are dying now
Do something you ugly cow
Sorry for myself again
Me, my wallet and my men
Jesus I love you
Frank I love you, too
Hit the road together
Get out of the zoo
No exit
Just a pit
Apocalyptic and a zit
Hurry now
Pack your bags
Adieu you mall scallywags
Got my sneakers velcroed
Snap my book bag on
Goodbye little zip code
How can I go wrong

Oh what should I say
What should I pray
Who would care if I went ahead
And punched the wall
Oh what do I care
What should I wear
What do I care
What does it matter
If I change the world at all

What does it matter
If I change the world at all

It's a Pose

Jimmy, you know my love is true
And Davy, you know I love only you
And Mitchie, you give meaning to every day
And Nathan, hold on I got something to say
Men folk they need their women
But women don’t need their men
Ladies can walk away grinning
But guys act surprised
I thought I was your man
Why’d you leave me baby
Well sir here’s a maybe
Maybe it’s because we can
“what the hell do you mean?”
Well for instance
You get a one you want twofold
“and what else?”
You’re a fiend, you’re tight-fisted
Got no moral molars
Shrug your shoulders
Sell your soul to get your gold
But hey hey hey
That ain’t nothing to do with you
You’re a sensitive Joe I’m forgetting
But every woman knows
It’s a pose, just a pose

You’re preening in your armchair
And I’m steaming at your knee
Go on pontificating like I care
Peter Lorrie, then a story about AC/DC
Harvard-educated, frustrated dictator
Tyrant with a PHD
“What the hell do you mean?”
Well for instance
You have started every war
“And what else?”
You’re obscene, a coincidence
Get your pornos from Time Warner
Who is fornicating foreign shores
But hey hey hey
That ain’t nothing to do with you
You’re a sensitive Joe, I’m forgetting
But every woman knows
It’s a pose, just a pose

Sammy, oh let me put away the kettle
Oh no honey
Your arrogance is what makes you special
And Manny, of course
When you leave you are missed
Fellas can’t you see I’m pissed
Trying to enjoy my reading
But you insist on interpreting text
Oh go on fuck off I’m pleading
Every sentence is a pretext for sex sex sex sex
God you went to Oxford
Head still in your boxers
But you’re male so what should I expect?
“what the hell do you mean?”
Well for instance
You’ve committed every rape
“and what else?”
I won’t heed your insistence
Mr. Copulating populating masturbating denigrating
Birth of a Nation instigating violator of my escape
But hey hey hey, that ain’t nothing to do with you
You’re a sensitive Joe, I’m forgetting
But every woman knows
It’s a pose, just a pose
Heaven knows
The world’s your ho
But she’s getting too old
For your pose
Oh, there she goes

Toto Dies

And when the dawn breaks through the drums start
Beating the morning to the farm
Your grimace widens and your lips part
Sounding the silent alarm
And when the bells explode they scatter
Hitching a hand unto the breeze
The grand bureaucracy grows fatter
Whistling the old melodies

Oh-ee-oh goes the Buckingham jewel guard
Oh-ee-oh goes the cop on the beat
Oh-ee-oh goes the kid in the schoolyard
Oh-ee-oh goes the kid on the street
Hey man what’s happening with you?
I watched that episode too
Maybe I’ll get some Chinese
I’ll have the dumplings
No MSG please

And when the night breaks through they wonder
If all they lost was self-respect
They pass the homes of greed and plunder
Still, lingering on, the disconnect

Oh-ee-oh sitting down for the evening
Oh-ee-oh through the civil earthquake
Oh-ee-oh safe in bed and they’re dreaming
Heaven knows if they’ll ever awake

Yeah I’ll have my coffee black
Hey look we’re bombing Iraq
I guess that’s the only way
Oh did I tell you we got Fifi spayed?
And when they get to work they hear drums
The boom fills all the empty space
They file papers lada-dee-dum
Trimming their shoebox with lace

Oh-ee-oh but there’s something a growing
Oh-ee-oh through the bustle and hiss
Oh-ee-oh fuck the lawns that need mowing
Oh-ee-oh there is something amiss
Oh-ee-oh oh-ee-oh oh-ee-oh
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh-ee-oh


Won't U Please B Nice To Me

If you would sit
Oh so close to me
That would be nice
Like it’s supposed to be
If you don’t I’ll slit your throat
So won’t you please be nice
If you would hug your arms right around me
That would be snug
Like it’s supposed to be
If we part I’ll eat your heart
So won’t you please be nice

Oh don’t you love this romancing
Know that it’s your life you’re chancing
Isn’t it nice
Now you’ve married me
Sugar and spice
Like it’s supposed to be
If you go I’ll get your dough
So won’t you please be nice

Stop with your jazz oratory
I only listen to top forty
N’Sync rules
Isn’t it nice
Together we’ll always live
No sacrifice
We’ll vote conservative
If you run I’ll pull a gun
Give me head or you’ll be dead
Salute the flag or I’ll call you a fag
Oh won’t you please be nice


Inner Peace

In high school it was cool to say
You look funny
You’re a retard dummy
A retarded dummy
Yeah you suck out of luck
You’re no Playboy bunny
Hey hey
So you laugh, it’s a gas
They’re right on the money
They’re just being funny, hysterically funny
Yeah I’m stupid it’s true
Now can we be chummy?
Maybe

But then it hits you, then it kicks you
Then you realize you’re not unique
And you ignore it, you implore it
Just to let you turn the other cheek
Don’t wanna think about the schools in Bosnia
Don’t wanna sing about food in Somalia
I don’t need this, I don’t see this
All I want is inner peace

Graduate but too late
College will just hurt you
Soon they’ll all desert you
Get your just desserts you
All essays MLA format they’ll convert you
Could they?
So you try it’s like pie
Get just more alert you
They’ll not try to hurt you
Only you can hurt you
So you say, so you play
They would not subvert you
Would they?

But then it hits you, then it kicks you
Then you realize you’re not unique
And you ignore it, you implore it
Just to let you get on through the week
Don’t wanna think about the new armed forces
Don’t wanna sing about no carriage horses
I don’t need this, I don’t see this
All I want is inner peace

You pretend it’s the end
Ah yes I’m all grown now
Uh-huh I’m at home now
Fool, you’re never home now
Even this laugh’ll pass
Go answer your phone now
You’ll see
See I told you you’re old
Now you’re all alone now
Look ma how I’ve grown now
Ain’t you proud I’m grown now
Look this head is all dead
See how much you’ve done now
You pussy

But then it hits you, then it kicks you
Then you realize you’re not unique
And you ignore it, you implore it
Just to let you find the “om” you seek
Don’t wanna think about the fall elections
Don’t wanna sing about no vivisection
I don’t need this, I don’t see this
All I want is inner peace
Inner peace


Suitcase Song

When it says goodbye
You don’t hear it sigh
Does that it mean
That it’s gone far far away
Is this your day to
Buy a paper
Draw a moustache
Make the mayor a giraffe
Try and tempt fate
Get pneumonia
Recuperate with soy bologna

Can you hear the rain a plopping slowly
With a soft and soapy thud
Don’t you worry about a mopping, sholy
You’ll only find yourself with mud
Me falta una maleta
Me falta una maleta

When you go to bed
Lay your fuzzy head
By the nightstand
Where you turned off your phone
Nobody’s home, now
Ride the subway
Make graffiti
Go to Famous Ray’s
Buy ziti
Get the paper
No more artwork
Make the mayor a dartboard

Can you hear the rain a plopping slowly
With a soft and soapy thud
Don’t you worry about a mopping, sholy
You’ll only find yourself with mud
Me falta una maleta
Me falta una maleta


Work Song

Deliver the paper deliver the porn
Deliver the baker deliver the morn
A quivering gibbering shivering mass
Of sunshine and good times that I have to pass
On the way to my job on the way to my work
On the way to that slobbering hovering jerk
Who’s my boss today
Who’s my boss to stay
Who’s my supervisor when I’m in my grave
A slave on the run still under the gun
Of Attila the Hun with a cinnamon bun
I don’t know son, was there something I missed
I don’t think Fritz Lang was a fantasist
Metropolis exists is this
If you listen close you can hear the piss

Every day’s another loss
Need the pay so please the boss
Through the sludge they mingle by the mile
Every worker looks ahead
Ah the kiddies must be fed
So they trudge along in single file

Joo ming boohaaooo

And you turn and you toil
And you burn and you boil
In the tourniquet coil
Of the white folks’ soil
Spoiling with a malaise worse than disses or dope
Waking up in a haze
With your wishes and hopes
And your poor little dreams
All wrapped up in burlap
That you carry around
For a sniff or a snack
Or a taste in your haste
To get right back on track
Outta whack with the pack
But acquiring the knack
Of ignoring the rustle
That quietly seethes
The hustle, the buy-it
The air that you breathe

Every day’s another loss
Need the pay so please the boss
Through the sludge they mingle by the mile
Every worker looks ahead
Ah the kiddies must be fed
So they trudge along in single file

Joo ming boohaaooo

Clonie

My oh my walking by
Who’s the apple of my eye
Why it’s my very own
Clonie
Oh if I should stroll the ‘hood
Who knew I could look so good
Just talking on the phone to
Clonie
We are pals
It’s cool ‘cause we’re not lonely
Shallow gene pool
There’s nothing to my only
Clonie
Me and you, hustling through
Holding on through thick and thin
Just day by day our DNA
‘Cause the Olsen twins got nothing on us
We’ll survive
Side by side
Mother Nature don’t you call her phony
She’s my clonie


Respectable

There's a rich boy
But he doesn't spend
He just drinks his Poland Spring
He's a quick boy walking round the bend
Or at home alone reading
And he wants to do good
And he wants to do right
So he does what he should
But he's got to subscribe
To the rules of the tribe

Now you're
Playing for the team
Everybody loves to love a winner
And you're busting the beguine
Everybody knows you're no beginner
But ah the bums say oh
Things ain’t what they seem

You're the respectable member of society
But you don't have nothing on me
You gotcha east side certified pedigree
But you won't have nothing you'll see
Because I warned you
They would scorn you
But you never did a thing

When you go in for the kill
Everybody wants to make it happen
And you make a hundred mil
Everybody wants to scratch your back then
But ah the freaks say oh
Things ain’t what they seem

You're a respectable member of society
But you don't have nothing on me
You gotcha upper crust dinner tux sanctimony
But you won't have nothing you'll see
Because I told you
They would mold you
But you never did a thing

Are you gonna tell
Are you gonna hide
Are you
Gonna join the crowd or split
Who are you paying
Ah what are you saying
Are you gonna sell
Are you gonna buy
Are you gonna fizzle out or hit
Where are you laying
Ah what are you saying

He's a grown man
And he wears a tie
And his laugh is hard and fast
He's a old man
Far before his time
And his jacket holds a flask
And he tried to do good
And he tried
To do right
So he did what he could
But he had to subscribe
To the rules of the tribe

Now you're looking for a queen
Everybody talks too much and argues
And it makes you wanna scream
Don't these little punks
Realize who they're talking to
But ah the scrubs say oh
Things ain’t what they seem

You're a respectable member of society
But you don't have nothing on me
You gotcha caterers and prada and your maitre'd
But you won't have nothing you'll see
Because I warned you
They would burn you
But you never did a thing
You're the respectable members of society
But you don't have nothing on me
You're the respectable members of society
You're so respectable
You're the respectable members of
You're so respectable

Really

Am I sad
Not sad enough really
Am I mad
Not mad enough clearly
Am I
Complacent
Completely
Lacking in sincerity
Yes indeed I am
Am I tough
Not tough enough really
Am I rough
Not rough enough nearly
Am I lying here
On the ground
Watching you get pushed around
Yes indeed I am
Really

I don't know why
I'm such a wimp
I realize
I'm just your pimp
But what can I do
What can I do

Am I small
Not small enough really
I feel lame and circumspect
I feel your pain and yet
I feel sympathy
Empathy
It's just that I'm super busy right now
Really

I don't know why
I'm such a shit
I realize
This doesn't help a bit
But what can I do
What can I do

Am I bad
Not bad enough really
I feel angry and upset
I could write you a small check
Look I wish you luck
And here's you're buck
It's just that I'm a yuppie
Yes indeed I am
Really

Pretty Little Head

Cupcake

Do you know you're always on my mind
I know we seek and we shall find
Somewhere to go
Mother please
I'm feeling low as can be
When will they see

Do you know you're always in my thoughts
I know protection can't be bought
Somewhere to hide
Mother please
I wanna cry
What a tease
When will they see

Come on, now you’ve got some time
I wanna hear it ‘cause I need an answer
I know youth dies young
But our youth's just begun
And ain't it a beautiful day

‘Cause it's true, baby
I need you
And damned if I say I do
Gertrude would approve

I need you, in the morning
I need you, in the silent afterglow
Won't you let my loving show, baby

Oh, anyone can toe the line
Except for me, ‘cause I'm a disco dancer
All my life I've been
A gopher with a grin
My smile is fading away

‘Cause it's true, baby
I need you
To shatter the status q
Truman would approve

I need you, in the morning
I need you, in the sunshine, rain, or snow
Won't you let my loving show, baby

Otherwise I don't want to hear it
You got me talking, talking, talking
Well it's better than you
‘Cause I say, I don't wanna fear it
That look that says, exactly what you think of me
‘Cause that's when you would be free
Oh from my love
My love
Baby, baby

Come on, honey stop denying
Or I'm forever gonna be a bachelor
Leave the steps of your house
Get down to the courthouse
Gimme a g and an a, y

‘Cause it's true, baby
I need you
I'm damned if I say I do
Jesus would approve

I need you, in the morning
I need you, in the scarlet afterglow
Won't you let my loving show, baby

I need you, in the morning
I need you, to sustain my sorry soul
Won't you let my loving show, baby

I need you, I need, you, I need you
I say, I don't wanna hear it
You got me talking, talking, talking
Well it's better than you
I need you, I need, you, I need you
I, I need you
To get over the rainbow
Won't you let my loving show
I need you, I need, you
To get over the rainbow
Oh, oh, oh baby
I don't wanna hear it
I don't wanna hear it
I don't wanna hear it
You got me talking, talking, talking
Well it's better than you

Pink Chandelier

Fuzzy are the lights
Fuzzy like your smile
Fuzzy really nice
Suzy like your style

Hello stranger
Fellow stranger
Hello stranger
Walking straight in a fog
Blue chandelier
Where you go tonight

Dizzy is the trance
Dizzy leads the dance
Dizzy goes the fan
Lizzie likes romance

Hello stranger
Fellow stranger
Hello stranger
Stay out late as a dog
Pink chandelier
Where you are tonight

Penny for your thoughts
Penny really cares
Penny from the block
Jenny likes your hair

Hello stranger, fellow stranger
Hello stranger, hello stranger…

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

There You Are In Me

Every single thing will only bring another sad solution
Every single hurt will only curse another substitution
Everyone you meet secures a wretched seat within your memory
Wipe their filthy feet upon the yearning of your soul
There you are in me

No one ever loved me
Not at school and home was so sadistic
I dont wanna be another fool another sad statistic
Everyone you know secures a wretched glow within your memory
Wipe their filthy toes upon the yearning of your mind
There you are in me

Mother, mother why you tear away
Counting up the stars like any other
Brother, brother can you hear me say
Not that far I've just gone undercover

Selfish, stupid, so self-serious
Balderdash, I got no money
Shellfish, cupid, so delirious
Leave me 'nuff alone

Uptight, upright, long nights, furious
Darwin asks "You Got The Money?"
Big cry, big guy, fish eye curious
Can this be my home

Everyone you tell secures a wretched hell within your memory
Wipe their filthy smell upon the yearning of your mind
There you are in me

Mother, mother why you tear away
Counting up the stars like any other
Brother, brother can you hear me say
Not long far I've just gone undercover

Dumbass, smartass, so self-serious
What disgrace I got no money
Well-read, dopehead, so delirious
Leave me 'nuff alone

Frothin', coughin', right ridiculous
Face to face, "You got the money?"
Upset, inbred white trash glorious
Can this be my home

Everyone you touch secures a wretched crutch within your memory
Wipe their filthy mush upon the yearning of your soul
There you are in me

Yodel

Standing in the break of a yawn
Where you done left me alone
There's nothing happening to hide

Sitting in the shade of the lawn
As everybody goes home
There's nothing left here to find

Standing with my back to the wall
Minding the sky as it's falling all around me
Listening for a break in the rain
For it's not drowning my pain anymore

Standing in the shade of the yard
Where everybody works hard
And everybody is dying
Walking to the temple of art
Where I'm found out as a fraud
And there's nobody who's buying

The Big One

Hey!
As you're walkin' down the street
Might wanna skip a beat
And think it over
Hey!
Walkin' to the corner store
But it ain't there no more
If you want a loaf of bread
You try a pharmacy instead
Another chain will set you free

Oh, oh, oh, hey!
When you go to pay the rent
You see it's all been spent
The purse is empty
Hey!
Money, money make a buck
But you're all outta luck
This town ain't friendly now
A thousand faces stare you down
Each one's afraid of what you seek

Oh, oh, oh
Slither in your suit
Can't deny it
Hide behind the view
Gentrify it
Take a life or two
The revolution's comin' round
Clingin' to the door
Quiver, cower
Profit off the poor
Fight the power
Hurt them even more
That's why they took Bruce Bailey down
Took Bruce Bailey down

Hey!
Looking like the jack is back
But he ain't gonna attack
His hands are flippin'
Hey!
Druggies dying in the halls
They're banging on the walls
Your Ma ain't trippin' now
It ain't a home if you ain't allowed
What time's the cease fire
Where's the heat

Spitting on the old
Sister, brother
Shittin' on your soul
Welfare mother
Profit is the goal
The revolution's coming round
Paying off a loan
Mass eviction
Elevate the zone
Ain't no fiction
Breakin' up a home
That's why they took Bruce Bailey down)
Took Bruce Bailey down

No more tokens, take a train
You swipe a piece of plastic paper
No more smoking on the plane
You gripe they'll take you to the jailer
Bide your time, it's all in vain
They tell you as you meet your maker
Grief's the mother of invention
Pain's the midwife to your labor
Turn it, burn it, cure it, endure it
If you are able, sucker

Hey!
People standing in the park
It's getting mighty dark
The kids are scowlin'
Hey!
Shutter up the windows tight
This is an evil night
The wind is howling fast
Another tragedy has passed
Another stain on you and me

Oh, oh, oh
Slither in your sea
Can't deny it
Hide behind the view
Gentrify it
Take a life or two
The revolution's comin' round
Clinging to the door
Quiver, cower
Profit off the poor
Fight the power
Hurt them even more
That's why they took Bruce Bailey down
Took Bruce Bailey down

Spittin' on the old
Sister, brother
Shitting on your soul
Welfare mother
Profit is the goal
The revolution's coming round
Payin' off a loan
Mass eviction
Elevate the zone
Ain't no fiction
Breakin' up a home
That's why they took Bruce Bailey down
Took Bruce Bailey down

G.E.S.

There you are
There you're good and gleaming
There you are
There you're bold and beaming
There you sit
Every bit built to last

There you were
There you travelled slowly
There you were
You were life unfolding
Now you've quit
Now they've broken the mast

Doo doo doo...
The town's for sale
Doo doo doo...
It never fails

And I can make it happen
And I can make it fun
And I can watch it flatten out
And I can make it run

I Will Be There

Been working a long long time
See her in the news
Calling her on her crime
But she can’t refuse
Cause she’d quit it if she could
Knowing that she should
But admit it she’s alright
Gotta keep the fight on
And so she cries
Through weary eyes, we see

I don’t have to have you
But you know I want you
And you know I love you
And so I care
But if you won’t have me
And if you won’t see me
If you ever need me
I will be there

Been working a long long day
Now it’s getting dark
April is on the way
See you in the park
Cause she’d make it if she could
Knowing that she should
But she’s taken up above
Keep on fighting love on

And so she cries
Through wary eyes, we see

I don’t have to have you
But you know I want you
And you know I love you
And so I care
But if you won’t have me
And if you won’t see me
If you ever need me
I will be there

I don’t have to have you
But you know I want you
And you know I love you
And so I care
But if you won’t have me
And if you won’t see me
If you ever need me
I will be there…

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

The Down Low

I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing

It isn’t bad to know your limitations
That we know can come to good
But if you had to know your situation
I see no reason you should
You don’t have to know, and say

If you’re in the clear
It’s on the down low
Don’t you find it
Anything you hear
It’s on the down low
Don’t you mind it
Hold your head up high
That will see you through
Dry your little eyes
Don’t mess up your life by seeking truth

It isn’t hard to get an education
Know you want to come to good
But, you can hardly bet on imitation
I see no reason you should
You don’t have to know, and say

If you’re in the clear
It’s on the down low
And you won’t find that
Anything you hear
It’s on the down low
And don’t you mind it
Walk right down the stairs
That will see you through
Drive the thoroughfare
Don’t mess up your life by seeking truth

You, you should live in flowers where the sun does shine
Chinga Chinga Chinga Chinga
Chinga Chinga Chinga Chinga oh ho lay !
I spend all my idle hours biding time
I know it ends some day

It isn’t bad to diss your situation
That we know can come to good
But you’d be mad to miss your coronation
And I see no reason you should
You don’t have to know, and say

If you’re in the clear
It's on the down low
And you won’t find that
Anything you hear
It’s on the down low
Don’t you mind it
Hold your head up high
That will see you through
Dry your little eyes
Don’t mess up your life you’re overreaching
Trying to find to seek the truth

I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing...

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

Long And Lazy River

You’re supposed to have a laugh
And have a lot to say
You’re supposed to have a gas
And make your getaway
But do you know you can’t be wrong
How do you know you can’t be wrong
You’ve got a long and lazy river to your soul

I wasn’t sure about anything, no
I was secure in a rendering
Headed west now I guess I’ma wandering, no
Wishing I weren’t good at squandering
All I had

You’ve got a lot that’s lame
And royal alibis
I’ve got a lot of shame
And things are dead inside
But do you know you can’t be wrong
How do you know you can’t be wrong
You’ve got a long and lazy river to your soul

I know I wear you down
You’re looking awful bored
But if you’re skipping town
And say you’ll take no more
Well do you know you can’t be wrong
How do you know you can’t be wrong
You’ve got a long and lazy river to your soul

Color me damned
Feeling petrified, yes
Tear up my plans leave me weather blind
Guess it’s past
It’s a flash from the other side
Fading fast, goes the mast
It’s a bitter climb, all I had

And now I know you’re mad
I know you’re filled with hate
I know that as I stand here
You know I’m too late
But do you know you can’t be wrong
How do you know you can’t be wrong
You’ve got a long and lazy river to your soul
To your soul…
To your soul…

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

I am nothing

You, traffic on the line
Strangers all around
Nothing here but time
I don't see a sound
Floating high above
Every little town
People who can love

Please don't leave me now
I am nothing
Please don't leave me out
I am nothing

You, coursing through my veins
Pulsing every pound
Panic on parade
Cutting through the crowd
Music fills my brain
I know I let you down
Take me back again

Please don't leave me now
I am nothing
Please don't leave me out
I am nothing

You, footsteps on the floor
Do they make a sound
Open up the door

Please don't leave me now

Bee Charmer

Hello

Cindy Lauper :
Sewed everything you said
Together in a thread
Repeating in my mind
Each word like a rhyme
Like a penny serenade
Lifting through a song
He said the record's overplayed
Where did I go wrong

Nellie McKay :
You never stayed at first
Could not commit the time
Ignored all the quirks
But he still did the crime
And when he goes away
I know you'll call and cry

Cindy Lauper :
And when he calls up to tell
Now I'm gonna cry

Nellie McKay :
But I know you're mine
When you're on the line

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Would you let him walk away

Cindy Lauper :
Got it stuck in my head

Nellie McKay :
Don't you hear a word I say

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Every night the same old moan
It's ahhh, I'm waiting till my Joe comes home

Everytime he asks me how I feel
When I tell him, the phone goes dead


Nellie McKay :
I'm the queen of QVC
You're leaning on my ear
You mean the world to me
Though the connection isn't clear
Like my ink sputs seventy-eights
Convenient when you're low

Cindy Lauper :
Feel like an antelope on a nature show
Oh no!
I guess I gotta go

Nellie McKay :
But I know you're mine
When you're on the line

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Would you let him walk away

Cindy Lauper :
Got it stuck in my head

Nellie McKay :
Don't you hear a word I say

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Everytime we're on the phone
It's ahhh, I'm waiting till my Joe comes home

Cindy Lauper :
Hey !

Nellie McKay :

Cast away romance

Cindy Lauper :
What's it gonna take

Nellie McKay :
No knights with shiny armor


Cindy Lauper :
Hey !

Nellie McKay :
Try a different dance
Oh, I'm a real bee charmer

Cindy Lauper :
Well I scold and I scratched to make him stay
But he don't wanna know from me
Why that old alley cat, he runs away

Nellie McKay :
Lock the door and lose the key

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Would you let him walk away

Cindy Lauper :
I
got it stuck in my head

Nellie McKay :
Don't you hear a word I say

Cindy Lauper :
Is it something I said

Nellie McKay :
Every night the same trombone
It's ahhh, I'm waiting till my Joe comes home

Cindy Lauper :
Hey !

Nellie McKay :
Let's correct romance
Let's correct romance
With knights in shiny armor

What's it gonna take
Try a different dance
Oh, I'm a real bee charmer...

Swept Away

I'm swept away
Yes I'm off the ground flying
Swept away
Yesterday's all but gone
Like a hurricane
You are tossing me round
Swept away
And today you're the one

For society
Shimmy shimmy shimmy
And you go, oh no
For propriety
Shimmy shimmy shimmy
And you go no no

But now I'm swept away
Yes I'm past the sound barrier
Swept away
Yesterday's all but done
Like a novocain shootin'
Up through my arm faster
Swept away
And today you're the one

For society
Shimmy shimmy shimmy
And you go, oh no
For propriety
Shimmy shimmy shimmy
And you go no no

But now I'm swept away
Yes I'm past the sound barrier
Swept away
Yesterday's all but done
Like election day you are
Robbing me blind mister
Just-a swept away
And today you're the one

Real Life

Don't ask me what I'm thinking
I can't handle it
Didn't plan on this
Don't ask me what I'm drinking
Hey hutt hey what's up
Nothing doing

But if I had a real life
I could break my hands
And maybe feel life
Not understand it
As if I had a real life
Not a bland and broken false reality

Sign up for lie detection
They'll examine me
Shine a light and see
They'll find a slight depression
Say it can't be done
Nothing comes from fun

But if I had a real life
I could break the mold
And maybe steal life
From those who stole it
As if they had a real life
Not an old and smokin' false reality

Girl gone crazy
Riding the wave
Riding away out
World don't faze me
Nothing to save
Nothing to save us now
Anyhow

Buy me a billionaire
And maybe I'll forget
Maybe I'll accept
Write me a baudelaire
And sign me up a cut
If you're going up

Cause if I had a real life
I could break it down
And maybe feel a life
Not just drown in it
As if I had a real life
Not a town and country false reality

Girl gone crazy
Riding the wave
Riding away out
World don't faze me
Nothing to save
Nothing to save us now
Anyhow

Destroy the government
And set me up as king
I've been wondering
About the precedent
That pushing me around
Going underground

Cause if I had a real life
I could break the rules
And maybe feel life
Instead of foolish
As if I had a real life
Not a cruel and choking false reality

Tipperary

You will have a house in Tipperary
A cottage by the sea
A cottage on the prairie
A home for you and me
A house in Tipperary
A house in Tipperary
Where we can go
Out to our cottage by the sea

You may be wack
You may be intrepid
You pray a lot
You stay on track
You may be accepted
You may have thoughts

But try to make it happen
Try to fight it out
Just stick around
You’re down for the final count

You will have a house in Tipperary
A cottage by the sea
A cottage on the prairie
A home for you and me
A house in Tipperary
A house in Tipperary
Where we can go
Out to our cottage by the sea

You may be wack
You’re staying intrepid
You play a lot
You take a tack
You may be accepted
You may have thoughts

But try to make it happen
Try to fight it out
Just stick around,
You’re down for the final count
Get down
Get down…

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

Gladd

It’s been a long time coming
But I know you are the one
Here at home at last the days have ceased

It’s been a long time coming
And I know we’ve just begun
All the pain has passed and there is peace

If the breath was warm and tender
Now the breath becomes a yawn
And I’ve been returned to sender
And I’m better since I’m gone…

It’s been a long time coming
But I know you are the one
Here with time erased I’m at my best

It’s been a long time coming
And I know we’ve just begun
Without a pretty face I can just rest

But the march is still ongoing
I can hear the drummers roll
And it can’t show signs of slowing
It is too, dear, it’s my soul…

It’s been a long time coming
But I know you are the one
Here at home at last the days have ceased

It’s been a long time coming
And I know we’ve just begun
All the pain has passed and there is peace

*** Thanx a lot to garconfou for this one ***

Food

We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house

For to starve is to hate is to kill is to sin
Better love's on your plate get your fill and dig in

We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house

Hell is strife and confusion be frightened or fine
Well if life's an illusion we might as well dine

We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house

We're gonna get some food on the table tonight
Get some food on the table tonight
We're gonna get some food on the table tonight
Get some food in the house

Well now we're feeling full in the house tonight
Feeling full in the house tonight
Oh yeah we're feeling full in the house tonight
Feeling full in the house

We're gonna go to sleep in the house tonight
Go to sleep in the house tonight
We're gonna go to sleep in the house tonight
Go to sleep in the house

We had it right

Nellie Mckay :
Watching you glide towards me dear
Oh oh oh, it's clear
Rumor was wrong
We were right

Kd Lang :
Swathed in all white as if a dove
Oh oh oh, my love
You heard it wrong we were right

Nellie Mckay :
Though your ears may hear it all my friend
Rumor has it, rumor has it wrong

Nellie Mckay & Kd Lang :
And though your eyes may see it happening
Rumor has it, rumor has it wrong

Kd Lang :
Watching you walk towards me sweet
Oh so complete
Rumor was wrong
We were right

Nellie Mckay :
Clutching your coat as we depart
Oh oh oh, my heart
You heard it wrong
We were right
Rumor had it wrong

Nellie Mckay & Kd Lang :
Rumor had it wrong
And we had it right

Nellie Mckay :
Quit talking bout it

Nellie Mckay & Kd Lang :
Rumor had it wrong....

Columbia is bleeding

Another day begins
And there you are
The mother sways her shins
Here comes the footstep of the man who'll make your dreams

The tube is fitted in
And there you are
The tepid seditive
Then a scream

Hold your placard up
Cold and coffee cup
After go to a bar
Hand your flier out
I must admire
How dedicated you are

I don't wanna know if you're having fun
Or your maddens are on sale
I don't wanna know if you've got a gun or a new stepson
Or you think you're gonna bail

Chris Hougan
She had to run
Last night been a lot of fun
But now it's French
A little tense
She hadn't done the reading
There she sat
Hoped to pass
Didn't think to face the fact that
Oh by gosh
Alas alack
Columbia is bleeding
Walking down
Off the bus
Vickie Lucas crossed campus
Was thinking how
She's made it now
That successful feeling
Walked by fast
Hailed a cab
No clue that she'd passed a lab
And while she's sitting in lit class
Columbia is bleeding

The surgeon is in town
And there you are
The clamp is comin' down
Then a scream

Everybody knows protestors are those
Schmoes who don't have a life
See these scientists seeking differences
Have to suffer such strife

I don't wanna know if you're havin fun
Or your maddens are on sale
I don't wanna know if you got a gun or a new stepson
Or you think you're gonna bail

Generalize
Proselytize
Words were spilling out their sides
As Charles Eise
Buys his supplies
Gets ready for a feeding
Tried for track
Hit the mat
Didn't think to face the fact
That while he's thinking
Man that's wack
Columbia is bleeding
Quite a snob
He didn't tip
Nice guy Rob watched the eclipse
Then looked around
I've made it now
I'm just so glad to be here
Made a pass
Got hand slapped
Didn't think to face the fact
That while he's mackin on that ass
Columbia is bleeding

You don't have a religion
But you have fingers ten
They clutch at your incision
You roll them up and
Then a scream

They're just animals
Make good edibles
Fester filth and disease
Check the bible son
We got dominion
We can do as we please

I don't wanna know if you're having fun
Or your maddens are on sale
I don't wanna know if you've got a gun or a new stepson
Or you think you're gonna bail

Tee tee green
Mezzanine
Ended up beside the team
Then gave a cheer
Got some beers
With friends who started streaking
Back with Zach
Said “I look fat”
Didn't think to face the fact
That while she's under self attack
Columbia is bleeding

Rodney J
Began to pray
His momma lost her life that day
Had been a year
It wasn't clear
If he was safe or screaming
As he jabbed the bible flap
He didn't think to face the fact
That barbarism killed the cat
Columbia is bleeding

This is the ivy league
Columbia is bleeding

Lali est Paresseuse

Avez-vous de la glace ce soir
Il est temps de partir ce soir
Oui apportez une chaise ce soir
Je n’aime pas beaucoup cela ce soir

Ecoutez s’il vous plait ce soir
Il est temps de partir ce soir
Est-ce que vous fumez ce soir
Je n’aime pas beaucoup cela ce soir

Oui montrez-moi
Le chemin ce soir
Lali est paresseuse

Oui montrez-moi
Le chemin ce soir
Lali est paresseuse

Oui !
Mais non

Est-ce authentique
Je ne sais pas
Montrez-moi le chemin vers la boutique
J’adore ce soir

Avez-vous de la glace ce soir
Il est temps de partir ce soir
Oui apportez une chaise ce soir
Je n’aime pas beaucoup cela ce soir

Oui montrez-moi
Le chemin ce soir
Lali est paresseuse

Oui montrez-moi
Le chemin ce soir
Lali est paresseuse

Happy Flower

You and me
We sweat
We slave
We gamble recklessly as if a dagger in the dark

Me and you
We misbehave
We trample fecklessly upon the bladder of our hearts

But it’s a happy flower in the morning sun
And it’ll keep perfuming when the morning’s done
This ain’t no tacky flower in a masquerade
And it’ll keep on blooming till it steals the shade
Of the garden ‘neath our windowpane

You and me
We leave
We lie
We’re running through the ramble off the road of sad goodbyes

Me and you
We tease
We try
We’re cutting off the ample charms put forward from the skies

But it’s a happy flower in the morning sun
And it’ll keep on glowing when the morning’s done
And though our happy flower doesn’t make a sound
Well it’ll keep growing till it fills the ground
Of the garden ‘neath our windowpane

Happy flower, happy flower, happy flower...

Mama And Me

"Mama
I don't wanna be here
it's alright darling
Shhhh
I don't wanna be here anymore
What do you want"


"I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna pony pony"

It's just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time
 
With my mom by my side
I know I'll always survive
We'll never give up the fight
Cause we got time time time time

I didn't wanna go
So far from home
But it was time you know
Children got to roam
But now I need her so
She's my mom

There's a lot of things that I'm proud of in this world
I got a pinch of Shirley Chisholm and a sprinkle of "that girl"
Are you looking at me
'Cause there's no one else here
I'm a legally blonde three, the curse with big hair
And now the critics’ve weighed in, well it's time to give credit
To the person who's the limit although she's never said it
To whom I am indebted who cuts the final edit
She's my mama mama mama and I want you all to get it

It's just my mama and me
And though i know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time

With my mom by my side
I know i'll always do right
We'll never give up the fight
Cause we got time time time time

So hold on, hold tight
This meeting's adjourned
For people with degrees
You got a lot to learn
We've been earning jackshit man, feeling the burn
Lost the girdle, jump the hurdle, so now it's our turn
Yeah I've been living with my mama since I was an embryo
Never had Nintendo saw a lot of Brecht though
I only knew new since Jewel went Techno
You think I'm gonna listen and write you a check, no

I was so small, barely big enough to crawl
My mother would call me as I stalled by the wall
In the daycare I was placed in while she's making low wages
My crayons tracing those crazy sad faces
And I tasted my soul all those coals in the mountains
Moving over me slowly
Scolding me when I'm lonely
And waiting for mama to unfold me
And hold me
She told me "we're gonna be ok"

It's just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time

With my mom by my side
I know I'll always do right
We'll never give up the fight
Cause we got time time time time

I think back to those days, it makes me so mad
Can't even fathom, the chasm she had to collapse
I'm an educated woman, but I wanna attack
Wanna slap my granddad, wanna whack my dad
Where were you when we were at the welfare office
The atmosphere's toxic, the clerks are obnoxious
The kids nosh on chocolate chomping their losses
Can't even charge the clothes
Or play with osh b' gosh boxes
Those bruises, short fuses, with bad guys with black eyes
The losing, the oozing, of blood down your right thigh
The wanting to die with your nose broken, heart choking
Hitching a ride with a chain smoking, plain spoken
Gent who's gonna drive you as far as he can
But he ain't got the rent and you ain't got a man
"What now mama? Tell me you got a plan."
"We're gonna make little darling with a government grant."

It's just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time

With my mom by my side
I know I'll always survive
We'll never give up the fight
Cause we got time time time time

I didn't wanna go
So far from home
But it was time you know
Mom needs time alone
But now I need her so
She's my Mom

"I hate you mother! Leave me alone!!"
"I love you mommy, I love you mommy
I love you mommy i love you mommy"
"I want a suicide pill.
Give me a suicide pill mommy!"
"I wanna die with you, I wanna die with you"
"You bitch! Get me a suicide pill!"

Pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce
Meow
Like a pussy cat

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce
Meow
Like a pussy cat

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
You're feelin' hollow for the deal is done
I'm gonna pounce, I'm gonna pounce, pounce
You hear a rustle but you pass on by
I'm gonna pounce, I'm gonna pounce, pounce
You see a shadow stretching over the sun
I'm gonna pounce
That's when the cutest little kitty comes and hits you in the eye

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
Meow
I'm gonna pounce
I'm gonna pounce, pounce
Meow
I'm gonna pounce
I'm gonna pounce, pounce
Meow
I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce
Meow
Like a pussy cat

Old Enough

Never thought I’d live to be old enough
To be old enough to feel like this and
Never thought I’d figure it out enough
To be loud enough to make you listen
On and on the meadows sing
They ring out merry the view
On and on my conscience blared
And shared my longing for you

Never thought I’d live to be old enough
To be bold enough to make a difference
Never thought I’d figure it out enough
To be proud enough to take my mission
Never thought I’d live to be smart enough
To have heart enough to find a better way

Never thought I’d live to be old enough
To have soul enough to pass perdition
Never thought I’d count up the years enough
To be clear enough on my convictions
Life ain’t all it claims to be
It clings to me when it’s blue
Life brought all its pain to me
And shamed my longing for you

Never thought I’d live to be old enough
To be told enough to lose the bullies
Never thought I’s to learn enough
To be firm enough to live life fully
Never thought I’d live to be strong enough
To be young enough to find a better song
Then you came along

Never thought I’d live to be old enough

Obligatory Villagers

Mother of pearl

Feminists don't have a sense of humor
Feminists just want to be alone
Feminists spread vicious lies and rumors
They have a tumor on their funny bone

They say
Child molestation isn't funny
Rape and degradation's just a crime
Lighten up, ladies
Rampant prostitution, sex for money
What's wrong with that
Can't these chicks do anything but whine?

Dance break!
Woo-hoo
Take it off

They say
Cheap objectification isn't witty
It's hot
Equal work and wages worth the fight
Sing us a new one
On-demand abortion, every city
Okay, but no gun control
Won't these women never get a life?

Feminists don't have a sense of humor
Poor Hilary
Feminists and vegetarians
Feminists spread vicious lies and rumor
They're far too sensitive to ever be a ham
That's why these feminists just need to find a man

I'm Dennis Kucinich, and I approve this message

Oversure

Maxine Schreck was a very lucky lady!
Maxine Schreck was a very lucky girl!
Who you wanna be
Maxine Schreck!
Who you wanna see
Maxine Schreck!

Have you got some time
Have you got some spine
Have you got something to begin with
Or are you in a sinwich

Have you got some nerve
Have you got some verve
Have you got something to depend on
Or do you fender bend on

And if you say no
Do you mean to go down below the earth with nothing

Now you've got my name
And you've got my fame
Have you got something to remind you of who you used to be
Or are you happy being me

Moonlight and roses
Starlight and fairytales that won't come true
Good news for those who pine away
The day comes shining through

Kittens high hattin'
Sittin' on satin with a host who's catnip fond
For those who seize the day
The way is paved beyond-er

I didn't know the world was like this
If I’d have known, then I’d be psychic
If I had a clue
Then maybe I’d be blue as a mockingbird
Why do you think she laughs so much

I didn't know I had such problems
If I’d have known, then I’d have solved them
But looking down the road
The Oklahoma toad's beckoning to me

Gin rummy

Wake up in a small cafe
Sweatshop in the sunshine
Set sail and you're far away
Never using force

Cold coffee or cabarnet
Brick-hoppin' the daydream
Shoe drops and you're bound to pay
Gotta stay the course

You just wanna get, you don't wanna give
You may forget, but you'll never forgive
And what is the point of live and let live
If they're stealin' your cup of joe

It's a slick sham, hot damn
You wind up in a toe jam
You better scram fast, Sam
The quicksand's gettin' close

Now say it again if you will

Have you got the nerve to give it up at the beginning
And does it hurt you (does it hurt you)
Does it hurt you (does it hurt you)

My time was a miracle
Insipid and satirical
A madrigal of lyrical twists
In the fists of a Christmas invitational
Crisp and informational
It seemed like a good idea at the time
Why cry, mr. Magpie
I spy kofi
Fee, i mean see
I mean, freedom ain't cheap
I mean the first test address
No such thing as good press
The best dressed messer in all Washington, D.C.

Now say it again if you will

Have you got the nerve to give it up at the beginning
And does it hurt you (does it hurt you)
Does it hurt you (does it hurt you)

Livin'

Oh, livin's a bunch of shit
Shittin's a part of livin'
Fartin's a friend of shittin'
Aye and so we carry on

Bring me a clarinet
Get me a big brown derby
Buy me a lie a whale and sing a winter song

Identity Theft

Because I'm tired of maturity
Airport insecurity
Running from the thought police
Fighting with the go-betweens
Hold up let me steal a breath
Cause we're dealing with identity theft

You need an education
I don't see why I got to
You need a good degree
As to assimilate
So little time
So much to be bored by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn
No one'd make a nuclear bomb
They don't teach you how to care
Empathising if you dare
Euthanize your sense of fair play
Better to obey
No child is free
Why it's queasy to see
Is that an elementary or a penitentiary
Huh geez

Get off my back
Beat it
Take it to town
Man idiots go to college to get dumbed down

Oh it leaves you bereft
Oh identify theft
I may be wrong
I don't know why
I may be wrong but I’ll try

Because I'm sick of the insanity
Watching horny manatee
Feeling like a libertine
Dealing with the death machine
Hold em up
It's a street arrest
And we're dealing with identity theft

You need a publication
I don't see why I got to
You need a press release
As to assimilate
Journo-fascist profiteers
Pornotastic pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers
Get away from me
How can you write what we read
That ain't my reality
You disabuse humanity humility and fealty
Oh you guess you got an edge
Hiding your hedge from the feds
Putting down the little veg
Ignorance is a right, not a privilege

I'm finished done and had it
And while you fuckers are at it
As far as I'm concerned
Pluto's still a planet

Oh you die a quick death
Oh identity theft
I may be wrong
I don't know why
I may be wrong but I’ll try

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage
Where's my female entourage
Looking for some kinda closure
All I'm finding is Ray Bolger
Hold up, hell yeah I’ll confess
Cause we're dealing with identity theft

You need an occupation
I don't see why I got to
You need a boss to please
Blah blah blah blah blah you're late
Yakety yak
Don't look wack
Nellie you're a heart attack
Murder murder on the wall
Who's the butchest one of all
Where'd you get that vegan dress
A flea market
Oops I forgot
You design for target
Shun violence and religion
Don't ever play with nuns
But I punched a man on Broadway
Just to watch him cry
Every guy I went to try
Said I fight him but I can't think why

Bent unhinged and singed
I cringe to watch the main event
But in the end there's no success like revenge

Oh it leaves you bereft
Oh identity theft
I may be wrong
I don't know why
I may be wrong but I’ll try

Because I'm tired of the hypocrisy
Is it them or is it me
If Jesus Christ is left in ruin
Satan buddy how you doing
Hold em up it's a street arrest
And we're dealing with identity theft

Because I'm tired of being sweet and nice
Fuck you once and fuck you twice
Show your passport
Get that stamp
Funny like a Nazi camp
Hold em up, hell yeah I’ll confess
'Cause we're dealing with identity theft

Galleon

Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressing room
Starting a fight in the men's ensemble lair
Beware of dreams come true
It means you have to share a room
But tell'em I’ll be there

It's Saturday night
They said we're one big family
But I’m just duckin' tangerines
And looking for my gun

It's Saturday night
There's lots of hate and jealous fear
And there's no favored nations here
Now where's my elf ears gone
It's Saturday night

Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressing room
Watching the fight in the men's ensemble lair
You may escape the cage
But then you have to share a stage
And tell'em I’ll be there

It's Saturday night
The wind blasts and the water flows
As the winter closes
At dawn of newborn spring
As each festering light explodes
There's a thorn that grows
In the sun so sweltering
This manifest bore
A blistering sore
Long splintering war-torn country massacre
Of blood and blue brains
Please let the rain break and wash them away
It's Saturday night
And now back to our new high school
And they got me wrong
Yeah they got me wrong again
And although you're all talentless fools
Can't we get along
Can't we get along my friends
I got to be free
I got to for me
And if you can't see well that's enough
That's all that I need
To see you're all insecure
Pedicured fucks

It's Saturday night
And now's the time to vindicate
Tomorrow's just a matinee
And then we settle scores
It's Saturday night

Another week and then I’m done
Just one more piece of chewing gum
And I don't care no more
It's Saturday night

Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressing room
Starting a fight in the men's ensemble lair
You may escape the crypt
But keep your distance from all scripts
Because before you're even aware
You'll be there
It's Saturday night

Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressing room
Starting a fight in the men's ensemble lair
It's Saturday night

Politan

Santa Maria can you hear me
I've got no reason to live
They say I’ve been lucky
But it's all relative

Won't you make it easy
I've got to erase all the pain
They say it's behind me
But it keeps coming back

But if you knew my love
Then you would see my love
Never meant to interfere with all your plans
And if you cannot see
Why don't you come for me
And escape me to the world of politan

Io que la noche se hace
A la manana parece

Policeman please arrest me
I'd rather live in a jail
Than have to stay out here
Where everything fails

Won't you give me something
I'll pay you awfully well
I will reimburse you
If you'll just make the deal

But if you knew my love
Then you would see my love
Never meant to interfere with all your plans
And if you cannot see
Why don't you come for me
And escape me to the world of politan

You gotta say I’m an island
In the pacific
As miss o'day would say the view's terrific
The moral of the story is a doozy
Dizzy parade

You gotta say I’m an island
Oh you can't fake it
No if everybody knew the way to make it
The laurel and the glory would be taken
Man I’d be made

Testify

As we approach fait weather
As we entertain our maiden endeavor
Round us still the chorus beats
The schools, the streets
There's always danger there

For men will divest
Only to a certain point
For each divines their own experience
And to our own
We must attest

They say authority's essential
They are insincere
They say discipline is fundamental
You will persevere
And when you've lost your fear

Then that's when you must
Testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
Because you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying

Testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
Because you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying

As you pack the tools of past illusions
You have lost your nerve
Set them near you lest they cause confusion
Keep some in reserve
To get what you deserve

You're gonna have to testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
Because you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying

Testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
Because you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying

Mama you got me my corduroy jeans
Do your own laundry if you want them clean
Mama the workload they're putting me through
Like i don't know
Mama you got me my history books
Yeah and i thought me I’d take me a look
But doesn't matter what you do or say
Because it ain't my history anyway

Feast or famine you're crying at the disco
You have lost your way
The peace they were planning died in San Francisco
Floating on the bay
Just close your eyes and pray

Then stand up straight and testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
'Cause you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying

Testify
Raise your hands up to the sky
Clouds are coming closer but a don't you cry
Because you ain't got time just keep on striving testifying...

Zombie

Should you plan to travel way down south
Wow oh oh!
Woman to woman i gotta tell you about
A curse!
A curse that rose out of the deep green swamp
Wow oh oh!
It hollers murder
And it makes you jump
And then it says

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

When i was younger just a little girl
Wow oh oh!
Lennon glasses and a ponytail
Huh huh!
My mama told me honey pack your trunk
Wow oh oh!
We're going to Mississippi do the bayou bump
Where they say

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie yeah yeah yeah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

One day i set out for a walk
The path soon grew quite dark i saw
My shadow running faster
Hurry, slow mo
Coming after me
After me
And it said

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah wow yeah !
Wah ah ah !

And zombie don't have to dance
Sha na na
And zombie don't dance at your command
Oh sha na na
But zombie don't have to wait
Oh sha na na
So come on
Come on
Do the voodoo shake

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

One day I set out for a walk
The path soon grew quite dark i saw
My shadow running faster
Hurry, slow mo
Coming after me
After me
And it said

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah wow yeah !
Wah ah ah !

The sun is shining and you're feeling fine
Wow oh oh!
As you pass the mason-dixie line
Huh huh!
The forest echoes and the treeleaves snap
Wow oh oh!
Hey what's that sound spin around
Who dat
Then they say

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie whoah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie
Wah ah ah ah !
Do the zombie yeah yeah yeah yeah !
Wah ah ah !

Do the zombie, zombie woah yeah...

Normal as Blueberry Pie

The very thought of you

( Ray Noble )

The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do

I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything

The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you

I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love

It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love


Do, Do, Do

( George Gershwin )

Oh, do, do, do
What you've done, done, done
Before, baby
Do, do, do, what I do, do, do
Adore, baby

Let's try again
Sigh again
Fly again to heaven
Baby, see
It's A, B, C
I love you
And you love me

I know, know, know
What a beau, beau, beau
Should do, baby

So don't, don't, don't
Say it won't, won't, won't
Come true, baby

My heart begins to hum
Dum, de, dum
De, dum, dum, dum

So do, do, do
What you've done, done, done before

I remember the bliss
Of that wonderful kiss
You said that a boy
Could never give more joy
From any little miss

I remember it quite
It was a wonderful night
Oh, how I'd adore it
If you would encore it

I know, know, know
What a beau, beau, beau
Should do, baby

So don't, don't, don't
Say it won't, won't, won't
Come true, baby

My heart begins to hum
Dum, de, dum
De, dum, dum, dum

So do, do, do
What you've done, done, done before

A Wonderful Guy

( Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein )

I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun
Of my proud protestations of faith in romance
And they'll say I'm naïve as a babe to believe
Every fable I hear from a person in pants

Fearlessly I'll face them and argue their doubts away
Loudly I'll sing about flowers in spring
Flatly I'll stand on my little flat feet and say
Love is a grand and a beautiful thing

I'm not ashamed to reveal
The world famous feeling I feel

I'm as corny as Kansas in August
I'm as normal as blueberry pie
No more a smart little girl with no heart
I have found me a wonderful guy

I am in a conventional dither
With a conventional star in my eye
And you will note there's a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful guy

I'm as trite and as gay as a daisy in May
A cliché coming true
I'm bromidic and bright
As a moon-happy night
Pouring light on the dew

I'm as corny as Kansas in August
High as a flag on the Fourth of July
If you'll excuse an expression I use
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love with a wonderful guy

Meditation

( Antonio Carlos Jobim - Ray Gilbert )

In my loneliness
When you're gone and I'm all by myself
And I need your caress
I just think of you
And the thought of you holding me near
Makes my loneliness soon disappear

Though you're far away
I have only to close my eyes
And you are back to stay
I just close my eyes
And the sadness that missing you brings
Soon is gone and this heart of mine sings

Yes I love you so
And that for me is all I need to know

I will wait for you
Till the sun falls from out of the sky
For what else can I do
I will wait for you
Meditating how sweet life will be
When you come back to me

Yes I love you so
And that for me is all I need to know

I will wait for you
Till the sun falls from out of the sky
For what else can I do
I will wait for you
Meditating how sweet life will be
When you come back to me


Mean To Me

( Roy Turk / Fred Ahlert )

You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, honey, it seems to me
You love to see me crying

I don't know why I stay home
Each night when you say you'll phone
You don't and I'm left alone
Singing the blues and sighing

You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever somebody is near, dear

It must be great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn't, for can't you see
What you mean to me

You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever somebody is near, dear

It must be great fun to be mean to me
You shouldn't, for can't you see
What you mean to me
Baby can't you see what you mean to me


Crazy Rhythm

( Roger Wolfe Kahn / Irving Caesar )

Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through

Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you

They say that
When a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow, he has no brow
Ain't it a shame and you're to blame

What's the use of prohibition
You produce the same condition
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too

Now every Greek, each Turk, each Latin
The Russians and the Prussians as well
When you seek the lure of Manhattan
Are sure to come under your spell
You need a folksong to soon throw away
Those Harlem smoke songs they soon learn to play
Can't you fall for Carnegie Hall
Oh, Danny, call it a day and we'll say

Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through
Get on now, go

Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you
Shoe shoe !

They say that
When a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow, he has no brow
Ain't it a shame and you're to blame

What's the use of prohibition
You produce the same condition
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too
Kick it !
Absolutely pip!
That's fine
Down low, huh huh
That's jazz
I'm feeling hot as Brian!

Crazy rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through

Here is where we have a showdown
I'm too high-hat, you're too low-down
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you

They say that
When a high-brow meets a low-brow
Walking along Broadway
Soon the high-brow, he has no brow
Ain't it a shame and you're to blame

What's the use of prohibition
You produce the same condition
Crazy rhythm, I've gone crazy too


Sentimental Journey

( Les Brown, Ben Homer, Bud Green )

Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey
To renew old memories

Got my bags, got my reservations
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation
I Long to hear that, "All aboard!"

Seven, that's the time we leave at seven
I'll be waiting up at heaven
Counting every mile of railroad track
That takes me back

Never thought my heart could be so yearny
Why did I decide to roam
Gonna take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home

Never thought my heart could be so yearny
Why did I decide to roam
Gonna take that sentimental journey
Sentimental journey home

If I Ever Had a Dream

If I ever had a dream
I would dream of sunny skies of blue
Clover ‘neath the fields of cream
Bungavilla and the roses too

The wind is a symphony
Flowing low across the silver sea
He’ll sway on a summer breeze
Twinkling shadows from a canopy

No arms to hold you down
Your own dear nature will see you through
If I ever had a dream
It would be for you

If I ever had a wish (if she ever had wish)
Butterflies and bumble bees would play (buzz buzz woooh)
Purple moonbeams on the mist (purple moonbeams on the mist)
Crowds of calla lilies show the way (this way)

Bush, bramble and burbling streams
Gurgling gently down a berth of green
How mirthful a melody
Sunlight playing on the water’s glean (lovely)

Somewhere the heart can roam
Far from the damage that some can do
If I ever had a dream (if she ever had a dream)
It would be for you

Somewhere the heart can roam
Far from the damage that some can do
If I ever had a dream
It would be for you

Black Hills Of Dakota

( Sammy Fain / Paul Francis Webster )

Take me back to the black hills
The black hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

Lost my heart in the black hills
The black hills of Dakota
Where the pines are so high
That they kiss the sky above

And when I get that lonesome feeling
And I'm miles away from home
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains
Calling me back home

So take me back to the black hills
The black hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

And when I get that lonesome feeling
And I'm miles away from home
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains
Calling me back home

So take me back to the black hills
The black hills of Dakota
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love

To the beautiful Indian country
That I love
To the beautiful Indian country
That I love


Dig it

( Johnny Mercer / H.Borne )

Oh I can't dance !
Yes you can ! Stop that
Oh I really can't
Oh yes you can come on right, left, right, left
Just give it a try

Really, you can teach me
Oh yeah
You got the legs for
'Cause it seems to me
Oh it seems to you
I said it seems to me
You said it seems to you
A such embarrassing situation calls for concentration
Do you dig me Jack
We dig you Jack
Can you think of a plan
We solid can
Can you sing and dance
I'll take a chance
Are you boots on right
I got laced up tight
Is Miss Miller a killer
From a spanish villa
Is her dancing mellow
Why, mellow as a cello
Then it seems to me
Obviously
You wanna go right into your topsickory

I never could do the Conga
Could never get through the Conga
But if you say do the Conga
I ain't hep to that step
But I'll dig it

I never could see Mazurkas
They're poison to me, Mazurkas
But if it's to be Mazurkas
I ain't hep to that step
But I'll dig it

When they invented the Charleston
She was a total flop
Right
But say if you want to Charleston
I'll never stop
I'll dance till I drop

I never could dig the Polka
The corniest jig, the Polka
But if you say dig the Polka
I ain't hep to that step
But I'll dig it

Alright
Oh there you go, there you go down
You can dance sugar
That's not so hard
What was that dance called

I never could do the Conga
Could never get through the Conga
But if you say do the Conga
I ain't hep to that step
But I'll dig it

I never could see Mazurkas
They're poison to me, Mazurkas
But if it's to be Mazurkas
I ain't hep to that step
But I'll dig it

When they invented the Charleston
I was a total flop
But say if you want to Charleston
She'll never stop
She'll dance till I drop

I never could dig the polka
The corniest jig, the polka
But if you say dig the polka
I ain't hep to that step
She ain't hep to that step
I ain't hep to that step
She ain't hep to that step
She ain't hep to that step...


Send me no flowers

( Hal David / Burt Bacharach )

Ever since the day that you went away
You've been sending flowers to me
Send me no flowers today
Instead of sending flowers come back to me
And hold me in your arms again

There is nothing that a flower can say
That your lips can prove with a kiss
Send me no flowers today
Got a lot of flowers and what I miss
Is being in your arms again

After a break up
To kiss and make up is divine
My darling
It doesn't matter
Just who was right or who was wrong
As long as you're still mine

Call me up and say that you're on your way
Til you're back how lonely I'll be
Send me no flowers today
Instead of sending flowers come back to me
And love me just as I love you

After a break up
To kiss and make up is divine
My darling
It doesn't matter
Just who was right or who was wrong
As long as you're still mine

Call me up and say that you're on your way
Til you're back how lonely I'll be
Send me no flowers today
Instead of sending flowers come back to me
And love me just as I love you


Close your eyes

( Bernice Petkere )

Close your eyes
Rest your head on my shoulder and sleep
Close your eyes
And I will close mine

Close your eyes
Let's pretend that we're both counting sheep
Close your eyes
This is divine

Music play
Something dreamy for dancing
While we're here romancing
It's love's holiday
And love will be our guide

Close your eyes
When you open them dear
I'll be near by your side
So won't you close your eyes

Music playing
Palm trees swaying
Dolphins playing
It's a lover's holiday
And our love will show us the way

Close your eyes
And envision this vision I see
You and me
Let's close your eyes

Close your eyes
Rest your head on my shoulder and sleep
Close your eyes
I will close mine

Close your eyes
Let's pretend that we're both counting sheep
Close your eyes
This is divine

Music play
Something dreamy for dancing
While we're here romancing
And it's love's holiday
And our love will be our guide

Close your eyes
When you open them dear
I'll be near by your side
So won't you close your eyes

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes


I remember you

( Victor Schertzinger / Johnny Mercer )

I remember you
You're the one who made
My dreams come true
A few kisses ago

I remember you
You're the one who said
"I love you too"
I do
Didn't you know

I remember, too
A distant bell
And stars that fell like rain
Out of the blue

When my life is through
And the angels ask me to recall
The thrill of them all
Then I shall tell them
I remember you


I'll Never Smile Again

( Ruth Lowe )

I'll never smile again
Until I smile at you
I'll never laugh again
What good would it do

For tears would fill my eyes
My heart would realize
That our romance is through

I'll never love again
I'm so in love with you
I'll never thrill again
To somebody new

Within my heart
I know I will never start
To smile again
Until I smile at you

Within my heart
I know I will never start
To smile again
Until I smile at you

Home Sweet Mobile Home

Bruise On The Sky

The New York Times invents the news
I did not see where they were going
Behind the dying afternoon
I follow, restlessly devoted

Tell me your mind
Tell me you'll always follow
Send me a sign
Send me a smile like Charo
I need your lovin' eyes
At least your cyanide

I had a dream I saw a rainbow
I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by
I had a dream I saw the pain go
But what I hoped would be my rainbow
Was just a bruise on the sky

Hide in my closet, feeling trapped
This used to be a prime location
The heavens clap and then collapse
A melancholy invocation

Tell me your mind
Tell me you'll always follow
Send me a sign
Send me a smile like Charo
I need your lovin' eyes
At least your cyanide

I had a dream I saw a rainbow
I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by
I had a dream I saw the pain go
But what I hoped would be my rainbow
Was just a bruise on the sky

I used to think about it
When I say 'think', I mean 'satirize'
I was extreme about it
My dreams would bleed on the sun street cries
As if my whole darn soul
Was gripped in atomic eyes

I had a dream I saw a rainbow
I could have sworn I saw the sun pass by
I had a dream I saw the pain go
But what I hoped would be my rainbow
Was just a bruise on the sky

Adios

If time
Runs like a river
I saw my people bathed in blood
And if the faithful find the sinners
I'll have to leave all I have loved

Adios
Goodbye oh hypocrite heathens
Adios
Goodbye oh false paradise
Adios
Goodbye oh rinky-dink Eden
And may you lie yourselves to sleep
Tonight

We're marching
Through the madness
With not a soul about to see
We're moving through the fortress
Chasing the ghosts of anarchy

Adios
Goodbye my Frankenstein lady
Adios
Goodbye oh pagan delight
Adios
Goodbye and good riddance baby
And may you lie yourselves to sleep
Tonight

Caribbean Time

Caribbean time in motion
Fireflyin' across the ocean
And I
Can
See the future

Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean

In the modern pot-boiler
Anesthetize your mind
And if you want to be a lawyer
You're gonna need an alibi

And if you crave being an outlaw
Better to make a plan
For the guns and the promises they feed you
Will drag you in the sand

Nobody come clever enough
Before they get their, move their mainland rough
I'm takin’ no direction, and I’m walkin’ a real slow
For the words of oppression are go go go

Caribbean time in motion
Fireflyin' across the ocean
And I
Can
See the future

Barbados to Barcelona
Caribbean time hereunder
I
Can
See the future

Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean

If you want a dictator
You'd best get organized
And if you want to be a hater
You make trains run on time

And if you crave a good pupil
Bring glory to the schools
And mind your Qs and Ps
'Cause an island breeze
Is breaking all the rules

Caribbean time in motion
Fireflyin' across the ocean
And I
Can
See the future

Antigua to Macedonia
Darwinian time is over
I
Can
See the future

It's no military time
It's an island time

Nobody come clever enough
Before they get their, move their mainland rough
I'm takin' no direction, and I’m walkin' a real slow
For the words of oppression are go go go

Caribbean time in motion
Fireflyin' across the ocean
And I
Can
See the future

Barbados to Barcelona
Caribbean time hereunder
I
Can
See the future

Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean
Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean

It's no military time
It's an island time

Please

I mean, I must have said:
"Please, Lord, Send me a hard luck childhood"
"Please, Bub, Spare me a hot romance"
"Please, Lady, Gift me with genius, not pleasure"
"Please, Mrs. Henry, Start me off without a chance"

I must have said:
"Please, Sir, Let me lay in the sewer that claim me
And let me wallow there, even as I lose my sea"
"Please, Mr. Hula Hoop, keep on ballistic
You must be a manic guy to be so sadistic"
"Please, Lord, I just love being me"

For every mom-and-pop and College Green
The harvest moon, a lynchin' tree
'Cause an Americana misery
Makes what a mess of me

That underwater conversation
Hasn't got a clue
She should know real hardship

Beneath The Underdog

Come on, come on, let's try and make it
You tell yourself, this time for sure
But I would rather sit and crave it
I'm not wanted anymore

I had a kind of friend in you
It wasn't pleasant all the time
But though my heart is jaded
I think winnin' is overrated

Lookin' through frosted windows
I envy the soft contented sighs
But I don't get people
I don't get the things they think are reasonable

So you'll find me
Here right beneath the underdog
When life's impossible
Hold tight beneath the underdog
That's where I'm comfortable

And I know I'm a fool, perhaps
I rationalize what I can't have
But no, here right beneath the underdog
That's where I'd rather be

Maybe someday I will see
A kind of personality
Who makes the world better

And when that happens I may find
I miss the nervous daily grind
It's hard to stand this peace of mind
It's truly finer on the outside
Oh, the outside

I've conquered mountains, so to speak
And looked down from a higher peak
But it seems so creepy
When it can leave you feelin' sleazy

So settin' off from this hill camp
I'd rather be her little tramp
My own companion
Or maybe with one whose tail is waggin'

So you'll find us
Here right beneath the underdog
When life's impossible
Hold tight beneath the underdog
That's where I'm comfortable

And I know I'm a fool, perhaps
And rationalize what I can't have
But no, here right beneath the underdog
That's where I'd rather be

I'd rather be
I'd rather be

Dispossessed

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yes, yes)
I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my mind
(From my mind)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, demon kind
(Oh, yeah)

And while you're cryin' out to Benji
(Whoo)
I'm gonna desecrate your memory
I'm gonna exorcise your spirit from my mind

Oh, you got me by the bay
(By the bay)
And you got me by the river
(Day by day)
And I'm feelin' like a hotdog in a military bog
And I cannot find my way through the fog

And you got me on the run
(On the run)
And I cannot beg differ
(In a gun)
And I'm feelin' like cool cat with a cavalry hat
And I cannot find my crack in the glass

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I'm gonna exorcise your spirit from my soul

And you got me by the bay
(By the bay)
And you got me by the river
(Day by day)
And I'm feelin' like a hotdog in a military bog
And I cannot find my way through the fog

And you got me on the run
(On the run)
And I cannot beg to differ
(In a gun)
And I'm feelin' like cool cat who needs a cavalry hat
And I cannot find my crack in the glass

And the whistle blows ooh-wee
Take me 'way from here ooh-wee-woo
Ooh-wee, have to stray from here
Keep on keepin' on

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yes, yes)

And may your pots come like a copper
'Cause you intoxicate me pauper
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul
(From my soul)
I gotta exorcise your spirit, keep me whole
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm gonna go downtown tomorrow
And ship your spirit yonder
I gotta exorcise your spirit from my soul

Yes, yes
Oh, yes
Yeah, yeah
Glossy G

The Portal

There's a house down Willow Lane
Just a simple seaside shack
Through the wind and pourin' rain
She wants you black

There's a portal o'er the door
In the evening, comes a draft
From the life we had before
You left

Lost in Baton Rouge
And all I got's the sense of it
'Cause all I had was you

Lost down Pico Way
And all I got's incensed by it
Now don't you go away

There is nothin' left to say
(I love you so)
There is nothin' left to do

There is nothin' left to make
(I love you so)
There is nothin' left of you

I'm in trouble and I do not see the light
There's a problem with my sight
It's a fight to stay alive and it's not fair
You're everywhere

Callin' up my past
But they're all gone and tired of me
And all my cryin' spells

Talkin' back to fate
But fate has done expired on me
And you who knew me well

I'm in trouble and my heart is set to fold
There's a problem with my soul
I'm a stone and it's not rollin' half-way there
You're everywhere

There is nothin' left to say
(I love you so)
There is nothin' left to do

There is nothin' left to take
(I love you so)
There is nothin' left of you

Lost on Willow Lane
Our love has turned to tumbleweed
Now don't you blow away

¡Bodega!

I love me an old-fashioned bodega
(Bodega)
From the sea sides and the mountains pouring down
(Pouring down)
Through Cairo, Caracacas y Cartagena
(Tagena)
To the old-fashioned, soul-passioned town

When love fills the air and he asks me
"When will you be mine?"
I sighed, my Valentine's
Proposed to me in a bodega
(Bodega)

When romance has won and he asked me
"What home shall we have?"
I laughed, "my better half
Just build it inside a bodega, bodega"

I love me an old-fashioned bodega
(Bodega)
Where the fruits and the flowers stay this dry
(Stay this dry)
School children come eager to buy their ortegas
(Ortega)
For as goes the bodega, goes the life

Me amo un bodega pasado de moda
De moda
Y me veo a prueba le va
Le va
Té negro, boletos, paletas y soda
Y soda
En el templo de la gente lo callas

When storm clouds appear, and he tells me
"The landlords are loose"
I yell, "my grand Cayuse, fight with me to save the bodegas"
(Bodega)

When justice has won
(Si se puede!)
"The demons have lost their demands"
I cry, "my darling love
Make love to me in a bodega, bodega"

I love me an old-fashioned bodega
(Bodega)
Pretty lights through the darkened paths of Rome
(Paths of Rome)
Lead the crippled, the broken and even the beggars
(The beggars)
To their old-fashioned, soul-passioned home

Take me home
Take me home
Ole!
Bodega!

Coosada Blues

There's a town near Old Montgomery
Past the land where palm trees roll
In the heart of Magnolia country
Callin' me home, sweet mobile home

We had left that coastal city
Traveled north across the plain
Till those soft, sweet, postal diddies
Led us a ways up Kennedy Lane

Oh, save my soul on a rainy day
Honey, my heart's been petrified
Oh, take me whole in the month of May
Darling, don't leave me paralyzed

When I finally saw you comin'
Over hill and windin' road
Leadin' crowd silently drummin'
Straight for our home, sweet mobile home

Oh, save my soul on a rainy day
Honey, my heart's been petrified
Oh, take me whole in the month of May
Darling, don't leave me paralyzed

Through the South land of my memories
'Neath an ivy-covered dome
Every day's a long, lonely cemetery
Callin' me home, sweet mobile home

No Equality

There's no equality here
There's no equality anywhere
And every failing face
Is quickly replaced
By one you can't lose

It's an illusion
I'll even do revolution
That's never meant to occur
Won't happen to her
Won't happen to you

And you let me down slowly
Let me down slow and you turned me around
Let me down easy
Let yourself go, now you're goin' to town

Baby, baby, can't you see
What this hypocrisy is doin' to me
We should've kicked over the ladders
From the start

You used to be my lover
You used to be my soul, soul brother
I used to believe
That you could conceive
Conceive with my love

But you let me down slowly
You let me down slow and you turned me around
Let me down easy
Let yourself go, now you're goin' to drown

Baby, baby, can't you see
What this absurdity is doin' to me
We should've kicked over the ladders
From the start
There's no equality

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
No one supposes just how mean I can be
I play the victim and I really care
And all I've ever wanted is
Everything I'm gonna have

There's no equality here
There's no equality on earth I fear
There are so many ???
The boss and the border
It's me or it's you

That's why I let you down slowly
Let you down slow and I turned you around
Let you down easy
Let myself go, now we're both set to drown

Baby, baby, can't you see
What this futility is doin' to me
We should've kicked over the ladders
From the start
There's no equality

Absolute Elsewhere

They say minds move mysteriously
Well, I've seen them all
And I still don't believe it,
In my nightmares, monotonously
They open the door
Set my heart free from dreaming

I never could believe your face
Young enough to consume my false befitting
I never could believe your eyes
But still, I'm surprised

For it's the real deal
There's nothing I fear
This is a clear deal
Excellent I feel

Caught in the rapture
Lost in the silence
Absolute elsewhere
Where's the asylum

Next day morn and I pick up the phone
Walk through the door, down the hall to the ballroom
Past the servants, who beckon and groan
They proffer the floor, but my feet keep on falling

I never could believe your face
Young enough to consume my false befitting
I never could believe your eyes
But I've been said wise

For it's the real deal
There's nothing I fear,
This is a clear deal
Excellent I feel

Caught in the rapture
Into the violence
Absolute elsewhere
Where's the asylum

For it's the real deal
There's nothing I fear
This is a clear deal
Excellent I feel

Caught in the rapture
Lost in the silence
Absolute elsewhere
Where's the asylum

In my nightmares, monotonously

Unknown Reggae

I met him at a protest
Dolled up in his finest finery
A Malcolm X t-shirt
And a tambourine

The loving, it was hopeless
The cannons fell and shook the barricade
We came in at the chorus
I could hear him say

Eatin' that burger
Pass the kitchen condiments
Eatin' that mother
Don't that hot sauce hit the spot
Eatin' that torture
Don't you let your conscience harm you
Aye, for that mother can't see you suffer

And one for all and all for another
(Pourin' rain, pourin' rain)
A long October under the sun
(Pourin' rain, pourin' rain)

Change comes for the better
(If you want it)
Our change will come
Hey, you!

Eatin' that burger
All you "All Americans"
Eatin' that mother
Give the chef my compliments
Eatin' that torture
Yeah, you show such understandin'
Aye, but that mother can't see you suffer...

And one for all and all for another
(Pourin' rain, pourin' rain)
A long October under the sun
(Pourin' rain, pourin' rain)

Change comes for the better
If you want it
Our change will come... stop

Eatin' that burger
Pass the kitchen condiments
Eatin' that mother
Don't that a hot sauce hit the spot
Eatin' that torture
Won't you let your conscience warn you
Aye, for that mother you can't see suffer

Bluebird

Bluebird
Bring back my happiness
And see me through
This clouded hour

Bluebird
On wings of loveliness
Carry me to a field
In flower

Thunder
Comes roaring up inside
I see a purple tide
And shadows weigh me

Bluebird
I wait with tenderness
So bring his love
To me

Bluebird
Bring back my loneliness
And see me through
This crowded hour

Bluebird
Where once was hopefulness
This heart has swift congealed
And soured

Culture
Carries me in its swell
I see the faces well
Too well for dreaming

Bluebird
Bring back my happiness
Oh, bring his loving heart
To me

My Weekly Reader

Sunny Afternoon

(The Kinks)

The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I've got
All I've got's this sunny afternoon

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
I got a big fat papa trying to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
My boyfriend's run off with my car
And gone back to his ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
Now I'm sitting here
Sipping at my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Quicksilver Girl

(Steve Miller Band)

She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She spreads her wings
And she's free

She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She's seen every branch
On the tree
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl

If you need a little lovin'
She'll turn on the heat
If you take a fall
She'll put you back on your feet
If you're all alone
She's someone to meet
If you need someone

She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She spreads her wings
And she's free

Poor People

(Alan Price)

Poor people are poor people
And they don't understand
A man's got to make whatever he wants
And take it with his own hands

Poor people stay poor people
And they never get to see
Someone's got to win in the human race
If it isn't you, then it has to be me

So smile while you're makin' it
Laugh while you're takin' it
Even though you're fakin' it
Nobody's gonna know
Nobody's gonna know
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
It's no use mumbling
It's no use grumbling
Life just isn't fair
There's no easy days
There's no easy ways
Just get out there and do it

And sing and they'll sing your song
Laugh while you're getting on
Smile and they'll string along
And nobody's gonna know
Nobody's gonna know
Nobody's gonna know
Nobody's gonna know

We all want justice but you got to have the money to buy it
You'd have to be a fool to close your eyes and deny it
There's a lot of poor people who are walking the streets of my town
Too blind to see that justice is used to do them right down

All life from beginning to end
You pay your monthly installments
Next to health is wealth
And only wealth will buy you justice

There'll always be a fool who insists on taking his chances
And that is the man who believes in true love romances
He will trust and rely on the goodness of human nature
Now a judge will tell you that's a pathetic creature

All life from beginning to end
You pay your monthly installments
Next to health is wealth
And only wealth will buy you justice

Money, justice
Money and justice
Money, justice

Murder In My Heart For The Judge

(Moby Grape)

Murder in my heart for the judge
Murder in my heart for the judge
Well that mean old bastard wouldn't budge
Murder in my heart for the judge

Walked into the courtroom,
Know this was gonna bring me down
And that ??? representative of justice
And the prosecutor began to frown

I'm sorry, sorry for the things I've done
I'm sure to change my evil ways
And the judge looked down at me and said
For getting smart boy
I'm gonna give you more than a lifetime
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Murder in my heart for the judge
Murder in my heart for the judge
Well that mean old bastard wouldn't budge
I've got murder in my heart for the judge

Then he said if you look like a man
I will be your friend
Just give me your money
Give me your time
I don't want to see your ugly face here again, no, no

Murder in my heart for the judge
Murder in my heart for the judge
Well that mean old bastard wouldn't budge
Murder in my heart for the judge

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Murder in my heart for the judge
Murder in my heart for the judge
Well that mean old bastard wouldn't budge
Murder in my heart for the judge

Murder, murder in my heart
Murder, don't take me away
Murder, murder in my heart
Murder, oh murder, murder


Bold Marauder

(Richard Farina)

It's hi ho hey, I am the bold marauder
And hi ho hey, I am the white destroyer
For I will show you silver and gold, and I will bring you treasure
I will wave a widowing flag, and I will be your lover
And I will show you grotto and cave and sacrificial alter
And I will show you blood on the stone and I will be your mentor
And night will be our darling and fear will be our name

It's hi ho hey, I am the bold marauder
And hi ho hey, I am the white destroyer
For I will take you out by the hand and lead you to the hunter
And I will show you thunder and steel and I will be your teacher
And we will dress in helmet and sword and dip our tongues in slaughter
And we will sing a warrior's song and lift the praise of murder
And Christ will be our darling and fear will be our name
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
It's hi ho hey, I am the bold marauder
And hi ho hey, I am the white destroyer
For I will sour the winds on high and I will soil the river
And I will burn the grain in the field and I will be your mother
And I will go to ravage and kill and I will go to plunder
And I will take a fury to wife and I will be your father
And death will be our darling and fear will be our name

Itchycoo Park

(The Small faces)

Over Bridges of Sighs
To rest my eyes in shades of green
Under Dreaming Spires
To Itchycoo Park, that's where I've been

What did you do there, I got high
What did you feel there, well I cried
But why the tears there, I'll tell you why

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

I'll tell you what I'll do, What will you do
I'd like to go there now with you
You can miss out school, won't that be cool
Why go to learn the words of fools

What will we do there, we'll get high
What will we touch there, we'll touch the sky
But why the tears there, I'll tell you why

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful...

Mrs. Brown, You've Got A Lovely Daughter

(Tom Courtenay)

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are something rare
But it's sad, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine

She wants to return those things I bought her
Tell her she can keep them just the same
Things have changed, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Walkin' about
Even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out
Makes a bloke feel so proud

If she asks if I've been 'round to see you ('round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' fine (feelin' fine, oh)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees but it's no good to pine

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter

Not so sweet Martha Lorraine

(Country Joe And The Fish)

She hides in an attic concealed on a shelf
Behind volumes of literature based on herself
And runs across the pages like some tiny elf
Knowing that it's hard to find
Stuff way back in her mind
Winds up spending all of her time
Trying to memorize every line

Sweet Lorraine
Ah, sweet Lorraine

Sweet lady of death wants me to die
So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh
And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes
Then softly she will explain
Just exactly who was to blame
For causing me to go insane
And finally blow out my brain
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Sweet Lorraine
Hmm, sweet Lorraine

Well you know that it's a shame and a pity
You were raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways
Ah, country ways

The joy of life she dresses in black
With celestial secrets engraved on her back
And her face keeps flashing that she's got the knack
But you know when you look into her eyes
All she's learned she's had to memorize
And the only way you'll ever get her high
Is to let her do her thing and then watch you die

Sweet Lorraine
Ah, sweet Lorraine

Now she's the one who gives us all those magical things
And reads us stories out of the I Ching
Then she passes out a whole new basket of rings
That when you put on your hand
Makes you one of the Angel Band
And gives you the power to be a man
But what it does for her you never quite understand

Sweet Lorraine
Ah, sweet Lorraine

Well you know that it's a shame and a pity
You were raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways
Oh country ways, oh 'bout country ways
Yeah, country ways, oh, country ways

If I Fell

(The Beatles)

If I fell in love with you
Would you promise to be true
And help me understand
'Cause I've been in love before
And I found that love was more
Than just holding hands

If I give my heart to you
I must be sure
From the very start that you
Would love me more than her

If I trust in you
Oh please
Don't run and hide
If I love you too
Oh please
Don't hurt my pride like her

'Cause I couldn't stand the pain
And I would be sad
If our new love was in vain

So I hope you see
That I would love to love you
And that she will cry
When she learns we are two
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
'Cause I couldn't stand the pain
And I would be sad
If our new love was in vain

So I hope you see
That I would love to love you
And that she will cry
When she learns we are two

If I fell in love with you

Red Rubber Ball

(Paul Simon and Bruce Woodler)

I should have known you'd bid me farewell
There's a lesson to be learned from this and I learned it very well
Now I know you're not the only starfish in the sea
If I never hear your name again, it's all the same to me

And I think it's gonna be all right
Yeah, the worst is over now
The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball

You never care for secrets I confide
For you I'm just an ornament, something for your pride
Always running, never caring, that's the life you live
Stolen minutes of your time were all you had to give

And I think it's gonna be all right
Yeah, the worst is over now
The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball

The story's in the past with nothing to recall
I've got my life to live and I don't need you at all
The roller-coaster ride we took is nearly at an end
I bought my ticket with my tears, that's all I'm gonna spend
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
And I think it's gonna be all right
Yeah, the worst is over now
The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball

I think it's gonna be all right
Yeah, the worst is over now
The morning sun is shining like a red rubber ball

Don't Let the Sun Catch You Crying

(Gerry and the Pacemakers)

Don't let the sun catch you crying
The night's the time for all your tears
Your heart may be broken tonight
But tomorrow in the morning light
Don't let the sun catch you crying

The night-time shadows disappear
And with them go all your tears
For the morning will bring joy
For every girl and boy
So don't let the sun catch you crying

We know that crying's not a bad thing
But stop your crying when the birds sing
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
It may be hard to discover
That you've been left for another
But don't forget that love's a game
And it can always come again
Oh, don't let the sun catch you crying
Don't let the sun catch you crying, oh no
Oh, oh, oh

Hungry Freaks, Daddy

(The Mothers of Invention)

Mister America
Walk on by
Your schools that do not teach
Mister America
Walk on by
The minds that won't be reached

Mister America
Try to hide
The emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of
Hungry freaks, Daddy

They won't go
For no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say
What's on their minds
The left-behinds
Of the Great Society

Hungry freaks, Daddy
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Mister America
Walk on by
Your supermarket dream
Mister America
Walk on by
The liquor store supreme

Mister America
Try to hide
The product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their clothes and then you cried
Those hungry freaks, Daddy

They won't go
For no more
Great mid-western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
From those who aren't afraid to say
What's on their minds
The left-behinds
Of the Great Society

Wooden Ships

(Crosby, Stills & Nash)

If you smile at me I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language

I can see by your coat, my friend
That you're from the other side
There's just one thing I got to know
Can you tell me please who won

You must try some of my purple berries
Yes, I've been eating them
For six or seven weeks now haven't got sick once
Probably keep us both alive
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Wooden ships on the water very free
Easy, you know the way it's supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline let us be
Very free and easy

Sail away where the morning sun goes high
Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly

Take your sister then by the hand
Lead her far from this barren land

Horror grips us as we watch you die
All we can do is echo your anguished cry
Stare as all you human feelings die
We are leaving
You don't need us

Go and take a sister then by the hand
Lead her far from this foreign land
Far away where we might laugh again
We are leaving, you don't need us

Sailing ships on the water very free
Easy you know the way it's supposed to be
Silver people on the shoreline let us be
Very free and easy

Non Albums Tracks

Baby (you've got what it takes)

(Brook Benton, Murray Stein and Clyde Otis - Rumor has it OST EP)

Well, now, it takes more than a robin
To make the winter go
And it takes two lips of fire
To melt away the snow

Well, it takes two hearts a-cookin'
To make a fire grow
And baby you've got what it takes

Oh yeah

You know it takes a lot of kissin'
To make a romance sweet
Oh, it takes a lot of lovin'
To make my life complete
Mmm, and it takes a lot of woman
To knock me off my feet
And baby, you've got what it takes.

Alright

I said, mm, mm, mm. uh-huh, mm, mm, mm
You know you've got just what it takes
Because it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
It'd take more than a lifetime
To prove that I'll be true
But it takes somebody special
To make me say, "I do."
Oh, yeah
And baby, you've got what it takes

Ah, ah, hah
Mm, mm, uh-huh, mm, mm, mm
Yes sir
You know you've got just what it takes

Well it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
Oh babe
It'd take more than a lifetime, babe
To prove that I'll be true
But it takes somebody special, ah
To make me say, "I do.
Well
And baby
Baby
You got what it takes
Oh
Waouh !
Oh yeah

Because it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
It'd take more than a lifetime
To prove that I'll be true
Oh well well
But it takes somebody special
To make me say, "I do."
Oh, baby
And baby, you've got what it takes
Oh baby, you've got what it takes
Oh baby, you've got what it takes
Keep it coming, keep it coming
Oh baby, you've got what it takes
Waouh !

BB Blues

(Rumor has it OST EP)

Turn off all the lights
Cannot stand the sunrise
Turn off all the lights
Turn away my little honey pie
Give me back my sweet change
Give me back my time
What have I done

Since I've wrapped my arms around you
I wish I'd never seen the sun

Gather up my heart
Take it from the window
Gather up my heart
Let me drift within my limbo
Give me back my heartache
Give me back my home
What have I done

Since I've wrapped my arms around you
I wish I'd never seen the sun

Since I've wrapped my arms around you
I wish I'd never seen the sun

Black Sheep

(Rumor has it OST EP)

Now the not alone
You're on your own
Welcome home
Follow through the street
Now here's the heat
Welcome back home
Whipping wind upon your face
Slow child while you can
'Round the bend where one's who chase
So wild as a lamb

Flowers keep growing
Water flowing
Life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Motors are humming
Water flooding
Numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Slam out the gate
Tempting fate
Got to roll
Never escape what you know

Who could, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you
Who could, could you, could you, could you, could you, could you
Who could, could you

Charming bits of flotsam
Floating in your sea of mind
Wondering the reason
Should you leave it all behind
Weaving through the leavings
You were wrong and so was I
Seeking something perfect in the wreckage of my mind

Flowers keep growing
Water flowing
Life is kind
Still every scene's a memory I won't miss
Pictures parading
Water glazing
Numb the mind
Still this is someone else's form of bliss

Mommy, Mommy

Body and Soul

( Green, Heyman, Sour / Live Piano Jazz with Marian McPartland )

My heart is sad and lonely
For you I sigh, for you dear only
Why haven't you seen it
I'm all for you body and soul

I spend my days in longing
And wondering why it's me you're wronging
I tell you I mean it
I'm all for you body and soul

I can't believe it
It's hard to conceive it
That you’d turn away romance
Are you pretending
It looks like the ending
Unless I could have one more chance to prove, dear

My heart a wreck you're making
You know I'm yours for just the taking
I'd gladly surrender myself to you body and soul

My life a wreck you're making
You know I'm yours for the very taking
I’d gladly surrender myself to you body and soul

A Christmas Dirge

Christmas time may always be the saddest time of year
But if misery loves company let's play at solitaire
If you've any thought to our forgotten dream
Here's a swallowed prayer and not so silent scream

Please don't chop another Christmas tree
Please just let her live and let her breathe
Spare the little flower as you didn't spare my heart
Tend each thirsty flower, don't tear her apart
Please don't axe another evergreen
Please don't make that cut however clean
Bless each fragrant nettle and how happy she will be
Cradle every blossom and kiss them for me

Please don't slice another Christmas fir
Please don't kick another to the curb
Put away the hog's head and the fetish for the flesh
Death is no requirement for your happiness

Please don't kill another living thing
Please don't sap her veins but let them sing
Don't tether her branches to the chair or kitchenette
Whether our romance is a thrill or regret

Please don't squeeze another Christmas crown
Just to build her up and break her down
Please don't slowly starve her whilst the party rages on
I know what it feels like to shiver in the sun

Please don't chop another Christmas tree
Every wild soul craves liberty
Cherish every being, any species, any size
I'm a weeping willow yet I still empathize
So though you've got your life and family
Though you've chosen and it wasn't me
Though my future's decked in misery
Oh please oh please don't chop that Christmas tree

Merry Christmas everybody!

Christmas Waltz

( Mad Men OST )

Frosted windowpanes
Candles gleaming inside
Painted candy canes on the tree

Santa's on his way
He's filled his sleigh with things
Things for you and for me
Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better
It's that time of year
When the world falls in love
Every song you hear
Seems to say
"Merry Christmas
May your new year dreams come true"

And this song of mine
In three quarter time
Wishes you and yours
The same thing, too

Face of a faith

(Rumor has it OST EP)

You are the light I follow
You are the face of a faith I love
Oh my darling believe in me

You are the hymn I cover
You are the king of an Indian dove
Oh my darling the fever in me
I wait for a while, I know
But I let it go, yes I let it go
My fear is gone

You are the hope I cherish
You are the care of a prayer I love
Oh my darling believe in me
In me

Believe in me

How Are You

(David Byrne & Fatboy Slim feat. Nellie McKay / Here Lies Love LP)

How are you - I'm learning English
You're looking good - it's so hot today

We should keep in touch - oh you'd better be going
It's a long long way - to your uncle's place

I got a job - it's just okay
And how's your dad - it's hard to say
I miss you all - it's been so long
And who can say where love has gone

And your life - is just beginning
And my life - is almost through
I've given up - never finished school
There was too much - too much work to do

How are you, shall we get a soda
You're looking good - it's so hot today
We should keep in touch - oh you'd better be going
It's a long long way - to your uncle's place

I was right there - right with your mother
And her last words - 'fore she passed away
Did they tell you - about the promise
Should I ask you, tell me what'd they say

And there's no way that you could help me
And you're barely better off than I
You’re a beauty - sing like an angel
We're together for both our lives

How are you - well, I'm okay
You're looking good - it's hot today
I miss you all - it's been so long
And who can tell where love has gone

Now I've really liked this conversation
It was long ago - you were just a child
It's getting late - I must be going
Life is hard sometimes - but I'll be alright

How are you
Oh I'm okay
This is a nice place
It's so hot today

How are you
Oh I'm okay
This is a nice place
It's so hot today

If I Needed Someone

( The Beatles Tribute )

If I needed someone to love
You're the one that I'd be thinking of
If I needed someone

If I had some more time to spend
That I guess I'd be with you my friend
If I needed someone

Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah, ah, ah

If I needed someone to love
You're the one that I'd be thinking of
If I needed someone

If I had some more time to spend
That I guess I'd be with you
My friend if I needed someone

Had you come some other day
Then it might not have been like this
But you see now I'm far too much in love

Carve your number on my wall
And maybe you will get a call from me
If I needed someone
Ah, ah

I Feel Pretty

( West Side Story )

I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and wet
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today

I feel charming
Oh so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real

See the pretty girl in that mirror there
Who can that attractive girl be
Such a pretty face
Such a pretty dress
Such a pretty smile
Such a pretty me

I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running
And dancing for joy
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy

John-John

Have you heard it tonight
Have you cured your addiction
They're both damaged and white
Wanna cure your affliction
Soybeans help women with menopause symptoms
But there it is on tv, tv
It's
John John's in the house
He draws a crowd
He's got his medals gleamin
John John's got the move
He's got the groove
He's got me soothed and screamin
John John's got the brawn
He's taken over my lawn
Broke my blender
Ralphie is the one
But i must live with John John till november

Do you feel like a liar
Do you feel like a hypocrite
You're torn by desire
Wanna go to both benefits
Run for your life
It's the heat of july
And then there it is on tv, tv
It's
John John's in the house
He's getting down
He's tried his hand at bakin
John John's got the glow
He stole the show
His hand is sore from shakin
John John plays the part
He's chowing on tofutti
Dent my fender
Ralphie has my heart
But i must live with John John till november

I hate to watch debates
You cut him out
You cut him out
And in the florida race
You cut them out
You cut them out
But
John John's in the house
He's spouting proust
He's got good eloqution
John John's walking tall
He's got the drawl
Won't be no executions
John John looks above
He's talking of being returned to sender
Ralph's the one i love
But i must live with John John till november

Just One of Those Things

(Rumor has it OST EP)

It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things

It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things

If we’d thought a bit of the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down

So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things

It was just one of those things
It was just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things

It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things

If we’d thought a bit of the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down

So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things

Late Again

Well, I opened my eyes
It was almost three, so I walked my little dog in the nursery
I took a little shower, and I put up my hair and pants
So I quickly did my eyelash, applicate
Put some extra for my doggy in the doggy tray
Said: "Hey, now, what am I forgetting?"
Made a little promise to you, and I'm late again!

Well, I got the corner, and I realised
I'd forgot my lunch
I'd forgot my fries
I'd forgot to make my bed and mend my hair
So I ran upstairs with my tambourine
And spent a few minutes with the Lauder in
The fridge said: "Shouldn't you be getting?"
Made a little promise to you, and I'm late again!

I know each night you're waiting there
Well, you begin to curse
Begging me why each and every time
But I beg you to forgive me
If you only knew my nerves, you would see I'm trying

So I got to the big train, running fast
When I realised I forgot my cash
But I had a card, so I hopped to the machine
When I got on board, I said that was that
Then the conductor said: "Fire on track!"
If I hadn't been for that delay, I'm guessing
Made a little promise to you, and I'm late again!

Well, we finally got off to the street
There was a huge ass valley
And who should I meet but a man who said he used to be Howard Dean
Well, we got some coffee
And I picked a spray
I said: "I know you're waiting, but what can I say?"
Said: "I'll see you next week in Trenton."
Made a little promise to you, and I'm late again!

I know each night you're waiting there
The tears begin to start, begging me why each and every time
But I beg to forgive me
If you only knew my heart, you would see I'm tryin’

Well, around the corner, and there you are
And I'll it right quick: I got hit by a car
I barely escaped my life
How are you, friend?
But you looked right through me, and turned away
As you're walking off, I can hear you say:
I hope you spend your life regretting
Made a little promise to me, and you're late again
You're late again

I'm late again!
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!

Me gusta mañana

( Stereogum.com Special Track )

Que día más bueno
Está dejado y está lloviendo
¿Qué tiempo hará mañana?
Está despejado, está despejado
Yo toco la guitarra, y el clarinete y la opera
Y me gusta, me gusta mañana

Que día más bueno
Está nublado y está lloviendo
¿Qué tiempo hará mañana?
Hace mucho sol, y hace mucho calor
Me gusta la ensalada y el gazpacho y la tortilla
Y me gusta, me gusta mañana

Mañana
Plato vegetariano
Oh sí sí
Vegetariano
Mañana, mañana
No limpio el pescado
Oh no no
No me gusta la carne

Que día más bueno
Está nevando y hace viento
¿Qué tiempo hará mañana?
Está despejado, está despejado

Me gusta, me gusta mañana
Y me gusta, me gusta mañana.

What a lovely day!
It's overcast and it's raining
what will the weather be tomorrow?
It's cloudless, it's cloudless
I play the guitar, the clarinet and the opera
And I like, I like tomorrow

What a lovely day!
It's cloudy, and it's raining
what will the weather be tomorrow?
It's sunny and it's very hot
I like salads, the gazpacho, and tortillas
And I like, I like tomorrow

Tomorrow
Vegetarian dish
Oh, yes yes
Vegetarian
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Don't clean the fish
Oh no no
I don't like meat

What a lovely day!
It's snowing, and it's windy
what will the weather be tomorrow?
It's cloudless, it's cloudless

I like, I like tomorrow
And I like, I like tomorrow

My Buddy

( Home Sweet Mobile Home Deluxe ed. )

You're something more than sunny
And you're electrifying me
I'm gonna love your money
You got a style that sets me
Is this the new temerity
I'm gonna mend you many

I didn't know it could be nothing, right
How could I could know it'd come to nothing, right
But what you say and what you give are to very different things, boy

I didn't know it could be nothing, right
How could I could know it'd come to nothing, sight
But what you say and what you give is no kind of way to live

My buddy used to be someone who was striving endlessly
Somebody who loved me and could never go wasting
One who says that it's true or dies

But my buddy has it made
Everybody wants to be his slave
Got so many hearts they ought to start a parade
Singing nobody could ever replace, replace my buddy

I don't mean to be frightened
But you know we have history
This is my life I'm betting

Your floral face is fading
Are you beside or far away
You say I get you, baby
What did you say

My buddy used to be someone who was striving endlessly
Somebody who loved me and could never go wasting
One who says that it's true or dies

But my buddy has it made
Everybody wants to be his slave
Got so many hearts they ought to start a parade
Singing nobody could ever replace, replace my buddy

You go
You come
You come
You go

There's no escape
There's no control
I look for warning signs
But warning signs are on the ???

Another dream that bites that dust
Another bee I cannot trust
I should protest
Just give in
But I wanna be free-ee-ee

I didn't know it could be nothing, right
How could I could know it'd come to nothing, right
But what you say and what you give are to very different things, boy

I didn't know it could be nothing, right
How could I could know it'd come to nothing, sight
But what you say and what you give is no kind of way to live

My buddy used to be someone who was striving endlessly
Somebody who loved me and could never go wasting
One who says that it's true or dies

But my buddy has it made
Everybody wants to be his slave
Got so many hearts they ought to start a parade
Singing nobody could ever replace, replace my buddy

Buddy
My buddy, my buddy, my buddy
Your buddy
Misses you

One's On The Way

( Shel Silverstein / Loretta Lynn Cover )

They say to have her hair done Liz flies all the way to France
And Jackie's seen in a discotheque doin' a brand new dance
And the White House social season should be glittering and gay
But here in Topeka the rain is a fallin'
The faucet is a drippin' and the kids are a bawlin'
One is a toddlin' and one is a crawlin' and one's on the way

I'm glad that Raquel Welch just signed a million dollar pact
And Debbie's out in Vegas workin' up a brand new act
While the TV's showin' Newlyweds a real fun game to play
Here in Topeka the screen door's a bangin'
The coffee's boilin' over and the wash needs a hangin'
One wants a cookie and one wants a changin' and one's on the way

Now what was I doin' Jimmy get away from there darn there goes the phone
Hello honey what's that you say you're bringin' a few ole buddies home
You're callin' from a barn get away from there
No not you honey I was just talkin' to the baby
Say honey would you mind stop at the market place and hello hello well I'll be

The girls in New York City they all march for women's lib
And Better Homes and Gardens shows the modern way to live
And the pill may change the world tomorrow but meanwhile today
Here in Topeka the flies are a buzzin'
The dog is a barkin' and the floor needs a scrubbin'
One needs a spankin' and one needs a huggin' Lord one's on the way
Gee I hope it ain't twins again

Our Life

( Home Sweet Mobile Home Deluxe ed. )

He bet me
He told me he'd never forget me
Regret me is something he never could do

He laughed, then he looked like a kid on vacation
Could hardly contain his elation
His world had aligned with his view

He told me he felt that he'd gave up on our life
It took a minute to realise he wasn't referring to we

Though blood smiles may glisten like poison
Though kind eyes can moisten with treason
With the whole time though our life was never to be

Oh, our life
Our life meant something to me

The mountains, and rivers, and springtime, and summer
November brings cold, winter nights by the fire
The rainfall outside of that movie, a phone call
They always glue to me at ???
A kitten, a pumpkin, a pie

He told me he felt that he'd gave up on our life
It took me a minute to realise
For I was to blinded to see through the blossoms
Who shelter the sun from the pavement
The sadness, which end of the day meant
If you love someone, set them free

Oh, our life
Our life meant something to me

He told me he felt that he'd gave up on our life
It may take a lifetime to realise he wasn't referring to we

Though living a bachelor existence is lovely
And living means most to the lonely
Though our life was never to be

Oh, our life
Our life meant something to me
Oh, our life
Our life meant something to me
Oh, our life
Our life meant something to me

Pasadena girl

(Rumor has it OST EP)

What is my name
Who is this fool
What is this game
What are the rules

There you go, having a party
Have you got a lot to see
Before I know
Having somebody ain't all it's cracked up to be
For me
Pasadena girl

Strike down my hands
Strike down my heart
Strike out this plan
White out this part

There you go, having a party
Have you got a lot to share
Before I know
Having somebody mightn't be the best idea
For me
Pasadena girl

Problems of the lifetimes, often everywhere
Solving them takes fighting as a pair
Do we dare?

Please let me be
This ain't no good
10,000 feet from where I stood

There you go, having a party
Have you got a lot to give
Before I know
Having somebody maybe ain't the way to live
For me
Pasadena girl

Problems of the lifetimes, often everywhere
Solving them takes fighting as a pair
Do we dare?

There you go, having a party
Have you got a lot to show
Before I know
Having somebody maybe ain't the way to go
For me
Pasadena girl

Pennies from Heaven

( Burke, Johnston / Live Piano Jazz with Marian McPartland )

Everytime it rains, it rains
Pennies from heaven
Don't you know each cloud contains
Pennies from heaven

You'll find your fortune's falling
All over town
Be sure that your umbrella
Is upside down

Trade them for a package of
Sunshine and flowers
If you want the things you love
You must have showers

So when you hear it thunder
Don't run under a tree
There'll be pennies from heaven
For you and me

Ridiculous

I want clean water (you're being ridiculous)
I like fresh air (you're being absurd)
I guess i oughta (guys don't be assholes)
Forget to care (better than petulance)
I dig plant farmers (narcissists)
Not GMOS (it's not that big a deal)
And marijuana (it needs further study)
Just let it grow (there you go again)
Who will provide

Rara ridiculous
Haha you're hopelessly naive
To believe in a world that exists
Lala we're having fun
Wawa disaster capitalists
And the system's not broken it's fixed

I won't encourage (what is it this time)
The TPP (it's not all bad)
Or health insurance (it's working it's working)
Insanity (just give it time)
No private prisons (how you gonna pay for it)
Or public hell (two sides to every story)
Give war provisions (they know what they're doing)
A fat farewell (what about the terrorists)
Who will provide
In the real world did you copy and paste too?
Rara ridiculous
Haha you're hopelessly naive
To believe in a world that exists
Yaya we're having fun
Chacha the incrementalist twist
But the system's not broken it's fixed

You shoulda listened to your kids
Not corporate nationalists
Nor fortunate fantasists who ill disguise their proto-fascist fist
You can't remember who to blame
Those you hate or those you agree with
But the latter is hard to resist

Missing ballots, lack of coverage
Shortened hours, smears & bomb scares
Closed primaries, endless waitlines, big money bribes
Call election day beforehand
Now stop the count
Bernie you gotta admit she won fair and square right
I'll give you a very short answer: no

I want my daughter (you're being ridiculous)
To grow up strong (you just hate women)
But endless slaughter (what about trump)
Ain't feminism (you just want trump)
No border trauma (i'm baffled i just don't understand)
Or muslim bans (be quiet)
I wish obama would stop bombing them (there you go again)
Who will survive

Rara our parents said
Haha our grandparents & friends
As they echoed establishment press
Wawa you sold us out
And now you wonder why we're pissed
Cause our future's not broken it's fixed

Route 66

( Bobby Troup / Live Piano Jazz with Marian McPartland )

It winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than two thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks on route sixty-six

Everytime ???
On route sixty-six

San Bernandino, San Bernandino, San Bernandino
Is also pretty you see
Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico,
Flagstaff, Arizona.
Don’t forget Winona,
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernandino

Won’t you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that zazizuzizuzuzizu trip
Get your kicks on route sixty-six.

Touch Me Bad

( Terrible Thrills Vol. 1 / Steel train Cover )

Alright
I wake up in the morning and I
Never stop, ever stop
I don't know what went wrong

Digging up an old wound
Never to leave it
He's like a devil
And I spot a demon
And I don't know what was real

Where are you going
Do you even know
I will follow you
I feel bad for nothing anymore
'Cause I spent many years

Counting dots
Kissing walls
Saying prayers
Clicking jaws
Eating Colors
Nothing black
Wouldn't touch me
Touch me, bad

Touch me, bad
Touch me, bad
Touch me, bad

Goodnight
I go to bed dreaming
I'll change
But I never move, never stop
I don't know what went wrong
Digging up an old wound
Never to leave it
He's like a devil
And I saw a demon
I don't know what was real

Where are you going
Do you even know
I will follow you
I feel bad for nothing anymore
'Cause I spent many years, many years

Counting dots
Kissing walls
Saying prayers
Clicking jaws
Eating Colors
Nothing black
Wouldn't touch it
Touch me, bad

Tunnel eyes
Through a tube
Lights out
Goo goo goo ga joob
Goo goo goo ga joob
Goo goo goo ga joob

I spent many years flipping out

Weed (All I Want for Christmas)

Weed (that's all I want for christmas)
Weed (a cradle of good cheer)
Weed (a perfect part of this bliss)
Every christmas day of the year

Comes love
I'm on a rocket ship to nowhere
I got a pocketful of miracles
Ain't got no fare

Sweetheart
Upon a pond of potent portent
We got a spherical lyrical mystical chimerical
Temple of content

Walking sideways trying to make my way
Anybody up in the club cept the ofay
It's that time again
Hope and love go jittering
Stead of running pell mell best to take a chill pill
We need perspective of sweet remove
Let's get high, it's a stone groove
Little doggie slow it down slow it down
Sour willie nelson & a sloeful crown
Go to town every race place your faith in the mantra
Kwanzaa hannukah don't forget kwanzaa
Leggo ambition nothing but friction
Comes from the conviction that your depiction
Of yourself requires a manic tension feast
Least of all in a setting set for street release
Starving deep in the belly Machiavelli's beast
You want the strife of humankind to finally cease?
Start getting sublime on the peaceful leaf
In the real world did you copy and paste too?
Weed (that's all I want for christmas)
Weed (a cradle of good cheer)
Weed (a perfect part of this bliss)
Every christmas day of the year

One love
We'll let a kerchief cover our scars
With every scheming demon picture inside
You unchain my heart

Fucked up
We're climbing every silvery stair
& almost getting lost never feels so good
As an unfamiliar tear

Why does jimmy carter always got to play the martyr
Want to get barack obamarama pardoning the marijuana
Tuscarora to bogota – intifada or de nada
Put a fatwa on your father if he can't be fucked to bother
The war on drugs was always designed
To have the kingpins scooping profits
While the victim's doing time
Every mai lai brown eye small fry fall guy
Letter from the DI crawling up the crackpipe
Cut down in your prime – minimum to life
Do a line get a fine must be cause you're light
Native trust – paradise past
Take a puff – deport your ass
‘you bet I did and I enjoyed it'
White boy who deployed more pot arrests
Than any had before for simple pot possession
40% of present penitentiaries
Are on a pot-related charge
Or charges solely based on weed
These are prison afflictions of the non-addicted
Fuck the rigged vote flippin & the prohibition
Schedule one HAS GOT TO GO
Of the THC to cannabidiol
We're the largest jailer of the literal slaves
But today's the day breaking up the gates
Whether black puerto rican asian jamaican
Yah likkle more big up mi sistren then
What you be tokin round rainbow's end?

Weed (that's all I want for christmas)
Weed (a cradle of good cheer)
Weed (a perfect part of this bliss)
Every christmas day of the year
Weed (that's all I want for christmas)
Weed (a cradle of good cheer)
Weed (let's all smoke pot for christmas)
Every christmas day of the year

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