1. |
Easy
03:29
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If you took me high if you took me low
Maybe having just a little bit would keep me moving slow
Maybe grooving in a sure tune would give me a sense of that Aum
But the fourth of July keeps getting stuck in my eye
And their bombs and their rocket satellites to spy
Keep me raising my shoulders and ducking my head
Walking like a robot less alive than dead
If I remember you and you remember me
We'll be sure to say hello the next time we see
Ourselves misplaced shuffling to the pace
Of the cog frog hop of humanity
I never been to Jersey, never been to Spain
But you can be sure I'm going Eden and coming back again
Cause holding my mind in this time leaves me sighing that...
It's so easy (it's so easy) When I look out from my own eyes
And see the world as it's smiling
The turnstile spun me back the way I'd come
So I moaned and I groaned and then started to hum
About the doldrum space I was hoping to replace
With a portrait filled with the face
Of the one I love carrying a dove
Having swooped up the beaten and taking them above
A world unsure how to stock the pure
On a ruling shelf it's always those with wealth
Drinking forever to their very own health
Feeling mighty proud of their stealth
Still these walls that I beat leave me marching without feet
And creepin' and cheatin' and leavin' myself
Underneath the magazines on your coffee table
Always feeling so unable
To get your attention as you chit chat 'bout the happenings in your
fable
It's so easy (it's so easy) When I look out from my own eyes
And see the world as it's smiling
The broom won't mop and the mop won't sweep
Up this mess that's festering across the street
To ignore is to implore it to come knocking upon my back door
Still I know there's a shore where there's always more
Of these troubles and shoveling provides no cure
Am I a man to be a rubber band holding much more than I possibly
can
When I finally snap and am set free from the trap
I'll stop myself from looking back
At the tides and the winds as they begin to snack
'Pon the immortal me I'd hoped would stay in my tracks
And when my ways reach the end and there's no nickel left to lend
And I'm told I've got to go back and start again
I will not break, I will not bend I'll just start crying that...
It's so easy (it's so easy) When I look out from my own eyes
And see the world as it's smiling
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2. |
Little Red Wagon
02:57
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I'd like to take you for a ride on my little red wagon today
I'd pick you up in my car but I gave it away
Go fast no I'm moving slow
I need some time to see which way to go
I'm trying to find a new mind to define
What's between you and me
Whoah! Easy round those curves
Hh hh hh ok I'll push you up this hill
But I know the thrill will be over just as soon as we reach the top
'Cause I've been there before and I know the other side is such a fast unsatisfying drop
I'd like to take you for a ride in my little red wagon today
I know you're not a little girl but can you come out and play
Go fast no I'm moving slow
I need some time to see which way to go
I want you near that much is clear
Shucks, I'll even let you steer for awhile
Now, I see that you know the red light means stop
And it's obvious you know that the green light means go
But what you don't seem to understand is that the light is currently on yellow
which means proceed with caution I mean slow
And can we get off this highway onto some easy-paced country road
I'd like to take you for a ride in my little red wagon today
I'd sweep you off upon my horse but he ran away
If you cry whoah! I'll take you home
I'm used to going it all alone
If you cry yes I just might confess riding with you is the best
At this time I'd like to point out there's no brake so can you make sure we're in the clear
I see by that look in your eye you could use a little bit more fear
You see, I've been in so many wrecks and I know it's hard to catch
Ourselves before we get into that crash
But you're not stopping so here we go again
It's Newton's law of objects in motion and it's speeding us to our end
Just take one last look at me and after we can say we'll still be friends
I'd like to take you for a ride on my little green skateboard today
I'd pick you up in my wagon but I threw it away
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3. |
Slept on Rooftops
05:05
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By Nate Corbett (edited by J Roth):
Placid and tattered water show me my reflection
Silent wind and loud moon
You see the seasons are changing and I have forgotten again
I am still the same old new
Gotta get something, gotta get something (but) the moon's still shinin' and the clouds are still rollin'
and I wonder where they're goin' down the back alley of someone's crazy, bright dream time that I wish I was a part of
We slept on rooftops to get closer to the moon
Even my shadow stands taller than I
Worn heart traveling in new shoes
That old lonesome feeling is not so far away,
it is as close as the wind that blows across the spaces in our hearts
when time comes knocking, ticking, falling short...
Roaming the vastness, taming its curves Sowing its bounty into our souls (It's as deep) Deep as nothing at all
The world passed us by and we could not catch it so we built and created, thought of love and we hesitated
Clunk-da-thud there it goes yer watchin' it slip outta yer head
that too good, just right knowin'
and whoever thought that light glow high dry sunshine
would be peekin' through yer window on that mornin'
stealin' away whatever it was you thought you had
We slept on rooftops to get closer to the moon
Even my shadow stands taller than I
Worn heart traveling in new shoes
That old lonesome feeling is not so far away,
it is as close as the wind that blows across the spaces in our hearts
when time comes knocking, ticking, falling short...
(interlude)
We slept on rooftops to get closer to the moon
Even my shadow stands taller than I
Worn heart traveling in new shoes
That old lonesome feeling is not so far away,
it is as close as the wind that blows across the spaces in our hearts
when time comes knocking, ticking, falling short...
Damn you blustery Sunday (even you) snowing in my shoes
Take today back or buy me some candles
(And yet I) Always work for the winter of the world
Always work for the winter of the world
(Should I always be workin' for the winter of the world I feel it comin')
I move like softness herself
this windy soul and all it carries in this world
Desperate to find independence in mortal thought
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4. |
Might as Well Groove
03:20
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Got a fist full of hammers and a pocket full of screws
Might as well groove gotta keep it real loose
There's a chickenbone under m' ribcage and chickenbones in my stew
Might as well groove cock-a-fuckin'-doodle-doo
Samson got my Delilah even with his hair cut in a crew
Might as well groove no salve for the wound nothing left to prove
This old bird's not flying after you
With roses in their holsters Hallmark's painted all the violets blue
Might as well groove check out the true hues
Oil rainbows in the puddle seeping through the holes in my shoes
Might as well groove I know the road to choose
Moon's passed out on my porch with a brown bag full of booze
Might as well groove I don't need no light to see me through
One's more than two when I'm not counting on the likes of you
I've seen it in my face standing in a soup line of disgrace
Droppin' as I walkin' nothin's stoppin' me from hoppin' on that train
Shame has got me laid like old paper in a bird cage
Droppin' as I'm walkin' nothin's stoppin' me from hoppin' on that train
I've been saned and tamed contained and caned
While I've feigned and gained and waned and blamed
Traced your shadow on my wall waitin' for you to call
Droppin' as I talkin' nothin's stoppin' me from hoppin' on that train
Now my get-away car's here steer with fear to face the mirror
Droppin' as I talkin' nothin's stoppin' me from hoppin' on that train
I've been stoned and throned droned and loaned
I've been tied and tried defied and left on the side
Fingers lingered the old crow spat
Now your dog's wearing my hat
Yeah your pain accrues but these blues aren't news
Come on now there's just your soul left to lose
Flim-tinsel Romeo's got my Juliette in a swoon
Might as well groove get on the move
With their dollar store plastic trumpet they're trying to call the tune
Might as well groove ruin's comin' real soon
Chokin' on beef jerky philosophies while the dish beats up the spoon
Might as well groove sun's slidin' down the dune
get out of this cartoon
Spiral 'til it soothes and smooths it all away
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5. |
Little Star
04:16
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Twinkle twinkle little star I used to wonder what you are
Until they caught you with a rocket and put you in my pocket away
Dreaming dreaming little girl Inside your eyes I can see a pearl
Do not fret if those with held breath chance to your depths
just try to keep that pearl safe don't let them steal it away
('Cause) I've seen it too many times before
Empty gazes peering up at me from the eyes' ocean floor
Spinning spinning little Earth some think that life here is such a curse
If my words are like birds I'll be sure to try and cure the serpent we
blamed That ol' snake was framed
Crumple crumple little man look at you poppin' and stretchin' like a
rubber band
In a flurry you start to scurry vision blurry so sure she left you today
That she found a new game to play
I've seen it so many times before
Spinning around trying to find a love that one and only love so pure
What a chore
(interlude)
I've seen it and I'm sure I'll see it again
All of these people turning their beginnings into the bitterest end
Revving revving little car inside of you I could travel far
But on the country road there's gold not sold I don't care if it's cold I'm
walkin' today Say there Mr. Bluebird what have you got to say?
Jingle jangle my coin change your tune is making me deranged
So I'll flip one here and roll one clear and leave the last behind your
ear OK? OK
Cause I've lived it out too many times before
Trying to feed a money purse that's always crying out for more
Twinkle twinkle little star time to let you out of the jar
Send you back on that rocket
please unlock my wonder of what you are...
Wonder what you are...
I'll wonder what you are...
I'll just wonder what you are...
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6. |
Cicadas
02:17
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7. |
Up & Away
06:04
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I was down on the street giving my baby a call
When who should come up to my phone booth but ol' Clark Kent Superman stripping down to his drawers
He says: “ If you'll kindly step aside, I've got the world to save”
I said: “Ah, you know I would but I got my lady on the line
and that's my last dime I just paid”
Well, he proceeded to grab me by the collar and threw me down in
some rubbish by the curb
Then he had the nerve to get on the phone with my old lady and start
to purr
I brushed myself off and then I took him by his red diaper and cape
I gave him a push start into the sky and this I did say:
Take it up, up, up, up and away (x3) Take it away
Cause I don't want you 'round no more Telling me how it should be
Just take the elevator to the top floor
You know the basement is alright by me (Most definitely)
I was sitting with my sweetie, gazing peacefully at the moon
When who should come up but ol' Neil Armstrong wannabe humming
his tune
He says to me: “You can't imagine what it's like up there
“You have no idea what it's like to take a giant step for mankind and
then bound through the air
You can only sit here and stare at that lunar face
You can only dream 'bout what it must be like up there in space”
Well I said: “Yo, Eagleboy are you done landing? Are you about
through? Isn't there some rocket waiting for you?
Cause me, my gal and this here moon got better things to do"
So take it up, up, up, up and away (x3) Take it away
I've given you your time and you've spoken your peace
Lord knows how you've tried to enlighten me
Just go ahead and sail those broad seas
While I sit here swinging in my tree (slightly out of key)
(interlude)
I was touring Olympus when who should I come across but ol'
Aphrodite
She was sipping cocktails on the veranda in her see-through nightie
Truth be told she was looking mighty fine
I said: “Sweet goddess of love would you be mine?”
She scoffed saying: “You need arms and a chest like Heracles to be
my man
“And you could use a haircut and some new threads you're looking
scraggly like Pan
I've briefly glanced through that scrapbook of love you've been
pasting together and oow
Seems to me those mortal weaklings could have fallen for someone
better than you”
I said: “Wait a minute, wait a minute,
if you were a better mother to your son
I would not be such a pin cushion for that little imp and his fun
I may be no prize true but we'll see how much better you do when I
catch that little Eros brat of yours and I send his arrows at you”
So take it up, up, up, up and away (x3) Take it away
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8. |
Onomatopoeia
04:44
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A bee goes buzz, a snake goes hiss, and a pig oink oink and a cow moo moo
But when it comes to humans what's the tongue supposed to do?
Is it Aum? Salo milikim? Hare Hare? Or Amen?
Well, it seems like those words so easily make some folk enemies and others friends
If I knew my own true noise to make you can be sure I'd be letting it through
But for now it's just this rat-a-tat, mishmash, mumble jumble of words
I got coming at you I hope it's pure...
Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia
Well, sometimes the phone's ring-a-ling, the bell's din-a-ling, the alarm's beep beep, the clock's tick tock and the planes going zoom zoom varoom
Have me plodding up the stairs, skidding across the floor, flip flopping across my
bed and hiding in the corner of my room
So I went out to the wilderness to find some peace
Leaves crunch beneath feet, wind goes whoosh, skipping stones splish splash
But always in my head that voice everlasting - speaking that rat-a-tat, mishmash
I hope it's pure
Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia
The bomb goes boom, gun bang bang and bullets zip zip zip
Meanwhile the home front crowd roars as the
player dribbles the ball up court then jump, shoot, swish
Sometimes no feels like no and yes feels like yes
But other times what the correct answer is I can only guess
So clang the kettle, pop the corn, slurp the noodles, sip the coffee and chuck all the waste into great big heaps
As we sigh and we moan and we groan and we giggle and we wail
and we weep and speak that:
Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomatopoeia
Now just how do spell that? It's easy really
You get on a tomato and kick off the 't'
Then you're on a mato: o-n-o-m-a-t-o
Then you invite your friend Poe, Edar Allen
Then you're on a mato with Poe: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e
Then you make the whole thing a country like Albania or Russia or Namibia by putting 'ia' at the end and then you've got:
o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-a
Spell it with me: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-a
Gloria style: o-n-o-m-a-t-o-p-o-e-i-i-i-i-i-a
Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Ono Onomatopoeia
See ya see ya see ya see ya see ya
I wouldn't wanta be ya
Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
If you ain’t speaking that pure Onomato Onomato Ooooo
Onomatopoeia
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9. |
Hats Off to Kevin Keith
04:12
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I wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
Wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did and then we'd move it around
I wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
Wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did and then we'd move it around
Sometimes when you get down
You wind up feeling low
Sometimes when you get down
The knees will wobble
And sometimes when we took it on down
The tweak freaks would think they were wearing the crown
And, you know, to them that mirth-blazing sound
Was something which they tried to confound
Sometimes when we get down
We wind up feeling low
Sometimes when we get down
The feet can stumble
But sometimes when we took it on down
His sax and my six we'd capture the sound
And the tapping feet they'd begin to resound
And out would come our words absurd and profound
And the people they'd stop and say:
“Hey, that sounds OK -
Come on man keep on playin'”
And then–
We'd take everybody away
I wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
Wanna say hats off to Kevin Keith
Gotta say hats off to Kevin Keith
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did
We used to take it on down yes, we did and then we'd move it around
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10. |
The Carpet
06:46
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All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
Hurry up! Thing One and Thing Two are out of their box
And the Oncelers are driving away the Lorax
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
Look at the walls of the room fading away
Let's sail off with Max to where the Wild Things stay
So if the gum won't come off of our shoe
We'll run barefoot all the way to Timbukto
On the way we'll cook up some hearty stone soup
And look up at the stars giving
We'll trick a leprachaun out of his pot of gold
And then we'll catch a ride on the back of the crow
To fly as he does to Robin's men in Sherwood Forest
And with them we'll try living
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
Look here I got Harold's purple crayon
Let's draw the kind of world we want to be living in
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
To the place where the sidewalk ends we'll go
And shake this Yippi-yuk off of our toe
So if this gum won't come off of our shoe
We'll run barefoot all the way to Katmandu
On the way we'll cook up some hearty stone soup
And look up at the stars giving
We'll turn this big ol' 'frigerator box into a spacecraft
Ai Matie! Fly the Jolly Roger up our mast
Catch a ride with Huck, Tom and Jim on a Mississippi raft
And with them try living
Let's shoot a game of pool with Jupiter's moons
Take the yellow submarine to the Atlantis ruins
Oh, how soon I must be leaving
But between the dreams of the night and those of the day
Is a Narnia where we can always stay
I'll meet you there you know the way and once again
We'll start weaving Making and believing Are you believing? Are you believing?
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
We've Bilbo Baggins' eyes to see the hole in Smaug's chest
We've got Bart's black arrow to lay the old worm to rest
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
All aboard! The carpet leaving before moonset
With the brains of the Scarecrow and courage of the Lion
And the heart of the Tim Man we'll keep on trying
If the gum won't come off our bare feet
We'll walk upon our hands all the way to ancient Beijing
And like minstrels for our supper we will sing
And look up at the stars giving
We won't let the Umpa Lumpas dumpity di
As we get lost in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory
With Piglet and Pooh we'll have Cottleston Pie and tea
And down at Pooh's Corner we'll try living
Let's play frisbee with Saturn's rings
As knights be sent questing by noble kings and queens
Ah, the Sandman sings (Sandman sings)
How soon I must be leaving
But between the dreams of the night and those of the day
Is a Rivendell where we can always stay
I'll meet you there you know the way and once again
We'll start weaving Making and believing Are you believing?
Are you believing..?
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