Early Opener
(Faulkner)

[Instrumental]

World Of Pain
(Faulkner)

Your fist
Smashes my face,
Chairs fly all
Over the place,
What a sorry sight!
Fucked up,
Losing my shit.
Your fist
Fattens my lip.
Another Friday night…
I got a bit tight.

I’m in a world of pain.
I’m in a world of pain.
It’s just the same damn thing again.

Big night
Ends with a thud.
Kicked out
Tasting my blood.
I’m a tragic mess.
Daybreak,
Crawl into bed.
Bruised up,
Puffy and red.
It was fun, I guess?
Too drunk to undress.

I’m in a world of pain.
I’m in a world of pain.
I do the same damn things again.
I was a lad insane
Because I took that train
And wound up in a world of pain.

Wounds heal,
Nothing too deep.
Black eye,
I got off cheap.
Any broken bones?
No, I don’t think so.
How did I get home?
And where is my phone?

I’m in a world of pain.
I’m in a world of pain.
It’s just the same damn things again.
You know it hurts my brain,
It really hurts my brain
To wake up in a world of –
A world of pain.

Get Out Of Dodge
(Faulkner)

Why keep hanging ‘round
This two bit, one-horse town?
No one likes us here,
They’ve made that oh-so clear.
This town is narrow-minded, the people here are blinded by hate.
They won’t meet you in the middle and we found out a little too late,
So don’t wait.

So, son,
We’ve gotta cut out and run.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
And beat the setting sun.
Now, it’s been fun
But it’s over and done.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
Before the sheriff comes.

Most folks think that I’m
Living a life of crime
But I’ve done nothing wrong
So I’ll keep singing my own sweet song:
Da-dit-dit ditty-dit, Da-dit-dit-dit, ditty-dum
Da-dit-dit ditty-dit, Da-dit-dit-dit, ditty-dum-de-dum-dum
Dum-de-dum-dum

So, son,
We’ve gotta cut out and run.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
And beat the setting sun.
Now, it’s been fun
But it’s over and done.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
Before the sheriff comes.
Let’s get outta Dodge right now!

Da-dit-dit ditty-dit, Da-dit-dit ditty-dit
Da-dit-dit ditty-dit, Da-dit-dit ditty-dit
Da-dit-dit ditty-dit, Da-dit-dit ditty-dit
Da-dit-dit ditty-dit

This town is narrow-minded and people here are blinded by hate
But they won’t admit it so why don’t we forgit it?
We can’t change their fate.
We’ve got enough on our plate.

So, son,
We gotta cut out and run.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
And beat the setting sun.
Now, it’s been fun
But it’s over and done.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
Before the sheriff comes.
We’ve gotta get out of Dodge
While we still can.

Get out of Dodge while we still can.
Get out of Dodge while we still can.
Get out of Dodge while we still can.
Get out of Dodge while we still can.

Was I Supposed To Care?
(Faulkner)

Now you’re alone.
You should have known
It might turn out this way.
But hold the phone
‘Cause nothing’s set in stone,
The skies are looking grey
But it’s just another day.

No right or wrong.
Time has moved on
And you’ll have to adjust.
It’s dead and gone.
You can’t keep holding on.
It might take some time to trust
But you will – because you must.

It can make you
And it can break you
When your heart is torn in two.
Just need a hand up
To help you stand up
And your friends will get you through.

Those pointless tears,
Frustrated years,
So ended this affair.
No more what ifs
Or lovers’ tiffs,
This was way beyond repair.
It only hurts because you care.
You’ve just gotta care.

So much wasted.
Barely tasted
That sweet life you should have had.
Disenchanted,
Taken for granted,
It’s no wonder you feel sad
‘Cause you’ve got it bad.

Your heart is sore
And feeling raw.
You’ve been beaten black and blue
Like only love can do.
Only love will do.

It can make you,
It can break you
When your heart is torn in two.
Better stand up.
It’s time to man up
‘Cause it’s all that you can do.
If you know what’s good for you.
It’s gonna be good for you.

My Imaginary Friend
(Faulkner)

I can’t understand it.
I can’t understand at all.
I keep going back to our last call.
The silence was loud and clear,
The poisonous atmosphere,
The moment of truth was drawing near.

Now my imaginary friend won’t talk to me.
Can you imagine how that feels?
To be rejected by someone who was not there,
I ought to laugh but the pain is real.

I like to remember,
Look back on the times we had,
How could something good turn out so bad?
It might the help to ease my mind
‘Cause right now I’m flying blind.
So tell me the truth and I’ll be fine.

Now my imaginary friend has gone away
And never answers when I call.
Now I need them they are nowhere to be found.
So were they ever there at all?
Not at all.
No, not at all.

How could I be so naive
Ro think we were thick as thieves?
Caught up in a world of make believe.
Of make believe.

Since my imaginary friend has disappeared
The awful truth has been revealed.
A lifelong friendship vanished in a puff of smoke,
I ought to laugh but the pain is real.
The pain is real.

It’s so real.

Equinox
(Shepherd)

It was a day like today
These pleasures long overdue
It was a day just like this one
An urgency to feel something new.

We cheat our own slender odds
In truth, we know what we are
The deal is closed
In this moment
We’ll build our repertoire
An equinox between near and far…

Winter likes summer ok
Summer meets winter halfway
It was a day like today
Welcome tomorrow today
Pack all your sorrows away
It was a day like today

It was a day like today
6-3-0-3-21
There will be so many chances
Anticipate
The place that I am from
Imagine all the nights yet to come.

Winter likes summer ok
Summer meets winter halfway,
It was a day like today
Welcome tomorrow today
There can be no other way
It was a day like today
A day like today.

You never know what’s coming.

Carry On
(Faulkner)

I doubt myself sometimes but I turned out alright.
I’ve cried myself to sleep, and more than once or twice.

What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on
But carry on.

Some folks are hard to please, they’re never satisfied.
I’l do the best I can, at least I’ll know I tried
But if that’s not good enough, well, I’ll kiss ‘em goodbye.

What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on
But carry on.
Carry on.

We don’t shirk, we don’t shout, and we get the business done.
If they don’t listen we will still carry on.

I doubt myself sometimes but I turned out alright.
I’ll take one on the chin,
Then I’ll stand and fight.
I’ll fight.

What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on.
What a way to carry on.
But carry on.
Carry on.

We don’t shirk, we don’t shout, we just carry on.

I Come From Your Future
(Shepherd)

You had your fun. So it shall end.
Now you are done. Never again.
This here’s a fact you can’t deny
Under attack you will comply

Souls in a carnival
Heaving about you
Best you accept it
I’m leaving without you

From the future
I come from your future.

All you desire is out on loan
All that you love long overgrown
It was a dream, kiss it good-bye
We reign supreme.
You gonna fry.

Pray to your god
If you hold that delusion
Fall to your knees
I enjoy your confusion

Here I come
From your future baby
Future events such as these
Will affect you in the future.
Now. Right now.
I am your future.

Don’t Try To Save My Soul
(Faulkner)

I didn’t know what time it was
The moment I was born,
I only knew the time was right
On that October morn.
I landed here without a plan,
I opened up my eyes,
And pretty soon I figured out
I’d won the booby prize.

Don’t try to save my soul,
Don’t try to save my soul.
I only did what I had to do,
Don’t try to save my soul.

What is the word I’m looking for?
One everybody knows?
Up to now it’s eluded me,
Was never even close.
I don’t know if it exists,
I know it can’t be bought,
And when I got a taste of it
It wasn’t what I thought.

Don’t try to save my soul,
Don’t try to save my soul.
I only did what I had to do,
Don’t try to save my soul.
I spent my life in cruise control,
Don’t try to save my soul.
I’m going deeper down the rabbit hole,
Don’t try to save my soul.

There is a place called happiness
They said, “Go seek it, boy.”
They didn’t tell me where to look
To find the real McCoy.
I stumbled ‘round for nigh on 40 years
To work out who I am,
Now I ain’t gonna change for anyone
‘Cause I don’t give a damn.

Don’t try to save my soul,
Don’t try to save my soul.
I only did what I had to do,
Don’t try to save my soul.
Don’t try to topple my totem pole,
Don’t try to save my soul.
Now I’m a slave for rock and roll
So you can’t save my soul.

You can’t save my soul.

Settle Down
(Faulkner)

Ain’t it time to settle down?
I should settle down.
Get my feet on solid ground.
I can’t keep chasing my own tail,
That story’s getting stale,
So I might hit the dusty trail.

There ain’t no fun left in this town
No fun left in this town
I only get the runaround
Only get the runaround
Maybe it’s time to settle down?

One by one, my friends have gone,
Yes, they’ve upped and gone.
They’ve found new lives on Amazon.
No smiley face emoticon, I won’t see them anon
So I’m left here to soldier on.

The autumn leaves are turning brown
All the the leaves are brown
I watch them falling to the ground
They’re piling up on soggy ground
They know it’s time to settle down.

I should settle down.

Those friendly faces, once adored…
Not many anymore.
They got old so get ignored.

There ain’t no fun left in this town.
No fun left in this town
I only get the runaround
Only get the runaround
Maybe it’s time to settle down?

Ain’t it time to settle down?
I should settle down.
Yes, it’s time to settle down.
I should settle down.

I should settle down.

Got To Get You Out Of My Life
(Faulkner)

You’re holding court in the cocktail bar,
Tell all the world just how great you are,
Take centre stage like a superstar,
You’ve done it all, there’s no doubt.
There’s no doubt.
Your endless stories are just too much
They all involve meeting such-and-such
You must excuse me if I lose touch,
You can include me out.
Yes, I’m out.

Got to get you out of my life.
You are not my lover, you can’t be my wife.
Afraid to turn my back ‘cause you’re holding a knife.
That’s not right.
We’d better say goodnight.

We had a friendship that went way back
But I got tired of always dodging flak
Now you amuse like a heart attack
You put me down and I’m out.
Yes, I’m out.

I’ve got to get you out of my life.
You are not my lover, you can’t be my wife.
Afraid to turn my back ‘cause you’re holding a knife.
So much strife.
That’s right.
One on one, we seem to be fine
But when we’re in a crowd you keep losing your mind.
Instead of catching up, let’s try leaving behind
‘Cos it’s time
I got you out of my life.

Got to get you out of my life
You’ll never be my lover – and never my wife
Afraid to turn my back ‘cause you’re holding a knife
That’s not nice.
Not – not nice
I’m trying to keep you out of my hair.
This ugly situation is leading nowhere.
You’re dancing ‘round the truth like a young Fred Astaire,
I declare
That now I just don’t care.
I just don’t care.

You’re out of my life.
You can stay out of my life.
Got to get you out of my life.

Crackin’ Up
(Faulkner)

Ever since this troubled world began
Every woman and man
Trying to find asome purpose in their lives,
A way to survive.
And I’m the same,
I’m not ashamed:
Riddle’s my middle name.
I’m not a saint,
I’ve got no complaints:
There’s a lot of worse things I ain’t.

I’m crackin’ up.

People wanna put their tag on you,
Define what you do,
And you might enjoy some small renown
But it’s hard to live down.
Stuck in a mould,
Do what you’re told,
A product that’s bought and sold,
Made out of straw.
Sentenced before
The Court Of Unwritten Law.

I won’t stand for it so I am
Crackin’ up.
I’ve got no time for it so I am
Crackin’ up.

Though I hide behind a cool facade
I can’t drop my guard,
Almost made myself a nervous wreck
Keeping feelings in check.
You’ve gotta perform,
Stick to the norm,
Wishing you were never born.
You’ve gotta behave,
Facing looking brave,
And you’ll dig yourself an early grave.

A Few Home Truths
(Faulkner)

1. Easy come and easy go are easy words to say
But when I think of you and me it’s hard to feel that way
Though you’ve gone you still think you’re welcome here.
I’ve moved on. You are not my puppeteer, my dear.

If my doorbell rings you’ll learn a few unpleasant things
And you can’t pull my strings for sympathy:
A few home truths is all you’ll get from me.

2. I’ve heard tell the one your with now drives you up the wall
(You} made your choice so live with that, we’re grown-ups, after all.
And you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
Made your bed, so you know what you can do? You do, don’t you?

So don’t lean on me, I’ll disappoint you constantly
It’s best we if agree to disagree.
A few homes truths is all you’ll get from me.

Though you’ve gone you expect a welcome here
I’ve moved on, you can’t play the puppeteer, my dear.

3. Once upon a time we met when I was still naîve,
We became a fairytale I wanted to believe,
What I took for magic were some cheap tricks up your sleeve.
But the ball always ends when it strikes twelve
And the cold light of day broke every spell, oh well.

Your black magic fails and your routine is growing stale
So take your fairytales to someone new.
Make these home truths my parting gift to you.

Are You Sleeping?
(Faulkner)

I’m alone
And it’s late.
Should I call?
Are you sleeping?

You are gone
For too long.
I’m so tired
Are you sleeping?

You’re so far
But you’re close
In my thoughts.
Are you sleeping?

I know I’ve felt this way before
But I can’t take it anymore.
Anymore.

I’m still here
By the phone,
Missing you.
Are you sleeping?

Hurry back
When you can.
Until then,
I’ll be dreaming.
I’ll be dreaming.

Burnt Orange
(Faulkner)

When I was seventeen
My blood was gasoline
No matter where I turned
I got my fingers burned
I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

Then I turned twenty-one
No fear of anyone
I always let ’em know
If they were friend or foe
I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

I remember very well.
Way back then I went through hell.

Always thought
I was smart,
Never played it from the heart.

I never listened to
My better’s point of view
And though I wish I had
It ain’t turned out so bad.
I wouldn’t go back there if I could.

Don’t ever go back there again.

I Hope It Makes You Happy
(Faulkner)

I have a friend who’s gone and joined some crazy new religion
He’s so caught up that he don’t know which way is up.
You know the saying that “there’s no saint like a former sinner”
Now he’s evangelising everyone he meets
Including me.

I hope it makes you happy,
I hope it makes you feel real good
I hope it makes you happy
But even then you’d better knock on wood.
Now let it be understood.
I wanna be understood.

Another girl I know loves hanging with cosmetic surgeons,
She’s on a first-name-basis with the cutting edge.
Now she’s addicted to the thrill of multiple procedures,
Looks in a mirror but she doesn’t see herself.
There’s no-one else!

My neighbour’s getting into transcendental meditation.
He’s found the inner-peace that many of us seek.
But I’m not cut out for this life of quiet contemplation
‘Cos when I navel-gaze I only turn up lint.
Well, it makes you think…

Can I get a witness?

Ashamed Of Me
(Faulkner)

I’ll try to be simple,
I’ll try to speak plain.
I’m kinda damaged
And cannot be trained.

I’m so ashamed of me.

Not trying to be clever (‘cos)
I’ve never been smart
But I’m feeling shaky,
And I’m falling apart.

I’m not trying to be humble
And I’m not being coy.
My ego just crumbled,
It’s almost destroyed.

So try to be gentle,
I need some support.
I shouldn’t be asking
But I’ve come up short.

I want to get better.
I hope and I pray
I’ll get it together
One of these days.

I’m so ashamed of me.

What’s In It For Me?
(Faulkner)

What’s in it for me?
You don’t get nothing free.
You stand and shake your tin,
It gets under my skin.
I might see what I can do
In another year or two.

Let me see: what’s in it for me?
‘Cos you don’t – don’t get nothing free.
Can you stop? You keep after me
But I’m not – not a charity.

Now you’re back again
Just like a long-lost friend
With your sorry tale of woe
But no-one wants to know.
Just give us a rest!
You’re making me depressed.

Gotta run, I’m a busy man
And I’ve done everything I can
But you keep stickin’ out your hand.
Pardon me, you’re in Disneyland.

And I know you’ll think it’s strange,
Yes, I know you’ll think it’s strange
But I don’t have any change.
So no change.

I’ll tell you this for free:
Don’t waste your breath on me.
I’ve heard it all before.
Philanthropy’s a bore!

Charity!
What’s in it for me?

Over Nothing
(Faulkner)

Some friendships end out of hate
And hasty words spoken in anger.
A rush of blood to the head
The swords are drawn in heated battle.
But when the feuding has passed
It leaves no-one unscathed,
Only wounded.

Some friendships end from neglect,
A thoughtless mind’s preoccupation.
They cannot hope to survive
Amid busy lives of self-obsession.
And so must wither and die.
That’s how some friendships end
But not this one.
No, not this one.

Knowing you the way I do
I truly believed that somehow we’d pull through
Hadn’t we both seen it all?
We faced the world, together we stood tall
Together we stood tall,
You and I stood tall.

Some friendships end in regret:
A trust betrayed, too freely given.
That is the worst way they end.
But then some friendships end
Over nothing.
Over nothing.

Though it’s true not all friendships last
I always thought that ours was different.
You brought the best out in me.
How did our friendship end?
How did it ever end
Over nothing?
Over nothing?

You’ve Got Another Thing Coming
(Shepherd)

You can freak out if you want to, and I don’t mind
Even sneak out if you want to, and I don’t mind
But it quickly passes through me, so I don’t mind
And it don’t mean nothin’ to me.

If you think I care,
You’ve got another thing coming.

You can cop out if you want to, and I don’t mind
Dirty stop-out if you want to, and I don’t mind
It’s your last chance to abuse it, so I don’t mind
There ain’t no chance I’ll excuse it

If you think I care,
You’ve got another thing coming.

That’s the way I operate
I’m the man you love to hate.

You can ride yourself a coach fare, and I don’t mind
One way to precisely nowhere, and I don’t mind
You won’t find yerself no saviour, so I don’t mind
You’d be doing me a favour

If you think I care,
You’ve got another thing coming.

Only In America
(Faulkner)

A preacher’s thumping his bible
And praying on the suicidal.
He’ll lead us all to salvation
For a small remuneration.
So touch your screen
And become clean
And you’ll own everything you’ve ever dreamed.

Can you feel the pulse of America?
There is nowhere else like America.
See it for yourself in America.
You could only be in America.

Only in America.

A young man crosses the border
He’s searching for the New World Order
He ended up in a sweatshop
Prosperity would be his next stop.
But 12-hour days on
Minimum wage
Have made him nothing but a new world slave.

Can you feel the pulse of America?
There is nowhere else like America.
See it for yourself in America.
You could only be in America.

Only in America.

Somebody Take Me Home
(Shepherd/Faulkner)

You can’t smoke in barrooms – what’s the difference?
‘Cause this place is as dingy as before.
I hope a friendly face comes to my rescue,
And good fortune walks in smiling through the door.

Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
Get me out of here.
Somebody better take me home tonight.

This old barstool’s always glad to see me,
The whiskey bottle winks and says hello
But we all know know before this night is over
My old friends can’t wait to see me go.

Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
Get me out of here.
Somebody better take me home tonight.

Somebody better take me home.

Misery loves company, so they tell you
And needs a sympathetic ear from time to time
But what I need I won’t find in this bar room:
I’m looking for my true partner in crime.

Ain’t somebody gonna take me home tonight?
Get me out of here.
Somebody better take me home tonight.

Somebody better take me home.

Let Me In
(Shepherd/Faulkner)

I’m just tryin’ to make connection
We’re heading in the same direction
But if you want perfection, I ain’t the one.
Am I passing your inspection?
Another one for your collection.
If you have no objection, we could have fun.

Let me in,
Come on and let me in.
Let me in!

You’re the kind who craves attention
And I’m not one to break convention
Did I already mention we could have fun?
I’m a master of invention
With a cure for hypertension
Before I claim the pension, let’s get it done!

Let me in.
Come on and let me in.
Let me in!

Can I make a lewd suggestion?
I’m in need of decongestion
If there are no more questions, let’s get it done.
I’m not here to make confession
But I rely on your discretion,
Now, I’m no Charlton Heston but I’ve got a gun.
Yeah, I’m no Charlton Heston but I’ve got a gun.

Let me in.
Come on and let me in.
Let me in!

Evening Shade
(Faulkner)

I am haunted
By a thought I can’t explain
It’s all different
But the world still looks the same.
I see them walking around on a sunny day
I feel alone in the crowd wearing winter grey.

There’s been changes
Nothing’s as it used to be.
No-one listens
And they don’t appear to see.
The life I have isn’t one I would ever choose.
The look on everyone’s face seems to say “J’accuse”.

The dying sun is sinking low.
I’m clinging to the afterglow.
And evening shade comes creeping slow
But I’ve got nowhere else to go.

There’s a stillness
A sense of unreality
I’m in mourning
For the man I used to be.

The place I’m in is not my own
But this is all I’ve ever known.
I face the evening shade alone.

I am haunted
By a thought I can’t explain
It’s all different
But the world still looks the same.
Looks the same.
Looks the same,
It looks the same.
The same.

Why So Sad?
(Faulkner)

Does anyone know how it feels
To sacrifice your high ideals?
You’ve been a fool and that’s the truth,
Thinking your heart was bulletproof.

Why so sad, little girl?
What you had, little girl
Turned out bad, little girl
Little girl.

You don’t need self-help books to know
The proper time for letting go
I couldn’t say the grass is green
But can’t be worse than where you’ve been.

Why so sad, little girl?
What you had, little girl
Turned out bad, little girl
Little girl.
Though you tried, little girl,
Something died, little girl,
Wounded pride, little girl,
Little girl.

Nobody ever wants to lose
But we don’t get to pick and choose.
Should they have warned you in advance
That you don’t get a second chance?

Even so, little girl,
Let it go, little girl,
‘Cos you’re no little girl,
Little girl..
Take it slow, little girl
And lay low, little girl,
But you’re no little girl,
Little girl.

1968
(Shepherd/Faulkner)

1968
Listen for sounds that resonate
Everything new is out-of-date
Coming down fast and I can’t wait
You’re gonna be late
You’re gonna be late.

1968
Nowhere on earth to escape.
Rock ‘n’ roll planet going ape
Everyone’s bent all out of shape
You’re gonna be late?
Now, is it too late?
1968
Now is it too late?
Now, is it too late?

1969
Is looming in the mists of time
1970
Is gonna be the death of me.

1968
Getting high from the smoke grenades,
Anarchists storm the barricades.
Paris in flames – all hope fades.
But is it too late?
Ain’t never too late.

1966
We’re turning on and turning tricks
1965
We was on The Strip
Getting swingers hip
To the ride of their lives.

1968
Motor City Five, Apollo 8
Rock ‘n’ roll planet goin’ ape
It’s coming down fast and I can’t wait
It’s never too late.
It’s never too late.
1968

The Stars Look Down
(Faulkner)

I made a paper plane
And threw it into space.
It seemed to float forever.
No telling where it went,
Snatched by a sudden breeze
It sails the wide, blue yonder.
I know my aeroplane
Fell back to earth again
But I pretend
It never.

One moonless, summer night,
We’ll lie back counting stars,
Like diamonds on black velvet.
We’ll see the satellites
Fly past The Southern Cross
And laugh as they observe us.
Somewhere a river flows
And whispers in the dark
A story near-eternal.
It speaks of mountain rain,
Valleys and open plains
And hungers for
The ocean.

I don’t wanna die.

Tonight, the setting sun
Blood-stained this ragged day
And left our hopes in tatters
But then the twilight came
And covered up our shame
Without a trace of pity.
Always the stars look down,
The heavens never care,
They only watch, unblinking.

I don’t wanna die.

I made a paper plane
And threw it into space.

Chop
(Faulkner)

You’re beautiful, don’t you know?
This wonderful inner glow.
I want you to feel it too,
Here’s the thing that you should do:
Charlie Pride is just outside
To take you for a ride.

I can’t cop too much chop,
Somebody starts copping it.
Out on top, yeah, too much chop,
I’ve gotta start stopping it soon.
Soon. Soon.
I’ve gotta stop soon.

One minute you’re white as chalk
Then suddenly you must talk.
Tell me all about yourself:
You can think of nothing else.
All you know is you’re on show,
Let everybody blow.

I can’t cop too much chop,
Somebody starts copping it.
Out on top, yeah, too much chop.
I’ve gotta start stopping it soon.
Soon. Soon.
I’ve gotta stop real soon.
Soon. Soon.
I gotta stop soon.

Shut it up. Shut it!
Shut it up. Shut it!
Just keep your big mouth closed.
Shut it up. Shut it!
You’re getting up my nose.
Shut it up. Shut it!
Just keep it closed.

Feeling fine, just get in line
If you are a friend of mine.
Here’s your sleigh, it’s Christmas Day,
And everything’s okay.
Everything’s okay.

It’s okay.

I can’t cop, yeah!
too much chop.
I’ve gotta stop, gotta stop!
Out on top, hey, too much chop.
I’ve gotta stop real soon.
Soon. Soon.
I’ve gotta stop real soon.
Soon. Soon.
I’ve gotta stop real soon.
I can’t cop it.
Too much, too much…

Sour Grapes
(Faulkner)

You get a lot of that now,
You get a lot of that nowadays.
People putting you down
‘Cause they’re sucking on sour grapes.
They oughta know by now
Can’t they get it through their heads I am not what they think that I am?
Oughta know by now
Can’t they get it through their heads I am not what they think?

Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
Let them go, run your own show and keep your powder dry.

They say it takes all kinds
But to me it seems such a waste
‘Cause it’s the bitterest kind of wine,
I don’t know how they can stand it’s taste.

They oughta know by now
I ain’t gonna jump through hoops just to please anyone anyhow.
Oughta know by now
I ain’t gonna jump through hoops just to please anyone.

Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
They don’t know their eyes are closed but mine are open wide.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Ah, yeah.

They oughta know by now
I ain’t gonna lose much sleep wondering when they’ll wake up to themselves.
They oughta know right now
I ain’t gonna lose much sleep wondering when they’ll wake up.
When will they wake up?

Even though their sights are low I’m keeping my aim high.
Let them go, run your own show and keep your powder dry.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.

Nothing’s Changing My Life
(Faulkner)

Like taking candy from a little girl,
It’s not hard to make me cry.
There is no Santa Claus or Tinkerbell
Making magic in my life.
(Can you be content where you are?)
I wanna try everything at least once in my life.
(Don’t you think you’ve gone a bit far?)
Why, never mind, in a little while you know I might
Change my mind.

Nothing’s changing my life,
I think I’d better change my mind.
Nothing’s changing my life,
I feel a bit left behind.
Nothing’s changing my life
But they’re changing the times,
Nothing is changing mine.

I have no patience for the common man
But that isn’t you or me.
The commonplace I’ve heard of secondhand
And that’s where we’ll never be.
(Don’t you think you’ve gone a bit far?)
I wanna be truly open for once in my life.
(When you fall it’s gonna be hard!)
I disagree, I’ve been hoping if I get the chance
I won’t think twice.

Nothing’s changing my life,
I think I’d better change my mind.
Nothing’s changing my life,
I feel a bit left behind.
Nothing’s changing my life
But they’re changing the times,
Nothing is changing mine.

Don’t say that it’s all I deserve.
Someday I’m gonna summon the nerve
And face you unafraid
And call a spade a spade
And not just stand and wait
Expecting to serve.

Nothing’s changing my life.
Nothing’s changing my life.
Nothing’s changing my life
But they’re changing the times,
Nothing is changing mine.
Nothing’s changing my life,
I think I’d better change my mind.
Nothing’s changing my life,
I feel a bit left behind.
Nothing’s changing.
But they’re changing the times,
Nothing is changing…
They’re not changing.

#17
(Faulkner)

May I remind you,
May I remind you that you are through
Being the fresh blood (face).
Everyone’s seen the tricks you get up to.

It’s so nice, it’s so cold:
Your #17.
It’s so soft, it’s so bold:
Your #17.

You have a taste for
Something you liked so very long ago.
Nothing can equal
Blazing a trail through fields of virgin snow.

It’s so warm, it’s so sweet:
Your #17.
It’s so firm, it’s so neat:
Your #17.

You feel cold,
You’re a whiter shade of pale.
Truth be told:
Hellhounds on your trail.
There goes your final nail.

Love is a strange bird,
Taking us places we can never dream.
Hard to imagine
How does it feel in someone else’s skin?

It’s so cruel, it’s so new:
Your #17.
It’s so fresh, it’s all through:
Your #17.

You’ve been told,
It was in a silent way,
You’re too old
To go on this way.
You really should behave
Or face an early grave.

There ain’t a damn thing
I’ll ever say to make you change your mind.
So take your fancy
Knowing tomorrow is another time.

It’s so nice, it’s so cold:
Your #17.
It’s so soft, it’s so bold:
Your #17.
It’s so warm, it’s so sweet:
Your #17.
It’s so firm, it’s so neat:
Your #17. Your #17.
Your #17. Your #17.
Your #17. Your #17.

Domino
(Faulkner)

I’m getting out of here (move up a gear now),
I’ve gotta get away.
That’s it! It’s quitting time, I’ll split to find me
A bit of space to play.

Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.

Nothing can stop me now: I’m gonna opt out,
I won’t be coming back.
No-one’ll miss me here, I’m disappearing
And heading down the track.

Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
Domino, we should be hitting the road.

Just last Saturday, I was pretty shattered,
A Church Of Latter Day Saints man at my door:
Now, need I say more?
He’s bible-bashing me in the old fashion,
He’s still rehashing the cause of ancient strife.
So, call me next life.

Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.

What, me worry? I’m in no big hurry.
My time is not money so I’ve got lots to spend.
I’m starting a trend.
We’ll always treasure these moments together,
It’s been a real pleasure to get to know you well.
Let’s find a motel.

So that’s where it’s at, I’ve had it with the rat race:
It’s paradise or bust!
I’m loose as a goose, to follow me, it’s useless,
You won’t see me for dust.

Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
Domino, we should be hitting the road.
Domino, I’m packed and ready to go.
Domino.
Domino oh oh.

When You Get To California
(Faulkner)

I used to think I was on my own.
I used to think I was fully grown.
Yeah, well everyone thinks they’ve got it down cold
And I guess I’m like anyone,
But that was before I was unknown.

You’ll know when you get to California,
Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
You’ll know when you get to California,
Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.

The life that I had back in New York
Was happy enough, or so I always thought.
Yeah, I made a new friend who opened my eyes
To what’s inside of everyone
And now I can see I was all talk.

You’ll know when you get to California.
Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
You’ll know when you get to California.
Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.
You’ll know when you get to California,
And while the planets turn I’m gonna live –
And I’ll learn.

Yeah, well everyone thinks they’ve got it down cold
And I guess I’m like anyone
But that was before I was unknown.

You’ll know when you get to California,
Darling Clementine, it’s a state of mind.
You’ll know when you get to California,
Freedom’s in the air and it’s waiting there.
You’ll know when you get to California,
And while the planets turn I’m gonna live –
And I’ll learn.

When you get to California.
California.

You’ll know when you get to California,
And while the planets turn I know I’m gonna live.

This One’s For The Ladies
(Shepherd)

She’s the Sweetheart of the Inner West
And it would be my pleasure,
To make her very happy
But she’s someone else’s treasure,
Well ain’t a fella bound to dream
Of when this life was leisure?
She’s forgotten who I am.

You say you had no choice
The timbre of her voice
What diabolic noise!
My friend, you’re mocking fate
You took the bait.

Guilty admission, the power of suggestion
Never an answer to follow the question
This one is for the ladies.

The face you recognise
The phosphorescent lies
The superficial prize
She won’t require proof
Ain’t that the truth.

What if you were left behind?
What if she would change her mind?
Yes, her deep commitment stings
People say the darndest things.

The burning in your bones
The monumental jones
It’s abstract to conceive
Thus: Rosabelle, believe.

Guilty admission, the power of suggestion
Never an answer to follow the question
So without exception-
This one is for the ladies…yeah…

Girls On Top
(Faulkner)

Girls on top, boys are not.
If the kitchen gets too hot
Get out while you’ve got the chance.
Who’s wearing the pants?

Girls on top, boys are not.
And while you’re still in shock
She’s booking the honeymoon.
Prepare for your doom
According to Mills and Boon.

She is your friend,
I’ll say it again:
She is your friend,
But where will it end?

Understand: you’re a man,
She has got the upper hand.
You’d better be on your guard,
She’s making it hard
And she’s holding all the cards.

She is your friend,
I’ll say it again:
She is your friend,
But where will it end?

Now where will it end?

Girls on top, Boys are not.
And now the penny’s dropped
Try taking it on the chin.
Yeah, you’d better give in
And maybe you’ll save your skin.

She is your friend,
I’ll say it again:
She is your friend.
I’ll say it again,
Yeah, I’ll say it again:
She is your very best friend
But where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end?

Dead Sea
(Faulkner)

I saw God on the mountain
In some burning bushes.
I heard God in the desert
In a cave of whispers.
Moving over the water,
Gathering the fishes.
Watching sheep in the meadow
While the shepherds slumbered.

I know that it really means nothing.
I know that it never can happen.

People reading The Bible
Like it’s holy scripture.
Taking words out of context,
Now devoid of meaning.
Using heaven for hatred –
Almost universal.
Ignorance is The Devil,
Knowledge was the first sin.

I know that it really means nothing.
I know that it never can happen.
I know that it really means nothing.
I know that it never can happen.

Why won’t anyone listen
When the Prophet’s talking?
No more miracle-makers,
Not since television.
Damned to live in the present,
This eternal moment.
Blessed gift of existence,
Clinging to a mystery.

I know that it really means nothing.
I know that it never can happen.
I know it really means nothing.
I know it never can…
It never can happen.

I know.

Isolation
(Faulkner)

What’s your pleasure? Throw the dice.
Name your poison, name your price.
Public figure – secret vice.
Infotainment sacrifice.

Whatever do you want?
We’ll give you what you want.
We’ll give you what you want.
Whatever do you want?
You want – we give!
We give – you want!

You from me: isolation!
Quarantine: isolation!
Refugee: isolation!
Apathy: isolation!

Feed the hungry: give ’em cake!
Suck the nipple of the state.
Are you happy, safe at home,
All-consuming on your own?

Whatever do you want?
We’ll give you what you want.
We’ll give you what you want.
Whatever do you want?
You want – we give!
We give – you want!

You from me: isolation!
Quarantine: isolation!
Refugee: isolation!
Apathy: isolation!

Isolation.
Penetration.
All across the united nations.
Isolation.
Penetration.
All across the united nations.

Constant washing of the brain
Keeps the people entertained.
March of progress, art of war.
Welcome back to feudal law.

Whatever do you want?
We’ll give you what you want.
We’ll give you what you want.
Whatever do you want?
You want – we give!
We give – you want!

You from me: isolation!
Quarantine: isolation!
Refugee: isolation!
Apathy: isolation!
You from me. Quarantine.
Refugee. Apathy.

Isolation.
Penetration.
All across the united nations.
Isolation.
Penetration.
All across the united nations.

The Mighty Have Fallen
(Faulkner)

We were talking and remarking
The mighty have fallen.
They’re knocking ’em down.
Open season, there’s just no pleasin’,
It’s practically treason
To win in this town.

I never wanted to be
Part of their petit bourgeoisie.
How low, how low,
How low can you go?
How low, how low,
How low can you go?

Bad relations, sad occasions.
Unfriendly persuasion –
“Just look at the time!”
False impressions, endless questions.
The least indiscretions
Are capital crime.

Though you’re important to me
You don’t get open sesame.
How low, how low,
How low can you go?
How low, how low,
How low can you go?

But you’re no better than me.
Don’t tell me how it’s meant to be.
How low, how low,
How low can you go?
How low, how low,
How low can you go?
How low, how low,
How low can you go?
How low, how low,
How low can you go?

The Good Son
(Faulkner)

Oh, man! He’s such a good son.
Mama, see what your fine boy’s done:
Killer, murdered that bad man.
Got caught. Wasn’t that sad?
Wasn’t that real sad?

What a good, good son!
Hold on, hold on.
The good one.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold On!

See him on television,
Watch him being dragged to prison.
Poor boy! Lawyers have framed him.
Fifteen seconds of fame,
Thinks we’ll know his name.

What a good, good son!
Hold on, hold on.
A good one.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on.
People, hold on!
Hold on.

He said he was sorry, he could not help it.
They told him, “Don’t worry, you’ll make it out one day.
Yeah, one day.
Enjoy your time in Long Bay!”

“Hey, boy! Was that a good book?”
Cellmate’s giving you a long, hard look.
Dahmer, you’re in his fanclub.
You’re sad – wrong in the head!
Might be better off dead.

What a good, good son!
Hold on, hold on.
A good one.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on.
People, hold on!
Hold on.

Penelope’s Lullaby
(Shepherd)

Softly drift away
My little sleepy head
Make a secret wish
You’re safe and warm in bed
Here’s a tiny kiss
I’m here to tuck you in

Fall asleep…

Stars and fairy dust
Are jewels upon the sky
Dance beyond the clouds
You’re like a firefly
Sweetly now I sing
A gentle lullaby

Fall asleep…

It is time now that all good girls and boys
Close their eyes, and dream…

Set your cares afloat
Across the Milky Way
For tomorrow is
Another lovely day
But for now, goodnight
And softly drift away

Fall asleep…

Big Deal
(Shepherd / Faulkner)

I’m just trying to do the best I can,
If you don’t approve that’s just too bad.
I’ll get by somehow
While you watch from your ivory tower.
See, how you feel is no big deal to me.

Do you think that I will just stand by
While you pontificate from up on high?
Your words fall on deaf ears,
No-one’s heard of you down here.
So turn cartwheels, its no big deal to me.

Though you pour your scorn on all below
No-one cares so there’s nowhere to go.
Let go!
Let go!

One day soon you’ll have to understand
You cannot dictate the way I am.
I could talk to you
But I’ve got better things to do
And how you feel is no big deal to me.
Yeah, how you feel is no big deal to me.
How you feel is no big deal to…
Me.

No big deal.
Yeah, you’re no big deal.
Yeah, skip it.

Down On Me
(Faulkner)

I’ve been going through hell
And it’s starting to tell.
Wanna stand up and yell,
I wish I had a soul to sell.

All I see is down on me.
I don’t need down on me.
Everybody is down on me.
Get out of my tree,
Stop crowding me!

Ain’t it always the way
How people treat you today?
Fuck you over and say,
“Now go and have a real nice day!”

They must be down on me.
Can’t you see: down on me,
I don’t need them down on me
Let me breathe,
Stop drowning me!

They must be down on me.
He and she, down on me.
My family is down on me,
Even Mr. T is down on me!

‘Cos I’m doing it tough
I thought of turning to drugs.
But there is never enough
To keep my problems beneath the rug.

L.S.D., down on me!
P.C.P., down on me!
T.H.C., down on me!
M.S.G., down on me!
X.T.C., down on me!
F.A.B., down on me!
R.I.P., down on me!
M.T.V., go down on me!

Mine
(Faulkner)

I want for nothing,
Yeah, I got it all.
I’m a superhuman
And I’m ten feet tall.
I’m truly perfect
In every way
And, like Alexander,
I feel great!

It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.
It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.

You’re a living legend –
Only in your mind.
(I would never tell you
But I’m feeling kind).
You’re nothing special
You would agree,
And you’re so lucky
To know me.

It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.
It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.

I keep improving
Like vintage wine.
Come and taste it –
Get in line.

It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.
It’s all mine
It’s all mine, yeah.
It’s all mine.
Mine, my, my, mine.

Waking Up Tired
(Shepherd / Faulkner)

Oh, the nights are long
And I’m so tired of waking up tired,
Man, they just drag on and on
And I’m so tired of waking up tired.

The company I’m keeping
Won’t let me get my sleep in.

Oh, I hate the light
And I’m so tired of waking up tired.
The morning sun is getting way too bright
And I’m so tired of waking up tired.

If I was worth a fortune
I’d never leave my bedroom
I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.

Oh, I have to go
But I’m so tired of waking up tired.
The lights are on but there is no-one home
‘Cos I’m so wired from waking up tired.

I need a good vacation
Away from all this recreation.
I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.
Blankets pulled up to my ears, safe and sound.

I need a month of Sundays
To help me cope with Mondays,

Oh, I’m late again
And I’m so tired, might even get fired.
I could blame it on a cancelled train
But I won’t try it, I know they won’t buy it.

If I was worth a fortune
I’d never leave my bedroom until next June!
I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.
Blankets pulled up to my ears, safe and sound.
I just wanna stay right here, safe and sound.

Please Yourself
(Faulkner)

I don’t like to interfere
But I’ve gotta say I’ve “had it up to here”,
I always hate to find you crying in your beer.
You and her have had a fight,
Well, that seems to happen every other night.
She thinks nothing that you do is ever right.
Is that right?

You’re gonna make her walk
The more you try to crawl.
If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.

Man to man, I think its sad,
You think happiness depends on feeling bad.
Now I see why she’s the best you’ve ever had.
And you want more of the same.
Truth be told, you both enjoy this little game
But when it ends you’ll only have yourself to blame.
That’s the shame.

If you don’t take a stand
You’re bound to take a fall.
If you won’t help yourself you’ll help no-one at all.
So, please yourself.
Please yourself.

I don’t want to pick a side.
You both do whatever gets you through the night
But you’d better take this chance to put it right.
Get it right.
Get it right.

You’re gonna make her walk
The more you try to crawl.
If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.
No-one at all.
If you don’t love yourself you’ll love no-one at all.
No-one at all.
So, please yourself.

You’re gonna make her walk
The more you try to crawl.
If you don’t please yourself you’ll please no-one at all.
No one at all.
If you don’t love yourself you’ll love no one at all.
No one at all.
So, please yourself.
Please yourself.

If Only…
(Faulkner)

If I only knew what I know
I would not have done what I did.
You said all along I was wrong
But I went and did it anyway.
Yes, I went and did it anyway.

But if only…
You should listen.
But if only…
Stop and think.

I was in control, so I thought,
With a foolproof plan – what a joke!
Proving what a fool I can be
As it all exploded in my face.
Whatever made me do it anyway?

But if only…
Time’s a-wasting,
But if only
Just move on.
But if only…
No use chasing
But if only…
What is gone.

Oh, you sentimental fool,
You’re finding out life can be cruel,
You cannot bend the rules.
Oh, you sentimental fool,
You find some coal and think that you’ll
Create a precious jewel.
You sentimental fool!

But if only…
Something ventured,
But if only…
Nothing gained.
But if only…
You were captured
But if only…
By your game.

Oh, you temperamental fool,
You’ve got to keep your engine cool,
You’re burning too much fuel.
Oh, you temperamental fool
You think you’ll find somebody who’ll
Be warm when you are cool.
You temperamental fool!

Picking myself up off the ground
Everybody knows how that feels!
To be wrong again, as I know I will.
It really doesn’t matter anyway

But if only…
Time’s a wasting.
But if only…
Just move on
But if only…
No use chasing
But if only…
What is gone
But if only…
Catching rainbows
Can’t be done
Fleeting haloes
Of the sun.
Of the sun.

Mind The Spider
(Faulkner)

Little Miss Muffet is eating her dinner.
She’s smacking her lips and licking her fingers,
Completely unawares that something hideous lingers.

Mind the Spider!
Mind the Spider!

Little Miss Muffet’s been hocking her china
And working late shifts in a Hollywood diner,
Completely unaware of the creature behind her.

Mind the Spider!
Mind the Spider!

Little Miss Muffet is back in her parlour
Preparing herself for the evening gala.
She was startled by the sound of some hideous laughter.

Mind the Spider!
Mind the Spider!

Why?
(Faulkner)

I’m drinking “Mother’s Ruin”
And grooving-out to You Am I.
“Well, Hi!”
I’m cornered and I’m hoping
For once your mouth ain’t open wide
Oh, my-my-my-my!

Tell me why
You can’t look me in the eye?
Tell me why
You always have to lie?

What is that strange aroma
That tells me you’re not bona fide?
Oh, why?
It’s always necessary
To get you’re stories verified.
Oh, why? Why? Why? Why?

Tell me why you can’t look me in the eye?
Tell me why you always have to lie?
Tell me why ‘cos it’s pointless to deny!
Tell me why?
Tell me why?

Please tell me why?
Please tell me why?
Please tell me why?
So help me…

Your friends are getting fewer.
Have you considered suicide?
You might try.
Your cookie has to crumble
And you’ll be eating humble pie
In the sky, by and by.

Tell me why you always have to lie?Tell me why you can’t look me in the eye?
Tell me why ’cause it’s pointless to deny!
Tell me why you don’t curl up and die?
Tell me why?
Tell me why?
Tell me why?

All I Know
(Shepherd)

What’s the time?
I’m wide awake.
You’re in my head.
Where’ve I been?
You’re years behind and miles ahead.

Anyone could see that you’re delicious
But for me I’m decidedly capricious.

I’m content to follow blindly
Though you don’t know where to go.
Hold my hand and jump in with me,
I need you is all I know.

I’m so far behind myself they’ve closed the gate.
You’re the key,
Don’t you dare let me escape.

What was I thinking?
Why am I choosing?
I’m a junkie dependent on losing.

I’m content to follow blindly
Though you don’t know where to go.
Hold my hand and jump in with me,
I need you is all I know.

I need a friend to help me build a fire.
Love drown me in a ocean of desire.

What’s the time?
I’m wide awake.
You’re in my head.

I’m content to follow blindly
Though you don’t know where to go.
Hold my hand and jump in with me,
I need you is all I know.

All I know…

Get High
(Faulkner)

Everybody wants to buy a one-way ticket to paradise.
Everybody’s had enough of too much work and self sacrifice.
They wanna get higher,
They wanna get …

Everybody wants to take a tiny pill they call happiness.
They’d eat ’em by the dozen and they’d never even think about side effects.
They wanna get higher,
They wanna get
High.
They just wanna get high.

I would never try to tell you I’m any better than all the rest,
I’m looking for a panacea, so far nothing can pass the test.
I wanna get higher
I wanna get
High.
I just wanna get high
Somedays you just wanna get high.

I wanna get,
You wanna get,
They wanna get (higher)
He wants to get,
She wants to get,
We all wanna get…

We wanna get…
Yeah, we need to get…
We just better get
One thing straight, there are no easy answers for all of us
But when they discover one
I’ll tell you I’ll be the first on that bus!

I wanna get higher,
I wanna get…
I gotta get higher
And I’m gonna get
High!
I just wanna get high,
Somedays you just wanna get high.
Well these days
We just wanna get high!
And always
Wanna kiss all our cares bye-bye,
Bye-bye!

I wanna get,
You wanna get,
They wanna get (higher)
He wants to get,
She wants to get,
We’re all gonna get
High.
High.
High.
High.
High.

Always Something
(Faulkner)

Always something, never one thing, baby.
Always something, never one thing, baby.

I wouldn’t want to see you suffer, honey,
But this ain’t the time for letting go,
So hang on in.
What doesn’t kill you makes you tougher, don’t it?
You’re stronger than anyone I know.

And you can cry if you like
But don’t give up the fight.
Can two wrongs make a right?
Please stay here one more night.

What if the worst of this is over, finished,
Only it’s too soon now to know.
Just hold on tight,
There could be rolling fields of clover growing
Waiting to push up through the snow.

And you can swear if you like
But don’t give up the fight.
Only you can decide
To stay here one more night.

Always something,
Never one thing, baby,
Always something,
It’s never one thing, baby,

I can’t imagine how you’re feeling (don’t ask!)
I could be there someday myself
As we both know.
Now’s a good time for love and healing. Ready?
Picture yourself in perfect health.

And you can stare at the light
But don’t give up the fight,
Two wrongs don’t make a right
Just stay here one more night.

Always something,
Never one thing, baby,
Always something,
Never one thing, baby,
Always something,
Never one thing, baby,
Always something.

Son-Of-A-Gun
(Faulkner)

I landed myself in a jam,
I knew it the moment the prison door slammed.
I shot a man dead just to show how tough I am.
It wasn’t planned.
The way it went down, it was late,
I got a bit fresh with some other man’s date.
He met me outside and that’s where he met his fate.
A big mistake.

My lawyer said I had no “just cause”
And the best I could do was to clutch at straws.
Now you son-of-a-gun,
Look at what you’ve done.

My record was no help at all,
I’ve got a string of convictions since juvenile hall.
I stood up in court and they nailed me to the wall.
And that was all…
The jury were sure that I lied.
It took all of ten minutes for those good people to decide.
The judge hid a smile as he sentenced me with pride.
Nobody cried.

Now I’m looking at twenty before parole,
By the time I get out of here I’ll be old.
Now you son-of-a-gun,
Look at what you’ve done
Yeah, you son-of-a-gun,
You’re missing all the fun.

You son-of-a-gun.

What I wouldn’t give now to have a good time with my friends.
And what I wouldn’t give now to live my life over again.
I’d do it all over again!
Yeah!

Sick of the everyday grind
And a world without women’s about to make me go blind.
They say life goes on but, then, I put mine behind.
Just doing time.
Just doing time.

I got the conviction that I was framed
But I’ll still be stuck in here all the same.
Now, you son-of-a-gun,
Look at what you’ve done.
Yeah, you son-of-a-gun,
You’re missing all the fun.

You ol’ son-of-a-gun.

What have you done, done, done, done, done?
You dumb son-of-a-gun, gun, gun, gun, gun.

Think about it.

Night Must Fall
(Faulkner)

Never thought we’d ever end,
I can’t afford to lose more friends.
Not to have you close at hand
Wasn’t quite what I had planned.

(It’s that time)
Is it that time?
A moment that will pass
(Yes, it’s that time)
Is it that time?
We knew it couldn’t last.

I’m just trying to catch my breath.
A heart that beats itself to death,
Panic stricken by the thought
You’re not here for my support.

(But its that time)
Is it that time?
A curtain has to fall.
(Yes, it’s that time)
Is it that time?
The writing’s on the wall.
(You’re in your prime)
You’re in your prime now, darling,
And that’s the worst of all.
It’s just that time.

Night must fall.

Ooh, I’m so lonely.
Ooh, I’m so sorry.
Ooh, I’m so lonely.

Can we ever justify
Letting sleeping hatred lie?
In the trenches hand-to-hand
Is the measure of a man.
Am I a man?

(It’s that time)
Is it that time?
The light has almost gone.
(Yes, it’s that time)
Is it that time?
The carnival moves on.
You’re in your prime
(You’re in your prime now, darling)
And you did nothing wrong,
It’s just that time.

Night has come.

I’m alone.
I’m so lonely.
I’m alone.

Ooh, I’m so lonely.
Ooh, I’m so sorry.
Ooh, I’m so lonely.
Ooh, I’m so sorry.
Ooh, I’m so lonely.

I’m so sorry.
I’m so lonely.

Monterey Sunset
(Shepherd)

(Instrumental)

Concerto For Choppers –
(i): The Phreaks Go West
(ii): Spahn Ranch
(iii): Chickie Run
(Shepherd)

(Instrumental, with dialogue samples)

Quicksand
(Faulkner)

Quicksand,
Hold on ‘til I reach you.
Hang in!
I’m running to free you.

All alone in the wilderness
Craving for a sweet caress.
Love appears in a cruel mirage,
A fatal trap under camouflage.

It’s like quicksand.
They all tried to warn you:
Old ways
Are too easy to fall into.

You broke away from my caravan,
You didn’t trust the camel man.
You wanted space so you took it all,
Now who’s around here to see you fall

Into quicksand?
I ain’t trying to blame you,
Call me.
Now, don’t be ashamed to.

All alone in the dead of night,
Dreaming of Turkish delight.
An empty bed is a barren land,
It drinks your tears up like burning sand.

I only pray that I ain’t too late,
There’s something left to extricate.
Just relax, don’t give in to fear.
If you struggle you will disappear

Under quicksand.
Hold on ‘til I reach you.
Hang in!
I’m running to free you.

Quicksand,
I’m searching for traces.
Come home
To my cool oasis.

It’s like quicksand.
Quicksand.

Breakfast At Stephanie’s
(Faulkner)

(Instrumental)

It’s Too Slow
(Faulkner)

Well, I have to wonder
‘Bout the stars I’m under,
How they won’t make up their minds.
And if this ain’t dreaming
Then I might run screaming
To the nearest compromise.

There’s one thing I know,

It’s too slow.
Don’t I know?
And if I don’t get there don’t you say, I told you so.
I told you so.

Here’s a frank admission,
I’m in no position
To be telling you all your crimes.
But if I must blame someone
For what’s been left undone
Then I might find that I’m the first in line.

There’s one thing I know,

It’s too slow.
And don’t I know?
If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
I told you so.
It’s too slow,
Don’t I know?
If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
I told you so.

I don’t wanna her it
‘Cause I can’t keep a secret,
I let the whole world know.

But at least I’m moving,
Things might start improving
Or else I might learn to improvise.
But if it makes some difference,
I will go the distance
Even though I don’t win first prize.

There’s one thing I know,

It’s too slow.
And don’t I know?
If I don’t get there don’t you say I told you so.
I told you so.
It’s too slow,
Don’t I know?
And if I don’t get there don’t you say that,
No!
I don’t wanna know.
No, no, no!
But there you go.

There you go.

It’s too slow,
It’s too slow.
Too, too slow.
Too slow.

The Exorcist
(Faulkner)

Echoes of footsteps on lonely streets.
His silver cane taps a mournful beat.
Dead city, shrouded in Winter mist.
Follow the trail of the exorcist.

I’m on a terrible mission,
Confronting death and saving her soul
A bloody war of attrition,
Releasing forces out of control.
(out of control)

I can’t figure out
Where there’s room for doubt?

Outside the house with a yellow door,
An angry voice that he’s heard before,
“Abandon hope all who enter here.
I am your master. I am your fear.”

She was a difficult woman.
For days on end she was tied to her bed.
Possessed by spirits inhuman.
“Leave us”, they cried, “Or this woman is dead.”

I can’t figure out
Where there’s room for doubt?
I can’t figure out
Where there is room for doubt?

(And so he set to work)
You are a part of the holy family
Open your hear to love. True love.
You are a part of the holy family
Open your hear to love. True love

I love to wrestle with demons.
Her tortured soul was begging for help.
I dragged her kicking and screaming
From the embrace of satan himself.
From the abyss and satan himself.

I can’t figure out
Where there’s room for doubt?
I can’t figure out
Where there is room for doubt?

When she was cured they had to clean the mess,
The bile and blood and filth her body left.
The demon lingered ’til the point of death,
At last surrendered on her final
Breath.

The Right Time
(Faulkner)

Baby, here we come!
We’re gonna step on you
Just stay out of our way, now.
Listen, we don’t care
Keep your business to yourself
You’ve got too much to say, now.

You are mine anytime,
There’s no time like the right time.

Baby, we ain’t sure
That we like your attitude.
Don’t you act like a child, now.
We ain’t here for long,
(there’s) no excuse your being rude,
Service me with a smile now.

You are mine.
Anytime,
There’s no time like the right time.
Make a sign,
Cross that line,
There’s no time like the right time.

Baby, watch your step,
We might have to mess you up!
Just get out of our way, now.
You might live longer that way, now.

Crossed Wires
(Faulkner)

Spread out your wings, let’s see you fly.
What does it take to get you high?
Not something money ever buys.
Damage control is bought to bear,
With cracks appearing everywhere,
But you’re too far gone to even care.
You don’t care.

You’re in a mind set,
You’ve got your wires crossed.
Are even these words lost on you? Oh, yeah.

One of these days I hope you’ll learn,
How candles are supposed to burn.
You act as if that’s no concern of yours,
But it is.

You’ve taken a wrong turn,
You’re stuck in a tailspin.
What good has your life been to you? Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah,
Now, you can shake your head,
Oh, yeah,
But when you wake up dead,
Will that do you?
Could that cure you?
Oh, yeah,
And all your friends can say,
Oh, yeah,
“It had to end this way.”
You couldn’t face it,
Was all wasted on you.
Nothing they could do.

There has to be a better way
To make believe that you’re o.k.
You’re not the first to feel afraid
There is no shame.
No shame.

Aren’t you afraid?

You’ve taken a wrong turn,
You’re stuck in a tailspin.
What good has your life been to you? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
You’re in a mind set,
You’ve got your wires crossed.
Are even these words lost on you? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.

Quo Vadis
(Faulkner)

Where did everybody go?
Quo vadis, daddy-o?
I can’t dig this scene,
Don’t throw sand in my vaseline.

Where has everybody gone?
It can’t be me they’re running from!
I thought I was hip.
Man, don’t flip me this bum trip.
Where did everybody go?

They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!

Why did everybody leave?
Maybe I’m a bit naive
First we’re having fun,
I turn around, I see no-one.
Where did everybody go?

They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!
They went that-a-way!

That-a-way!
That-a-way!

I won’t breathe a word,
Hey, come clean, daddy, now have you heard,
Where did everybody go?

Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?
Where did everybody go?

Nobody
(Faulkner)

I wish tonight could last forever,
It’s like I’ve never seen the stars before.
We sit in silence by a river,
Aware that this can’t happen anymore.

And you catch the moonlight in your hair
And a whisper from nowhere
Softly tells me that

I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want no-one if I don’t have you.

I guess you’ve always shared my feelings
But until now they’ve only held us back.
A wilderness of fear and darkness
That now reveals itself as innocence.

And you are so perfect in my sight.
We fall silent like the night
That protects us.

And I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want no-one if don’t have you.

And you catch the moonlight in your hair
And a whisper from nowhere
Seems to tell me, tell me, tell me

We must return to home and shelter
And, like before, we’ll go our separate ways.
What we have shared can’t make any difference now.
Your lover calls, your lover calls
And you go back there.

While I only wonder what I’ll do
All tomorrow without you?
All I know now is

I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want anyone if I don’t have you.

I don’t want nobody,
I don’t want anybody,
I don’t want, I don’t want no-one
If I don’t, If I don’t have you.
Don’t have you.
I don’t want nobody
I don’t want nobody
If I don’t have you.

Form A Circle
(Shepherd)

I could really go for you
‘Cause you’re kinda way out too
Freaks me out this scene is mine
I ain’t walking no straight line

Don’t be late – Don’t hesitate
Form a circle!

I feel like a wayward son
You make me get my buzz on
Havin’ you all is my goal
Reach right in and fuck my soul

Fornicate – appropriate
Form a circle!

If its good you gotta do it
Form a circle, get into it
Go ahead, you can’t hide it
Form a circle, don’t you try to fight it

I can feel just where you are
You can never go too far
Same place, same time every week
Won’t you turn the other cheek

Lookin’ good – it’s understood – I wish you would!

If its good you gotta do it
Form a circle, get into it
Go ahead, you can’t hide it
Form a circle, don’t you try to fight it

Form a circle!

Fading Slow
(Shepherd)

Ah, I was ready to meet this journey’s end
Until I met you, my dear friend.
My will was broken, my hand had been dealt
Until you changed it – how I felt.

As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

Ah, you have given me life back again,
I feel immortal, king of men.
Give me immersion, love wash over me,
There ain’t no better place to be.

As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

No use to try, stop wondering why
‘Cause just like the mighty river I will flow.

I found renewal, I have found someone.
Now we’re together, as if one.

As the stream leads to the sea, I will flow.
What once was now leaves me be, fading slow.

Gospel Train
(Faulkner)

Hey pilgrim, climb aboard the gospel train.
Free trip to heaven – no time to explain!
All aboard the gospel train.
All non-believers can go straight to hell,
Rival religions I condemn as well.
Non – believers, go to hell!
They can take the rest as well.

I was a rock ‘n’ roller long ago.
The hours were too long and the pay was low.
Rock ‘n’ roller long ago.
I sinned in every way that’s known to man,
I sure raised hell but it was all God’s plan.
Every sin that’s known to man
Must have been in God’s big plan.

All aboard the gospel train, its leaving soon.

Now I’m a christian with a tale to tell.
I’d give it freely but I’m forced to sell.
Yes, I have a tale to tell.
I am a businessman in Jesus’ name:
“Give unto Caesar…” and give me the same!
Businessman in Jesus’ name,
All aboard the gospel train!

Gospel train.
Gospel train.
Gospel train.
Train.
Train.

Less Than A Feeling
(Faulkner)

Don’t look to the future – you don’t want to know
What’s wrong with this picture: “The future is in radio”?

A.M., F.M., what’s in a name?
To me, they’re one and the same
It drives me insane.

I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
it’s driving me to despair.
I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
Is there anyone there?

Don’t tell me the weather is gonna be cold.
You know you should never commit yourself
to statements so bold.
Golden oldies, tired and true,
In ten years what will you do?
I’m talking to you!

I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
it’s driving me to despair.
I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
Is there anyone there?

What about superstars
surrounded by bodyguards,
champagne and caviar?
You’re gonna need some Anusol,
When Hollywood meets Rock’n’ Roll.

I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
it’s driving me to despair.
I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
Is there anyone there?

I need a sound that ain’t found six feet underground,
it’s driving me to despair.
I search your dial for a smile like it’s going out of style.
Is there anyone there?
Is there anyone there?
Is there anyone there?

You Open My Eyes
(Shepherd)

Seagulls fly an opal sky.
Likewise, fish are swimming in the ocean.
Sunlight streaming thru the clouds,
Not a care in this world, not a notion.

I don’t know if I should laugh or cry,
You make me feel like I will never die.
You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

Flowers gently open wide,
Swallow me up whole inside a daydream.
Everything is nothing here
And nothing really ever is as it seems.

I appreciate the majesty
Colliding in this lovely catastrophe.
You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

…And it’s a long, long way,
It’s a sunshine day.
It’s a long, long way from where I began…

The moon, he’s smiling down on us.
Stars, they dance across the heavens above.
I feel like a child again,
My arms wrapped around the girl that I love.

Ooh, angel, you blow my soul.
All the wonders of this world now unfold…

You can open my eyes with your sweet loving.

Hypocrite Blues
(Faulkner)

GURU: “Don’t do what I do, do what I say.
If that sounds like voodoo, well, what the hey?
I know what I mean
And my hands are clean.

“Don’t do what your parents say you should.
That don’t wash in this here neighbourhood.
Go out, raise some hell,
Maybe cash as well.
Who cares if we wake up in a cell?”

DISCIPLE:
“I don’t want to get left behind
Oh, I won’t follow anybody blind.
I just can’t make up my mind,
Oh, I’ll take one step at a time
Oh, I’ve got no answer now
Oh no, I’ve have no answer now.

“I don’t want to get left behind
I just can’t make up my mind.
I won’t follow anybody blind,
I’ll take one step at a time
Oh, I’ve got no answer now
Oh no, I’ve got no answer now”.

GURU:
“You begin to bore What’re you waiting for?
There are no exceptions to my law.
Except for, maybe, me.

“You see around here, you’re either in you’re out.
And you’re out.”

I See You
(Shepherd)

You’ve been sending me a message
that I cannot ignore,
’cause your mouth done shot you thru’
the stratosphere of folklore.
Don’t you get it? Let me lend you a clue.
I see you, I see right through you.

You’re a sad malignant loser,
why do you continue?
I’m your mirror so wherever you go,
man – I see you.
I can’t tolerate your self-righteous views.
I see you, I see right through you.

I see you, I see you.
I see you, I see you.

Monumental load of shit
It’s beaming in loud and clear.
C’mon, give my ears a break,
hell, I’ve had you up to here!
I know who you are, I know what you do.
I see you, I see right through you.

I see you, I see you.
I see you, I see you.
I see you, I see you. I see you.

I see you.

Judgement Day
(Shepherd / Faulkner)

Sinners are you ready?
For the judgement day is nigh.
Lift your eyes to heaven
As the storm clouds fill the sky.

It will all be over in the batting of an eye,
Better kiss the sweet life goodbye.

You can’t draw fresh water
From a well that’s almost dry.
Hope may spring eternal
But there’s none for you and I.

There will be no sorrow,
There’ll be no reason to cry
As we kiss this sweet life goodbye,
And we remember how it feels to die.

Everybody wants you to be happy,
Everybody hopes you’re feeling good,
So good.
And you should.
Yes, you should.

Sinners are you ready?
For the judgement day is nigh.

The Mountain
(Faulkner)

Love it or leave it,
The choices are few.
Where is the magic?
Wave your wand ’til your dreams come true.
I’m high on illusion,
Like a fool who is truly in love
Whose act of suspension
Only proves there are wires above.

Now you see the ways things are
You can’t pretend you’re blind.
You can’t have a change of heart
Before you change your mind.

Give me a reason
Or give me a rhyme,
One man’s high treason
Is another’s victimless crime.
We say we want justice
To be blind and be binding on all
But nobody wants it
On their heads where the sword must fall.

Why is everybody laughing at me?
Why is everybody happy but me?

I wait for a mountain
That won’t ever come.
I feel just like Mohammed
And, perhaps, a little bit dumb.
Others go climb it.
You ask them why, they’ll reply “‘Cause it’s there!”
But me and my mountain
We’re not getting, getting nowhere.

Why is everybody laughing at me?
Why is everybody happy but me?
While I was standing here
I got this wild idea:
I thought everyone was laughing at me.

Now you see the way things are
You can’t pretend you’re blind
You can’t have a change of heart
Before you change your mind.
Now you see the way things are
You can’t pretend,
Pretend that you’re blind.

Stop talking, start walking.
Do something more than moving your mouth.
Stop talking, start walking.
Do something more than moving your mouth.
Stop talking, start walking.
Do something more than moving your mouth.
Stop talking,
Start walking,
Do something –
Do anything!

Road Hog
(Shepherd)

(INSTRUMENTAL)

Wait For The Sun
(Faulkner)

I’m getting tired of all this never-ending rain that sometimes I
Wanna go live in a desert all alone but then I
Would get thirsty for the milk of human kindness even though
There’s precious little ‘round here anyway

I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
I wait for the sun.

It’s raining cats and dogs and blowing up a gale that threatens
To tear apart the very fabric of our lives and anyone
Who hides behind a veil of lies will soon find themselves exposed
To the truth they’ve fought their whole life to avoid.

I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
I wait for the sun.
I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
I wait for the sun.

Now, it’s been away so long,
Weather man says, “Nothing’s wrong.
It’s alright, just sit tight.
Though I’ve made mistakes before,
Tomorrow will be fine for sure.”
So you say.
I bet it don’t turn out that way.

Don’t wait for change to happen, it’s up to each of us to turn the tide
And if we drown in trying there’s worse ways to die, such as
Just hiding in your bedroom praying that your dam will not burst and
Wash away the petty life you have known.

I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.
I wait for the sun.
I’ll wait for the sun that never comes.

I wait for the sun.
I wait for the sun.
I wait for the sun.
I wait for the sun.
I wait for the sun.
I wait for the sun.

End Of The Line
(Faulkner)

Hey everybody, gather ‘round.
Say, do you like what’s coming down?
Everyone feels the same as you
So you know what you have to do.
Stand your ground for your point of view.
To thine own self you have to be true.

Hey everybody, do you hear
The sound of marching drawing near?
Are you trapped in the comfort zone?
On your feet, ’cause you’re not alone.
You gotta move like a rolling stone
Heading out for the great unknown.

Everybody’s gotta make their choice (Destination)
Everybody’s gotta find their voice (Liberation)
Are you ready? Let me hear some noise!
Push (This time)
’Til we find (We’ll find)
That this time (This time)
We’ve reached the end of the line.

Hey everybody, here we go,
From Timbuktu to Tokyo,
From the Thames to the Amazon,
All the way back to Babylon.
Call the man in the Pentagon,
Let him know where we’re coming from.

Everybody’s gotta make their choice (Celebration)
Everybody’s gotta find their voice (Education)
Are you ready? Let me hear some noise!
Push (This time)
’Til we find (We’ll find)
That this time (This time)
We’ve reached the end of the line.

Hey everybody, gather ‘round.
Hey everybody, do you hear?
Hey everybody, here we go.

Television Addict
(Baker / Faulkner)

Read the news the other day
About a boy they threw away.
He went out and shot someone
Like some Kojak teleplay.
The papers claimed he was confused
between fact and fantasy.
It seems he spent all of his time
In front of a T,V. screen

He was a television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.

His lawyer said, “This boy is sick.
Blame the ratings for his crime.”
They say too much sex and too much violence on the idiot box
Spoiled his idiot mind.

He was a television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.
Now watch me.

Television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.
Television addict.

Now, you and me, we spend all of our time
In front of our Window On The World.
Just because I watch Dinah Shore
Doesn’t mean I need a facelift,
Doesn’t mean my brain has slipped.
Doesn’t mean anything.
There’s more of everything on my mind than
On any television screen.
We’re not dumb.

(Television addict)
We’re not dumb.
(Television addict)
Just because I watch Dinah Shore.
(Television addict)
Just because I watch Mary Tyler-Moore.
(Television addict)
Just because I watch Lucille Ball.
(Television addict)
Just because I watch ’em all
(Television addict)
We’re not dumb, we’re not dumb.
(Television addict)
We don’t have to kill our own mothers if we don’t want to.

Something I Forgot To Say
(Faulkner)

Something I forgot to say,
Thought you knew it anyway.

But I’ll spell it out for you
If I need to tell you.
If it really helps you.
I’ll do anything to please.
Let me set your mind at ease.

But I hope you understand,
Though it was unspoken,
(I hope you understand)
I left myself wide open.
The facts were always there to see.

I don’t wanna mystify you,
I wouldn’t know how.
I don’t wanna terrify you
But don’t you think you should have known by now?

Something I forgot to say.
If I thought it mattered I would have set you straight.
Though I guess I should have known
You might have some questions
(I guess I should have known)
But I had the false impression
It was written on my face.

I don’t wanna criticise you,
That isn’t my way,
But if I antagonise you
It must be something I forgot to say.

We’re as close as night and day.
You see black and white while I,
I see shades of grey

But I’ll spell it out for you
If it really helps you
(I’ll spell it out for you)
If I need to tell you

Something I forgot to say
Something I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.
I forgot to say.

Head In The Sand
(Dave Faulkner/ Rick Grossman)

Someone had to tell you,
Might as well it be me.
You’ve been fooling no-one,
If you only could see.
Do you understand ?
You’ve got quite a problem,
Lost your job you know why
But you can’t admit,
So full of it you might die.
Do you understand ?

Just keep your head in the sand.

Teenage alcoholic
Grew too old to be fun.
Just another loser
Ain’t no use to no-one.
You can’t understand.
Give yourself excuses,
Just as boozers all do.
Why invent a reason ?
No-one sees it like you
Do you understand?

You’ve got your head in the sand
(Have another. And another, and another …)

Everything is hopeless,
Drink to cope – it don’t help.
What’s it take to make you
Wide awake to yourself ?
Your head’s in the – (buried deep below)
Your head’s in the – (you don’t wanna know)
Your head’s in the – (you’ve got feet of clay)
Your head’s in the – (drink your tears away)

A Place In The Sun
(Dave Faulkner)

Hey, girl – it’s a new world, let’s have a little fun!
Don’t stay hidden away, come and join everyone.
Everyone.

Outside l’m ready to ride, we can go anywhere.
Don’t wait, procrastinate take a chance if you dare-
I want to take you there.

Find a place in the sun.

You know you want to go – it’s no sacrifice.
I want what you want, in fact I’ll even do it twice
At half the price.

Find a place in the sun.

Didn’t you hear that the war has been won?
Good people died to provide you a place in the sun.

I’m here, what’s there to fear ? We’re not breaking any law.
Someday I know you’ll say you wonder
what you waited for
What are you waiting for ?

Find a place in the sun.

Didn’t you know any wrong you have done
Cannot deny you the right to a place in the sun ?

Find a place in the sun.

Hey, boy! Relax and enjoy –
You might have a little fun.
Don’t fight or get uptight
When you could be in the sun
With everyone.

Find a place in the sun.

Castles In The Air
(Dave Faulkner)

Once I built a castle in the air,
A home for you and I
In a blue, blue sky.
We’d leave behind the weight of worldly care.
I thought we could fly,
We only had to try.

Ah, I had to learn fast,
(For your own good)
I had to learn fast.
And when I knew at last,
(You understood)
I knew at last

Hell and heaven can be one and the same
(If you don’t know how
You should know by now).
Every pleasure always holds an equal amount of pain
But it all works out,
I have no doubt.

Ah, we had to learn fast,
(For our own good)
We had to learn fast.
And when we knew at last
(It was understood)
We knew at last

Every kite has got to have a string for it to fly
Up to who-knows-where?
Castles in the air.
So there are strings attached to you and I,
Though they hold us tight
We can take flight.

Something’s Coming
(Dave Faulkner)

There’s a feeling that I just can’t shake,
A premonition it’s all about to break.
I don’t know what to do
To help it come on through.
Send a message, sign it S.O.S.
Hear me crying in the wilderness.
I hope my signal’s clear,
Just like Paul Revere.
Something’s coming – it could mean life or death.

People tell me to give Œtil it hurts
And everybody gets their just desserts.
All I ask of you
Remember, it takes two
It sure takes two.
Watch your back, my friend, you’re gonna lose your shirt.
You can trust me – I never kiss and tell.
Better hurry before you break the spell.
If it’s an uphill climb
There’s no better time that you will find
Than the present – starting with yourself.

Something’s coming – start with yourself.

Miss Freelove ’69
(Dave Faulkner)

You can’t take me anywhere, I’ll strip down to my underwear
If you give me half a chance.
Hippy-freelove, outtasight! I’m gonna turn off every light
And hold a private dance.
It started out one afternoon, hot sake in my living room
Among some special friends.
Soon some others dropped around and we all started getting down, well,
You know how these things end!

Miss Freelove, Come back sometime-
Miss Freelove of ’69.

Torches flashing sweaty passion, each made love in their own fashion-
We had quite a ball!
Do the monkey, feeling funky, I’m just like any disco junkie
And I don’t care at all.
Maybe I’m not thinking straight, I only know that it feels great
And I’m glad you do too.
It could be just a passing fad but think about the fun we had
The last time you decided to pass through.

Miss Freelove, come back sometime
Miss Freelove of ’69.

And everything is gone and far away
And everything is gone and that’s o.k.
And everything is groovy, would you say?
Would you say?

Someone called the cops on us. They didn’t have the heart to bust
The kinky scene they found.
They checked their badges at the door and joined the action on the floor
Where they laid their nightsticks down!
Miss Freelove …….
La-la-la-la love
La-la-la-la love, Freelove!

1000 Miles Away
(Dave Faulkner)

Estimated time of arrival 9.30 a.m.
Been up before the sun and now I’m tired before I even begin.
(Now you’re flying)
I’ve got so much work in front of me.
(Really flying)
It stretches out far as the eye can see.
I can see.

Spend half my life in airports doing crosswords and attempting to sleep.
And when the bar is open then you’ll often find me warming a seat.
(Now you’re flying)
I never find a place where I can stay.
(Really flying)
I’d rather be a thousand miles away.
Thousand miles away.

Working for yourself sometimes ain’t all that it’s cracked up to be:
It can be as lonely at the top as at the bottom of that corporate tree.
(Now you’re flying)
I’m told I’m going places – who can say?
(Really flying)
I might arrive but I’ll be gone the very next day.
I must be on my way.
A thousand miles away.

Promised to myself someday I’d take the time and try to make sense
Out of all those opportunities I’ve lost from trying to sit on the fence.
(Now you’re flying)
Right now I’ve got no time for yesterday,
(Really flying)
Yesterday’s a thousand miles away.
A thousand miles away.

What was that that you were trying to say ?
I guess I was a thousand miles away.

Sing it again.

Desiree
(Brad Shepherd)

I felt the radiance of your rising
Sunshine on my skin
Oceans away from the rest of our lives
And still we both fell in.

I was alone – I found you
So far from home – tell me
What else could I do ?

When you walked up to me
My world turned itself all inside out
You were like nobody else I’ve known
Hey, what are you about ?

Cold and alone – I was there
Ooh, what you’ve done
Do you know how much I care ?

I thought someday, somewhere, somehow…
But who am I fooling
Desiree will never ever know … oh, no…

We could have tried something new, girl
But you lied, now I can’t believe it’s true
You knew I’d never find you

Maybe someday you’ll change your mind
About what will ever be
Make it a day when the sun will shine
Again for you and me…
‘Cause I can’t shake you.

Desiree…maybe some day…

I Don’t Mind
(Dave Faulkner)

I don’t mind the sweet taste of success,
I don’t mind making do with less.
Take things as they come –
That’s my only rule of thumb.
I don’t mind that stage you’re going through.
If you must, then do what you must do.
All I have is yours,
I only want you to be sure

I don’t mind (ooh)
I don’t mind – no, not I.

I don’t mind Jesus or His squad.
I’m not afraid, I’ll face anybody’s god.
Follow your own creed,
If my freedom’s guaranteed

I don’t mind – no, not I.
I don’t mind, why should I ?

Follow any creed,
If my freedom’s guaranteed
I don’t mind.

I don’t mind when my dreams come true.
And what about when they seldom do ?
I don’t mind “True Love and Happiness”,
Well, that’s fine but I’ll take second best.
Take life as it comes
That’s my only rule
My rule of thumb.

Brainscan
(Brad Shepherd / Dave Faulkner)
(As sung by Dave Faulkner and Rob Younger)

(Dave): I go to the beach to catch a little sun.
You see me before I get a chance to run.
You ask me,
(Rob): Dave, where have you been ?
How come I only get your ‘phone machine ?
(Dave): The answer should be obvious to anyone.

(Rob): I told you more times than I care to recall
I’d get more reaction talking to a wall.
(Dave): It’s no crime to be dumb
Just don’t parade it for everyone
And act like you’re such a goddamn know-it at
You know-nothing-at-all.

(Rob): Your friends call you “shit-for-brains”
You’re full of shit, that might explain
But I think it’s even less your head contains.

(Rob) :I go to the beach to catch a little sun.
(Dave): You see me before I get a chance to run
(Rob): I only feel contempt for you,
You and your room temperature I.Q.
(Dave): Well, look at you – you’re just a big black hole of fun

(Rob): You need a brainscan to convince me you’re not dead.
(Dave): You need a brainscan and hope they learn to transplant a head.
(Both): Brainscan! Brainscan!
I don’t know how – how you survive,
I don’t know how – how you survive,
I don’t know how you –
(Dave): You’re alive.

Too Much Fun
(Brad Shepherd/Dave Faulkner)

Too much fun, hey, I can stand,
(I’m a match for any man)
Too much fun – might be for you
(I could if I wanted to)
Too much fun, now ain’t you heard
(Fun ain’t a four letter word)
Too much fun, can’t be denied
(Drive a man to suicide)

Too much fun, too much fun.
Too much fun, honey, I can stand.

Too much fun – baby, not tonight.
(Two wrongs don’t make a right)
Too much fun – hey, time is tight.
(Too much fun – outta sight!)

Too much fun, too much fun.
Too much fun, honey, I can stand.
Too much!
Too much!

Too much fun, too much fun.
Too much fun, too much, too much fun.
Too much fun, honey, I can stand.

How much fun can you stand?
(Too much, too much fun!)

Dressed In Black
(Brad Shepherd)

Here you come, you’re all dressed in black
Don’t you know that I am here for you ?
Times, they are tough, sometimes it gets you down
But I’ll help with what you want to do …

And if you try too hard
You’ll only push it too far
We know who you are – a superstar.

You have been hurt, you’re sorry for yourself
Well, there is no argument
So you retreat, hiding your love away
Well, that is no testament

… And you could cry yourself a river
I say damn your eyes
You’re not such a tragic figure – realise

Here they come, they’re all dressed in black
When you’ve always been your own man
You have a friend, but if you can’t look back
Then I’ll try to understand …

‘Cause its surely my concern
That your fire still burns
So we each must take our turn to live and learn.

Do it now.

I Think You Know
(Dave Faulkner)

You’ve got me going,
To-ing and fro-ing,
I think you know.
I think you know.
You’ve got me running,
Going and coming,
I think you know.
I think you know.

Look at me, look at me.

What am I doing,
Fro-ing and to-ing?
I think you know.
I think you know.
I’m always saying
Day-out and day-in
I think you know.
I think you know.

Look at me, look at me.

The Doctor Is In
(Dave Faulkner)

If you’re looking for a yes,
Look out, you’ve got the right address.

Do come in, the doctor is in.
Step this way, you’ll be a-okay.
My prescription for you is do just what I say.

Do confess, you look a mess.
Turning grey, well I am depressed.
The doctor’s ready for you so you can get undressed.

I can’t promise you a cure
But I can cool your temperature.

Open wide, stick out your tongue.
Breathe in deep. You’ve got a fine pair of lungs.
Your body looks fine to me, you’re very well hung.
You’re very well hung.

Ain’t no sin to jump out of your skin.
Ain’t no crime, it’s gonna be sublime.
The doctor’s in for you, honey, anytime.
The doctor’s in for you, you’re feeling fine.
You’re feeling fine.

I need a second opinion.

Come Anytime
(Dave Faulkner)

What is it you want from me?
There isn’t much I will not do.
If it’s only company
You know, I might need that too.
Won’t you

Come anytime – I’m a man of leisure,
Come anytime, I await your pleasure.

There’s nothing new beneath the sun
We’ve butchered every sacred cow
Don’t tell me about all the things you might have done
Just tell me what are you doing now – right now.

Come anytime, I won’t give you pressure
Come anytime – I can wait forever
And if you can’t make up your mind
We could make it up together.

Things like this happen every day
Whatever happens, it’s O.K.
Why be afraid when we’ve got it made –
I’ll never ask you to explain.

What is it you want from me?
You won’t shock me easily.
Maybe it’s your heart’s desire,
Maybe it’s your wildest dream,
Maybe I’m a gun-for-hire but,
Baby, don’t we make quite a team, Don’t we?
Don’t we?

Come anytime (you’re so inclined) I won’t give you trouble
Come anytime (you’re going blind) or you’re seeing double
And I have never been the kind who’d want to
Burst your bubble.

Come anytime.

Another World
(Dave Faulkner)

God only knows how far you’ve come
It must be light years from here
Some distant star you call “the sun”.
Does someone miss you back there?

Another world is calling you.
Another world is coming through.

You look like me, you talk like me
I could believe you’re human!
But, late at night, I catch your eye
And I know what you’re thinking:

Another world is calling you.
Another world is coming through.
Calling you to come home.

You can’t escape from gravity,
For you, this earth’s a prison.
What I would call “human” in me
For you would be “perversion”.

Another world is calling you.

Axegrinder
(Dave Faulkner/Rick Grossman/Mark Kingsmill/Brad Shepherd)

My edge is keen and I’ve honed my skill.
I’ve got nerves of steel and an iron will.
My skin is bronze, my trim is chrome,
Climb aboard – I’ll drive you home.
I’m a silver – tongued devil with a heart of gold,
When I was made they broke the mould.
My blood runs hot, like molten lead,
Pump you full – I’m gonna knock you dead.

I don’t mince words, I spit ’em out.
I won’t leave room for any doubt.
Get to the point, stop splitting hairs
That ain’t getting either of us anywhere.
Sometimes it’s better to be blunt
But is this some kind of publicity stunt?
So far you’ve whet my appetite,
Do you wanna grind with me tonight?

Axegrinder, I’m not famous for my tact.
Axegrinder, I’ve gotta sharpen up my act.
Axegrinder, try and see things through my eyes.
Everything and everyone gets cut back down to size.

On the brink of who knows what?
We’ve gotta strike while the iron’s hot.
l can hold your hand, try to guide you through
But I can’t make your moves for you.

Axegrinder.
Axegrinder.
Axegrinder, try and see things through my eyes.
Everything and everyone gets cut back down to size.

I swing my blade – that’s how it’s done.
Don’t stop me now, I’ve only just begun.
I was told when I was young
I wouldn’t work in an iron lung.
Now I’ve learned a trick or two:
I’m working up a sweat for you.
Sweat for you.
For you. You!

Axegrinder.
Axegrinder.
Axegrinder, I’m not famous for my tact.
Axegrinder, I’ve gotta sharpen up my act.
Axegrinder.
Axegrinder.

Shadow Me
(Dave Faulkner)

I was counting on you being there,
Hoping you would shield me from the glare.

Shadow me.
Shadow me.
Shadow me.
I have lived in shadows all my life.

I’ve been waiting an eternity
For tonight to spread it’s arms and comfort me.

Shadow me.
Shadow me.
Shadow me.
I have lived in shadows all my life.

Things we did together yesterday
Feel more like twenty years ago.
Oh, baby, I never lied,
I told you my hands were tied all the time.
You said “That’ll be fine.”

Shadow me.
Shadow me.
Shadow me.
You’re the only shadow in my life.

Like the mariners from ages past,
I steer my way through trackless seas by the light of stars.

Shadow me.
Shadow me.
Shadow me.
I have lived in shadows all my life.

Only lived in shadows.
Always lived in shadows.
Won’t you be my shadow?

Glamourpuss
(Dave Faulkner)

Get a load of him! What a Nature Boy!
Always shaking hands with the unemployed.
He looks like he could shit an asteroid.
Jumped up, pumped up,
Popping hormone pills,
He’s got the biceps, triceps.
Got the healthy look that kills.
Too bad.

Who’s that girl? She’s a living Barbie doll!
In her plastic world, “Barbie” takes control.
Facelift, electrolysis
No hair out of place
Brain twist barbiturates,
She’s got an evil beauty case.
Too bad,
So sad.

Well, ain’t you the glamourpuss!
Look so good it’s dangerous.
Ain’t you the glamourpuss,
You’re less than amorous to me.

So long, glamourpuss, we might meet again
But if I was you, I wouldn’t hold my breath ’til then
Though I wish you would ’til the year, say, 2010!
Beefcake, cheesecake
Make me lick my lips.
Junk food pulchritude
Goes straight to my hips.
Skin deep, thrill seek
Amounts to less than zip.
I’m glad.

Glamourpuss!
I said, ooh, Glamourpuss!

All The Way
(Dave Faulkner)

Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.

Maybe I’ve been leading you nowhere,
We won’t know until we arrive,
Either way we’re certain of one thing,
We know we’re alive.
Maybe I’m the wrong person for you?
Wonder if I’ll ever be right?
You won’t wish for anyone better,
Not after tonight.

Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.

Life could never teach me its lessons,
I knew the words but I couldn’t spell,
Now you’ve taught me forwards and backwards,
I’m learning too well.
Do we care if anyone sees us?
We won’t be the first or the last!
Making love wherever we please,
The sign says “keep off the grass”
So we sleep on the grass.

Maybe unkind
But, baby, unwind.
You’re too tight.
You’re too tight.
You can lose your grip tonight.

Could be I’m the wrong person for you,
Wonder if I’ll ever be right?
You won’t wish for anyone better,
Not after tonight.
I said, nit after tonight.

Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
Hey, Hey, Hey! Take me all the way.
Hey, Hey, Hey! All the way.
Hey, Hey, Hey! All the way.

Baby Can Dance (Pts. II-IV)
(Brad Shepherd/Dave Faulkner)

Baby can dance, ooh, she’s a good girl
Baby tries hard, I love the way she moves
Baby can move, I never guessed
That one day she’d steal my heart away.
Her hips slide so wild.

Look at her now, she’s almost impossible
Can’t turn away, my soul is hers to take
My soul is hers, I live in hope and fear
Where do we go from here ?
She sure can dance…
She won’t have to ask me twice.

I’m without her
I think about her every day and night.
I’ve been dreamin’ (and)
Almost believe that everything’s alright.

Baby don’t care, she’s got me beside myself
She does it so well she’s all I’m thinking of.
Look at her now but why should I pretend?
Man, she’s the living end…l can’t turn away…

Baby can dance.

I’m without her
I think about her every day and night.
I’ve been dreamin’ (and)
Almost believe that everything’s alright.
I’m without her
I think about her every day and night.
Dreaming like a fool
That it’s alright.

Baby can dance.
Baby tries hard.
Baby can move, I never guessed
That one day she’d steal my heart away.
She sure could dance.

I Don’t Know Anything
(Dave Faulkner)

I’ve got a lot to learn
And bridges that I still have not burned.
UntiI I find a way
I’ll only end up back where I am today but

I don’t know anything,
I don’t know anything at all.
I don’t know anything,
Not much at all.

I know that I ain’t smart,
I get tangled up in the strings of my heart
So tight I cannot breathe.
I’d cut them if I knew what was good for me, but

I don’t know anything,
I don’t know anything at all.
I don’t know anything,
Not much at all.

I must be the king of fools,
A court jester making rhymes in nursery school,
Like, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
You can blow my candle, Jack, if you
teach me how to light my wick, ’cause
I don’t know anything.

I don’t know anything,
I don’t know anything at all.
I don’t know anything,
Not much at all.

Where’s That Hit?
(Dave Faulkner)

Bases are loaded,
Two out and you’re at the plate.
Time to start swinging
“Don’t think too hard, son, you’ll be great.”

You know about pressure.
Two down and you’re on the brink.
The stadium’s shouting
So loud you can’t hear yourself think.

(Strike One!) Let’s play ball!
(Strike Two!) – One bad call.

Just up from the minors
A kid with potential, they said.
You’ve dreamed of this moment,
One game you’ll never forget.

(Ball!) Ball one: now you spit
(Ball!) – Ball two: Where’s that hit?

Bottom of the ninth, it depends on you.
You can save the game – you can lose it too.
You could make your name when you get that hit.
Winners never quit waiting for that hit

Remember in high school
The way you could knock’em all dead?
Now you’re in the big league,
A man with a price on his head.

The pitcher is winding-
You pop behind third: it falls safe.
You’re getting your timing.
Another like that, you’re on base.

(Ball!) Ball three – this is it!
(Foul ball!) Foul back: where’s that hit?

Here you are at Shea, your hearts in your throat
Will you make the grade? Will you miss the boat?
Hero of the day – Hero, or the goat?
Winners never quit waiting for that hit.
Where’s that hit?

Death In The Afternoon
(Dave Faulkner)

Death in the afternoon,
Oh no, it seems to me to be so inhuman
Death in the afternoon,
Oh no, and I guess we all should have seen it coming.

Everybody’s always saying things are changing
And not a minute, not a second too soon.
I’ve been looking ’round but only see the same thing,
Another death in the afternoon.

Death in the afternoon,
Oh no, and there’s murder in the hearts of many
And blood on the hands of few,
Oh no, and the pity is, there isn’t any.

In a carnival that never, ever closes
There’s no shortage of faceless victims.
Sure it’s a freak show but, honey, ain’t that showbiz?
Convince yourself you’re so different.
You are.

Human suffering makes good entertainment
If you can package it all up neatly.
Let all the media boys make the arrangements,
The truth gets covered completely.

Death in the afternoon,
Oh no, and it’s coast-to-coast on all the networks
And into your living room.
The ancient Romans took out all the guesswork.

Death in the afternoon,
Oh no, and there’s murder in the hearts of many
And blood on the hands of few,
Oh no, and the pity is, there isn’t any.

Death in the afternoon
Oh no.
Death in the afternoon
Oh no.
Oh no.
No.

What’s My Scene?
(Dave Faulkner)

And another thing
I’ve been wondering lately
Oh, baby,
Tell me where have you been?
Now the stage is set
Where’s my Juliet, baby?
Is it maybe
My midsummer night’s dream?
What’s my scene?
Tell me, what’s my scene?

Like a talent scout
I’m always checking out new blood
Oh, I’d do good
If you tell me your game.
Playing Solitaire
Doesn’t get me where you would
And, honey, you could
Play by any rules that you care to name.

What’s my scene?
Tell me, I gotta know.

What’s my, what’s my,
What’s my, what’s my scene?
What’s my, what’s my,
What’s my, what’s my scene?

They say, yeah, they say
Making love, you can make it pay.
They say, yeah, they say,
But we know there’s a better way
Any day.

And another thing
I’ve been wondering lately
Am I crazy
To believe in ideals?
Well, I’m a betting man
But it’s getting damn lonely.
Oh, honey, if only
I was sure what I feel.

What’s my scene?
Tell me, I gotta know.

What’s my, what’s my,
What’s my, what’s my scene?
What’s my, what’s my,
What’s my, what’s my scene?

I wanna know.
I can see
I’m caught, I’m caught in someone else’s scene.
Oh, where oh, where oh, where can my scene be?

What’s my…?

Good Times
(Dave Faulkner)

You told me goodbye and I believed you.
Felt like I would die – I didn’t need to
‘Cos you came back to me
And everything’s like it used to be.

All the good times we had we’ll have again.
All the good times we had we’ll have again.

If your love is mine then it will stand up
To the test of time, tt will stand up.
It looked like we were through,
But in our heart of hearts we knew

The good times we had we’ll have again.
All the good times we had we’ll have again.

And again.
Now I know you’ll always be my friend
Til the end.
That means more to me than anything.
It’s everything.

Who needs yesterday, that’s far behind us
It is, and memories only may serve to remind us
That what felt good before
Today we’ll treasure so much more.

All the good times we had we’ll have again.
All the good times we had we’ll have again.

I Was The One
(Dave Faulkner)

Darling, this is goodbye.
Kiss me, I don’t know why.
You were always beautiful when you closed your eyes.
Leave now, while we still can.
Let’s not wait until it all gets out of hand.
You’re looking for a criminal, well, I’m a guilty man.

I was the one.
I was the one.
I was the one.

We were wrong from the start
Maybe we tried just a Iittle too hard.
You don’t have to blame yourself,
you always played your part.

I was the one.
I was the one.
I was the one.

I was.

Darling, look at us now, look at us now!
History won’t put us down, won’t put us down.
Don’t let anybody say you should have worked it out.

I was the one.
I was the one.
I was the one.

Hell For Leather
(Dave Faulkner)

Make something happen.
If you don’t, I will.
We might lose a lifetime looking for a thrill.
Night is the jungle
A forbidden place –
In the neon forest people vanish
Without trace.

Midnight
Stay tight together

Greased up and ready,
A well-oiled machine:
You’re my motorcycle I’m your gasoline.
Spark my ignition,
You hold the key.
Won’t you kick yourself in gear and
Ride away with me?

And I fell
Like hell for leather.
Can’t you
Tell it’s forever

Trapped in the city,
You learn to save your skin
(There) ain’t no human zoo could ever cage us in.
Night is the jungle
But don’t you lose your way,
There’s hungry creatures out there eager
For some easy prey.

And I fell
Like hell for leather
You can tell that it’s forever.

Forever.

Won’t you ride away with me
Hell for leather.

Where Nowhere Is
(Dave Faulkner)

Do you know where nowhere is?
It’s where you are.
Do you know what nothing means?
Y-O-U.
Do you know what no-one thinks?
It’s all about you.
And do you know what?
Nobody cares!

Well, you can’t see the stars
In the daytime,
And you can’t see the sun
When it’s night,
But you can’t even see yourself In the mirror
And I Don’t see you at all.
Not at all.

Do you know where     (Nowhere)
Do you know where     (Nowhere)
Do you know where     (Nowhere)
Nowhere is?

You had everything
That you ever wanted.
Man, you had it made,
Was what you had!
You forgot the only thing
You ever needed
And you can’t hide, you can’t hide that from me!
No, not from me.

Do you know where    (Nowhere)
Do you know where    (Nowhere)
Do you know where    (Nowhere)
Nowhere is?

Middle Of The Land
(Dave Faulkner)

Here I stand in the middle of the land,
Take my hand in the middle of the land.

You’ll see something that’s new in the sunshine,
You’ll be the winter that’s turning to springtime.

Here I stand in the middle of the land,
Take my hand in the middle of the land.

Someday someone will try to confuse you:
They’ll say things you might want to hear and then they’ll “use” you.
I thought we’d live and learn
But some folks seem to yearn
For values unsophisticated.
Those days are dead and gone,
I won’t wish them back upon
A world that’s much more complicated.

Here I stand in the middle of the land.
Take my hand, I’m always glad to lend a hand.

They’ll try to blind you with T.V. religion,
Don’t buy their hand-me-down second opinions.
Sometimes the biggest lies
Are most easily disguised,
Dressed up like The Road To Glory,
Then somewhere down the line
You’ll rub your eyes and find
You’re on a path to your own purgatory.

You’ll know something as old as the moonlight,
You’ll throw superstition and fear away tonight.
They’ll paint us black and white,
They’ll paint us wrong and right,
They’ll paint us all into a corner.
They’ll try to cool us down
But they could never fool us now,
We’re steamed up hotter than a Swedish sauna!

Here I stand in the middle of the land
Take my, take my hand – your horizons will expand.
Here I stand in the middle, middle of the land.
Land, in the middle, middle of the land
Land on me.

Come On
(Dave Faulkner)

Oh, come on,
I’ve been hanging out,
Had some nagging doubts,
But that was until now.
Oh, come on,
You are all I want.
All I want.
How could I hold out for long?

Oh, come on,
Who cares what people say?
‘Cause we can sleep all day,
Tonight won’t keep away.
Let’s just play.
Oh, come on,
How can we be wrong ?
We’re not wrong
When we both feel so strong.
We’re so strong, we’re so strong
Come on.

Come on,
The last train’s almost gone.
Really gone!
Let’s enjoy the ride we’re on.
So come on,
We can take our time –
We can take walk the line, after all.

So come on,
‘Cause it’s you I love.
When push comes to shove
You’re more than enough.
You’re more than enough.
Come on.

Heart Of Darkness
(Dave Faulkner)

Blood flows just like water
Changing into wine.
Everything looks better in the black sunshine,
In the black sunshine.

Echoes drag my memory
Back where they began
But I just can’t be sorry – my tears turn into sand.
All those tears turn into sand.

I don’t care now
For what might have been,
The heart of darkness closes in on me.

My Caravan
(Dave Faulkner)

My caravan
Is far from home.
I seek a path to parts unknown.
My caravan
Hides from the sun,
By moonlit night my journey’s done.

Your smallest wish is my command.
My caravan.

Ships in the night,
Ships of the sand,
The camels in my caravan.
May Allah smile
Upon your land
And safely guide my caravan.

His smallest wish is our command.
My caravan.

I build my dreams on shifting sand,
My caravan.

On My Street
(Dave Faulkner)

Won’t you visit my town?
Ain’t too far, you just go eight miles underground
And take The Diamond Mine straight to my street.
Everybody you know
Is dying to meet you (‘cos they all told me so!)
And Tojo booked you HoJo’s bridal suite.

Light a candle with a star,
Turn around, and there you are.
On my street you can drive no car.

Anybody could see
The Flying Doctor’s been barking up the wrong tree –
Cecil B. De Mille lives on my street.
C.Y. O’Connor’s feeling depressed
And Gypsy Rose Lee is always under-dressed,
While Liberace is playing with his feet

Fly Sinatra to the moon
You’ll be back by afternoon
On my street you can call the tune

You’re on my street.

Bittersweet
(Dave Faulkner)

You are my sword.
Your love is its own reward.
My heart, I have found
Gets carved surely by the pound

God knows I tried,
Tried to hold you with all my might
But time has won,
And I could never be that strong.
(Don’t cry) I couldn’t be that strong,
(Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Fill my eyes whenever we meet,
It’s always bittersweet

I cut and I bleed,
You seem to find that so hard to believe.
That’s just too, too bad,
You could never touch the love that we had.

(Don’t cry) For the love we had,
(Don’t cry) Sometimes we try to take it back
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Kiss my cheeks whenever we meet
It’s always bittersweet

(Don’t Cry) For a love-gone-wrong
(Don’t cry) That used to be my favourite song
(Don’t cry) Tears so bittersweet
Kiss my eyes whenever we meet
Anyway

We’ve grown and times change,
When we meet now it feels so strange.
I hold you like a sword.
You won’t cut me like you did before.

It’s always bittersweet.

Poison Pen
Dave Faulkner

“Dear John”, so begins a famous old story,
“Goodbye, au-revoir, thanks for the memory.”
Keep it short and sweet if you really care.

D-I-Vor-C-E can be so hurtful,
It makes public property of things that are so personal.
All the friends and family grab their share.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Everyone enjoys sharing a rumour
But when it’s aimed at you it loses its humour.
Sometimes words so innocent cut so deep.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Everybody keeps telling me, “talk is cheap”
Sometimes words so innocent, they cut so deep.

Ink is black, as black as night,
Black as thoughts that shun the light.
Truth will out and maybe then
You’ll put down that poison pen.
Poison pen.

Black as night, as black as coal,
Black as thoughts that cast a shadow
Right across my soul.
I thought that you were my friend
Until you picked up that poison pen.

That poison pen.

Poison.

In The Wild
(Dave Faulkner)

I will drive down Highway One
It’s the end that’s just begun
And I’m cruising 110,
Going nowhere, the road is my best friend.
White line fever has got in my blood,
I’m a river running full flood.

One road all around this land,
Like the lifeline in my hand
Out from nowhere the radio sings
Of distant memories that tug on my heartstrings
I feel twisted, kinda uptight,
As her face keeps fading from sight
In the wild,
In the wild.
In the wild,
In the wild.

See me spinning out in the sun
Now, I will burn on Highway One
I’m just burning in the sun.
I can’t stop until she comes.
In the wild,
In the wild.
In the wild,
In the wild.
It’s so dry.

Death Defying
(Dave Faulkner)

Ever since the world began
Men have sailed to foreign lands
And the fortune that they’ve found
Is now buried in the ground.

Some would say the ocean roars
As it stumbles to the shore
But to me it only sings
Of the sorrow that it brings.

All my friends are dead
Or they’re dying.
Empty laughter turns into crying,
It’s death-defying.

Well, I barely learned to swim,
Just enough to save my skin.
Now I’ll never sail alone,
And my harbour is my home.

All our friends are dead
Or they’re dying
And our laughter only turns into crying,
It’s death-defying.

If there’s one thing that I’ve learned,
It’s the point of no return,
And if that’s to be our fate
Now’s no time to hesitate.

Now’s no time to hesitate.

Like, Wow – Wipeout!
(Dave Faulkner)

I kiss the ground on which you walk,
I kiss the lips through which you talk,
I kiss the city of New York where I first met you.

You’re my doll and don’t forget it
‘Cos I’m the guy who will regret it.
I love you more than when I said it when I first met you.

I love the way you talk, you walk, you smile, your style,
Like now, Like, wow – wipeout! No doubt
That I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

You’ll never be a beauty queen,
Won’t feature in no magazine,
But you’re the best that’s ever been.
I’m glad that I met you.
Take every day now as it comes,
You take the cake I’ll keep the crumbs
I only hear the sound of drums in my heart.
That means that I get you.

I love the way you walk, you talk, you smile, your style,
Your dress, your caress,
Well, yes, yes, yes I am impressed,
And I was gone the moment I laid eyes on you.

Hayride To Hell
(Dave Faulkner)

Charlie was a driver and he hardly spent a night at home.
He rarely saw his family, trucking loads those long weeks on the road.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles.

Charlie had a teenage daughter he thought of as a little girl,
But one day he came home, his little girl had grown-up news to tell.
“Oh Daddy”, she cried “Oh Daddy, I tried but on the hayride how I fell.
That was a hayride bound for Hell.”

Now, Billy Jackson was the father but he wasn’t man enough to own,
And his daddy was the mayor and he said,
“Charlie, just leave my Billy-boy alone. ”
Billy had to hide
But there was guilt inside
And you can’t hide from yourself.
That’s just a hayride bound for Hell.

Charlie’s daughter died whilst giving birth to Billy Jackson’s child,
And Billy Jackson ain’t been seen around these parts for quite a while.
And Charlie would drive
For miles and miles.

And his tail lights say farewell.
He’s a hayride bound for Hell.

Show Some Emotion
(Dave Faulkner)

Show me some emotion.
I need to know right now,
How can I read your mind?
Truly, my love is blind.

You must know I’ve fallen hard for you
But you don’t react as if you do,
And your eyes just seem to look straight through.
But I see you.

Show me some emotion.
I cannot understand,
There is no need to hide
All that you feel inside.
Show some emotion –
Why are you waiting for?
How can I read your mind?
Truly, my love is blind.

Did somebody hurt you once before?
There are other friendships left for you to explore.
You play your cards close to your chest,
What you’re thinking I can only guess.
Here is my request, it’s just this:

Show me some emotion.
Show me your emotion
How can I read your mind?
Truly my love must be blind.
My love is blind.

The Other Side Of Paradise
(Dave Faulkner)

I took my love out for a walk into the rain.
The time had come when we should talk things out again.
(Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
(What did you do?)   Not much at all,
The other side of paradise.

If we were perfect we would know a perfect love
But we’re so different we can’t go like a hand fits in a glove.
(Where did you go?)  I can’t recall,
(What did you do?)  Not much at all,
The other side of paradise.

The other side, the other side of your love
I’ll cross that line, but that’s not enough
It’s too much.

And in the end it will depend on you and me,
And if you still call yourself my friend you soon will see
It’s in the way we treat ourselves and those all around.
We must believe that we can help if we can
Fight against our prejudice and try to straighten out this mess.
(What did you do?)  I cannot recall,
(Where did you go?) Not far at all,
The other side of paradise.

Mars Needs Guitars
(James Baker/Clyde Bramley/Dave Faulkner/Mark Kingsmill/Brad Shepherd)

I’m primitive, I’m a primitive man
I got a primitive girl, we make primitive love
I’m a stoneage Romeo, I got a spaceage Juliet
We make primitive love, ’cause I ain’t got a T.V. set

I’m primitive that’s what I am
I’m your prime mate, I wanna be your man
I want you, woman, you know I’m hip.
Fly me to Venus in a real gone rocket ship.

I’m a primitive man, I said I am!
You’re up to date, but I can’t wait.
I’m a stone age Romeo, be my space age Juliet.
We’ll take guitars to Mars, and hit the discotheque!

She
(Dave Faulkner)

In the valley,
Hidden valley,
Secret world below,
Is Her kingdom,
Glowing crimson
By the lava flow.
I was captured,
Bound, enraptured
Kneeling at Her feet.
Then She beckoned.
In a second,
My life was complete.

Is she my girl?
She.
She is my girl.
She.

On the mountain
Springs the fountain
Of eternal youth.
I was taken
To awaken
To an ancient truth.
She’s the dreaming
With no meaning
In the light of day,
And my senses
Sleep defenceless
As she slips away.

Is she my girl?
She.
She is my girl.
She.

Bring The Hoodoo Down
(Dave Faulkner )

When shadows fill the sky
And evil’s all around,
Don’t call a preacher –
A different creature
Bring the hoodoo down.
Beside a sacred fire
That’s where he will be found.
Somewhere in Haiti,
Baron Samedi
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

It’s a river of blood
And a river of tears.
It’s a river of Love.

I know you’ll die to see
That zombie jamboree.
The dead will tango
Until the mambo
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

It’s a river of blood
And a river of tears.
It’s a river of Love.

We’re gonna learn to dance
And fall into a trance,
And picking cotton
Will be forgotten
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.
Bring the hoodoo down.

Turkey Dinner
(Dave Faulkner)

You’re my turkey dinner,
You’re good enough to eat.
Open up that oven,
Your juices smell so sweet,
They smell so sweet.

I’ll provide the gravy,
It’s a family recipe.
The secret’s in the stuffing
And I’m sure you’ll agree.
You will agree!

Oh, Thanksgiving.
Thanks for giving her to me.
Oh, Thanksgiving.
Thanks for giving her to me.
Thanks for giving her to me.

Will I choose a drumstick
Or start with a wing?
Maybe eat some white meat?
I want everything.
Everything!

You’re my turkey dinner and
You’re my heart’s desire.
You’re my, your my, one reason for living,
One reason for Thanksgiving.

Shake some action, psychotic reaction
No satisfaction, sky pilot, sky Saxon
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
Blitzkrieg bop to the jailhouse rock
Stop, stop at the hop, do the bluejean bop
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
That’s what I like

Better get off my cloud ’cause two’s a crowd
Better get off the phone, there’s nobody at home
I’m gonna work it on out, I’m gonna twist and shout
I’m gonna ride a white swan and get it on
Let’s all turn on

Born to lose those summertime blues
In blue suede shoes (The Hoodoo Gurus)
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
Waiting for my man, baby, can the can
I wanna hold your hand, remember Sam the sham?
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
That’s what I like

Better get off my cloud ’cause two’s a crowd
Better get off the phone, there’s nobody at home
I’m gonna work it on out, I’m gonna twist and shout
I’m gonna ride a white swan and get it on
Let’s all turn on

When you walk in the room, sunny afternoon
A-wop-bop a-loo-bop, a-lop-bam-boom
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
Sugar, sugar, talk, talk, money, honey, boardwalk
Who wears short shorts? (We wear short shorts)
That’s what I like
That’s what I like
That’s what I like, ha

Turn on
Turn on
Turn on
Turn on

I Want You Back
(Dave Faulkner)

I can still recall the time
She said she was always mine
Then she left, as people do,
And forgets what we’ve been through
Does this sound familiar to you?

It’s not that she’s gone away
It’s the things I hear that she has got to say
About me, and about my friends,
When we’ve got no defence.

That’s her.
I’ll never believe her again.
She might have deceived all my friends
I know they will see in the end
What it all means when she says (yeah!)

I want you back.
I want you back.
I want you back.
I want you she says, she, says, she says.

But what’s worse, she thinks it’s true
But that’s just her.
She always was a little bit confused!
She’s not worth the time I had to lose.

I want you back.
I want you back.
I want you back.
I want you she says, she, says, she says.

Arthur
(Dave Faulkner/Rod Radalj

Arthur played the bass.
He had an angel’s face.
Jiving with the Hoodoos, man,
No one could take his place, no, no, no.
No.

He needed extra cash
So he drove his brother’s cab.
The day we heard the news, you know,
It really hit us bad, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That was the day that Arthur died.
Was the day that Arthur died.

A black gelato van
Finished for the day
It met with Arthur’s taxi head on
Down St.Kilda way
By the Prince Of Wales.
That was the way that Arthur died
Upon the day that Arthur died.
I cried.

Arthur played the bass.
He had an angel’s face.
Well, he jived with the Hoodoo Gurus, man,
You know no one’s ever gonna take his everlovin’ place!
No, not me, not anyone here.
Not since the day that Arthur died.
Ever since the day that Arthur died.
Ever since the day that Arthur died.

Death Ship
(Dave Faulkner/Rod Radalj/Alan Sharples)

I am the captain of a ghostly crew,
Sail the seven seas with nothing to do.
The girl that I thought was untrue
Really loved me.
Boo, hoo, hoo.

Near hidden reefs we appear in the gloom
Luring mariners to their doom.
As we’re condemned, we condemn others too.
Who would love me? Who?
Would you?
I’m asking you.

I’m on the Death Ship,
I sail the seas alone.
Death Ship.
I can call no port home.
Lost souls cry to hell in the wind,
Let us in, let us in, let us in!

I need somebody who will die for me
To free me of this misery.
I need someone who will cry for me.
Really love me.
Really.

Dig It Up
(Dave Faulkner)

My girlfriend lives in the ground.
My friends ask why she’s not around,
She won’t come home.
I’m so alone.
You’ll never know!
You can’t bury love,
You’ve gotta dig it up.
Yeah, you’ve gotta live it up.

I take her flowers each day.
I place them over her grave.
I want her back
Because I look so bad, so bad in black,
Like a maniac.
You can’t bury love,
You’ve gotta dig it up,
Yeah, you’ve gotta live it up.

Please, darling, come home to me.
Well, I’ll make you so happy, you will see!
I’ll paint your room
In pink and blue
I’ll even choose the colour scheme for you!
You can’t take away my love
I’ll never give it up!
Yeah, I’m gonna dig it up.

Don’t!
Don’t!
Don’t tI don’t want to know!

My girlfriend lives in the ground.
My friends, you ask me why she’s six feet down.
I can’t tell you why ‘cos if I even try
I’d fall down flat on my face
And I’d cry, “You can’t take away my love,
I’m gonna dig it up!”
Yeah, I’m gonna live it up.
I’m gonna dig it up, dig it up.
I’m never gonna stop
With that loving cup.
Gotta fill it up.

My Girl
(Dave Faulkner)

Once a girl took my love until I couldn’t give anymore.
Then I tried to pretend no to see what I couldn’t ignore.
Oh, my girl don’t love me at all
My girl don’t love me at all
My girl don’t love me at all
Anymore.

I took her to the dance and then I didn’t see her all night.
Then a friend said he saw her with some other boy just outside.
When I went out, she was alone.
She said, “I would like to go home”
I asked her, “Who were you with?”
She said, “No one.”
I could tell that she lied
And a voice said inside

My girl don’t love me at all,
My girl don’t love me at all,
My girl don’t love me at all
Anymore.
Not at all.

My girl don’t,
My girl don’t love me.
She don’t love me.
My girl don’t love me.

Zanzibar
(Dave Faulkner)

Did we ever meet in Zanzibar,
Two caucasians at the town bazaar?
Are you who you say you are?
Did you offer me a dutch cigar?
You must have thought you were so bourgeois.
Are you who you say your are?

After all these years, you haven’t changed at all
But I can’t say you look the same.

Summer days are hot in Zanzibar
And at night the sky is filled with stars.
Listen – you can hear guitars.

Native people, skins as black as tar,
Wear bright-coloured robes in Zanzibar.
They’ve never even heard of ska.
On a guided tour of limestone caves
Did we see where the traders kept their slaves?
Was that how we spent the day?

After all these years, you haven’t changed at all
But I, I can’t say you look the same.

I have never been to Zanzibar,
I have always thought it was too far.
You’re not who you say you are.
You’re not who you say you are.
You’re not who you say you are.

Leilani
(Dave Faulkner//Rod Radalj/Kimble Rendall/James Baker)

Somewhere on a South Pacific island
Sits a young man staring at the surf.
His native girlfriend died a death quite violent
A tribal sacrifice made to the earth.

She was brown, her hair was black, her eyes were blue.
A chief’s daughter, Leilani was her name.
She and her young man made a handsome two
But lava tore them both apart again.

He said, “Leilani, don’t go to the volcano.”
He’d say, “Please don’t go to the volcano.”

They were saving for a little hut,
She collected seashells every day.
Everynight they’d share a cigarette
But the ancient, angry gods got in the way.

He’d say, Leilani, don’t go to the volcano
He would plead. “Please don’t go. I’ll miss you so.”

(ritual ceremony)
Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
Umgawah.
Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
Umgawah.
Katoomba! (Hey!) Macumbah! (Ho!)
Umgawah!
Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
A-ah.
Leilani crulabulaulladullawokatai
Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
Leilaninevagetahutaterracottatile
Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
Abalabalaba. (Hut!)
Umgawah!
Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
Hey! Ho! Hey-eh!
A-ah. Aah-a-a-ah.

Still the young man sits upon the beach,
He’s staring misty-eyed out into space.
He’s thinking about his girlfriend, of late, deceased.
At least her death had purpose, his life is a waste.
His life is a waste.

He said, “Please don’t go, I love you, I love you, I love you so.”
She to him was to be wed, she chose the mountain god instead.
“Listen, Leilani, I can’t stand this carrying on all around.
Come on down from that mound.
You know that ain’t no sacred mound.
Listen, please!”
She’s gone, gone, gone.
Gone.

Tojo Never Made It To Darwin
(Dave Faulkner)

Tracy. Tracy was angry.
A bad mood.
I told her, “It’s an ill wind
Blows no good.”
Then she told me,
“Tojo never made it to Darwin.”

I said, “Tracy, won’t you listen? This is Christmas!
Don’t you go.”
She said, “David, I wouldn’t miss this for the world but I
Got to blow.”
Then she said again,
“Tojo never made it to Darwin.”

Now she’s gone, gone, gone
Just like the wind.
I just sigh,
But I’m dreaming that I’m gleaming
In her eye.
But I’ll always hear,
Tojo never made it to Darwin.

That year, Santa never came.

In The Echo Chamber
(Dave Faulkner)

As I was out walking home alone one night,
I saw this man approaching – he wore a coat of white.
He said, “You don’t know me, but you’ll very soon find out!”
Then the world was darkness as a cloth
clamped around my mouth.
Where am I? I don’t know
How can I escape?

Slowly I recovered. My head was aching bad.
I was laying on the carpet inside this madman’s lab.
Then a voice was speaking from behind a glass-walled booth
It said, “Welcome stranger, we’ve got
some serious work to do !”

Where am l?
Where am I?
Someone say more!
What’s his fiendish plan?

He said “You’re my guinea-pig,
I’m an Unsound Engineer.
I’m going to see how much a man can dig
A thousand voices in his ever-decreasing human ear”

In the Echo Chamber I almost went insane.
Even my own heartbeat caused my eardrum pain.
It was like a Phil Spector nightmare,
The tape echo machine ran wild.
It was louder, getting louder,
I thought that I would die.
Where am l?
Where am I?
Say more.
I never got out of there though I’ve tried and tried
For twenty-more years
That’s why I am where I am now
Where am l?
Where am I?

I Was A Kamikaze Pilot
(Dave Faulkner)

I was a, was a kamikaze pilot
They gave me a plane – I couldn’t fly it.
Taught how to take off, I don’t know how to land.
They say it doesn’t matter and I just cannot understand.

I was a kamikaze pilot.
They gave me a plane,
I couldn’t fly it home.
I couldn’t fly it home.

Left my happy homeland in a Zero,
I got engine trouble so I couldn’t be a hero
Do you think I care?
Now I’ll keep my two feet on the ground
‘Cause when you’re in the clouds
Everybody tries to shoot you down
I was a kamikaze pilot,
They gave me a plane – I couldn’t fly it home

On an island there ain’t too much to do
Look after number one because I think
I can see Lee Marvin chasin’ after you.
Shake me, wake me, tell me when it’s over.
I’ve been waiting 40 years and I can’t wait a minute longer.
No, not for you.

I was a kamikaze pilot.
They gave me a plane,
I couldn’t fly it home.
I couldn’t fly it home.
I couldn’t fly it home.

I was a kamikaze.
I was a, I was a, I was a kamikaze

Cherry blossoms falling down.
Cherry blossoms falling down.
Cherry blossoms falling down.

Leilani – Pt. II (My Love Is A Red, Red Rock)
(Dave Faulkner)

(i) Prologue

Many years have passed since Leilani died
But his broken heart cannot be denied.
He doesn’t think of other girls,
He just sits and mourns for her.
She was the only thing in the world he called his,
Now in the world she is.

(ii) My Love is A Red Rock

Swimming by himself
He found a pretty rock
Well, suddenly he felt
That stone begin to talk (‘Lani-lei-lani-lei-‘)
It was his long-lost love
That he held in his hand:
The pebble’s colour was identical to her tan.

Now she’s a rock
From a volcanic pool.
Before she was hot
But now she is cool.
Now she is here, now she is there,
Now she’s getting carried away.

My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red rock.

Down by the lagoon
You’ll see him with his stone.
They sit beneath the moon
And then he takes her home.
He kisses her goodnight
And puts her in a shoebox.
Well, that’s what life is like
When your marriage is on the rocks.

My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red, red rock
My love is a red rock.

Be My Guru
(Dave Faulkner/J.Baker)

I know what’s going down before it even happens.
I’m the smart boy in town, be it here or Manhattan.
I’m a guru, I’m a Hoodoo Guru.
I’m a guru, I’m a Hoodoo Guru.

I’m yours, will you be mine too?
Be my guru.

We make no bones at all, we’re making a din.
And, in no time at all, your hearts we will win.
It’s a gift we offer you, our music.
Be polite. Accept it, don’t refuse it.

I’m yours, will you be mine too?
Will you be mine too?
Will you be mine too?
Be my guru.

We will grow our hair, yeah, yeah, yeah!
We got nice clothes to wear, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah,
Yeah!