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Wild One
04:20
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She was a wild one…
She’d get on your lap and do some wild things
Why why why you can’t stop?!
She was a wild one…
She’d take a short nap, in sun, inside things,
Why why why you can’t stop?!
You wild one…
She was a wild one.
She’d been in a cage, in Las Vegas
Why why why you can’t stop?!
She was a wild one.
She’d get on your lap and do some wild things
Why why why you can’t stop?!
You wild one.
You wild one…
You can’t stop.
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The Polar Theatre
02:40
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The girl in the theatre screams
and the lonely smoker offers his best tended dreams
And these are tepid dreams he considers
but she fears he has something that’s hidden
And as the night closes, like curtainious foreclosurers
he steps to the side to ignore her.
Rows of seats a communal hall; ordered
with padded walls …a cell for them
A shadow falls and she picks it up
She moves to the exit; tracking, he ponders on nothing
She thinks but white and green
Matter projected on the screen
matter he sees interrupted
And with a click of the door she’s gone.
One last beam of light it narrows
All but a wall unites them
One forgets, one will never.
A fleeting act, no more together.
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Lemon Drop
01:37
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If you think this song is for you
I’m happy to not misinform you;
it's true!
If I thought this song was for you
I'm pretty sure that I adore you;
it’s true.
If I thought this song was for me
I'd try not... to not... play it lonely;
And so you ask, when I’ll bask you
in flavours, colours, lyrics bashful
We’ll see!
So take your questions, requests, renditions,
And chalk them up; my inhibition
We’ll see…
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4. |
NoCO Surf Song
04:20
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INSTRUMENTAL
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Alice's Vision
01:54
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It’s Alice seeing through the trees…
In a modest glance…
Looking through…
Not at the leaves…
The grass grew through the basket weave…
As she set to gather…
In finer imagination…
Imagination!
Ready for the storm.
It’s Alice seeing though the trees.
As hands turn; generate…
contemplate…
the window black,
the window black…
ready for the storm!
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Tidal Rim
03:41
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Clouds come a-rolling in, and I pedal on slowly.
Grey air the perfect tinge - so I look to the sky.
Rain drop touch upon my skin, and it thinks that I’m lonely.
Drops and dust they’re mixin’ it, so I pedal on down.
Leaning back I breathe it in, and I’m living this only.
Foreign man he’s come and been, so I keep it to me.
The simple rain won’t bother him, weatherproof rotund sentry.
Paths are leading me from him, now my pedals are done.
>> I keep falling for the sky,
>> The contours breathing for my eye,
>> And when my heart beat’s in decline I’ll be fireside
[Empty verse]
>> I keep falling for the sky,
>> The contours breathing for my eye,
>> And when I find my heart's desire I’ll get fireside
Roads come on winding here, and I pedal on strongly.
Time comes in with the air, so I breathe it in slowly.
Wheel upon the tidal rim, it is tumblin’ freely.
Stars they read my every whim - make me a friend for the eve.
The eve!
[Empty chorus]
>> I keep on falling for the sky,
>> The contours breathing for my eye,
>> And when I find my heartbeat’s in decline I’ll be fireside.
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The Great American Hobo
02:55
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He’ll jump, he’ll slide, he’ll walk, he’ll ride.
Why wont you come along with me?
Buy a loaf of bread?
Watch for signs ahead? Signs ahead!
== Woman, child stay alive!
== We will form a chain again.
I ride, the rain… bindle claimed.
Boil up, call in… cover with the moon
I’m no tramp, no bum - I work until the day is …done.
== Woman, child stay alive!
== We will jump that train again.
** Heed the code - don’t sabotage the code!
** Watch for the Bull ahead - he’s got sharp horns!
She’ll jump and slide, don’t take a risk tonight!
And when they come I’m not here again!
Im on, the fly! Not padding the hoof tonight…tonight... tonight!
== Woman, child say goodnight!
== We may never meet again.
Hey Beau! I’m homeward bound!
Hey Beau! I’m not homeward bound!
Hey Beau! I’m homeward bound!
Hey Beau!
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FIVE
05:07
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The road is long, the mind is weak.
The end ain’t nigh, but the road is steep.
To each his own a twist of fate,
Like the Hatter running late.
As big as life and bored to tears.
Don't light a candle on wasted years.
See eye to eye and tooth to tooth,
Even superman can't find a booth.
With one hand tied behind my back,
The first step is no turning, slack.
Slippery slope, in mud I'm stuck
Open doors to make some luck.
—Hope springs, eternal, on broken masts.
—Watch, for he… who laughs at last.
—To square one, the salt mines know.
—Got all dressed up so here I go!
My brain is fried my hands are tied
The milk is spilt, the crow it flies.
The journey of 1000 miles.
Time is money running wild.
A wake up call to talk the talk.
On a soapbox eggshells walk.
Sink or swim, skate on thin ice.
Another chance? That's awful nice.
Swim against the tide upstream.
Another cliché in someone’s dream.
We never know what lies ahead,
But go and ask your uncle Fred.
Crack the whip the nut the code.
Get your ducks all in a row.
The spice of life is not sliced bread.
On roads less traveled, forge your head.
—Make no bones, the grade, the break
—Take eat the cake!
—Look, live and learn there before you leap:
—Don't miss the boat to make ends meet.
—Don't miss the boat to make ends meet!
Leave your mark, no stone unturned.
Fly the coop, but turn for home.
Lick your wound; like a coiled spring.
When your music's playing sing!
Like a blind dog lost amongst high weeds,
Ask for help when you're in need!
The path is rough, two rights a wrong.
Your time has come, so sing your song.
The writing on the wall is toast.
To he who waits good things come most.
Cast your shadow, judge this book.
Another day is another look.
The ill wind blows, go break a leg.
Be worth your weight in golden eggs
Spin your squeaky, squeaky wheels!
Tickled pink pair of clean heels.
I hope you've had a grand old time,
Your aunts all like these songs to rhyme.
All that glitters is not old.
All that's bitter is not cold.
Foolishness is not belief,
Don’t barter with the simple thief!
So put your best foot forward, Son.
When all is said and all is done,
An extra mile's the rule of thumb,
So give or take another …one.
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9. |
Hotter and Brighter
01:24
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She’s so beautiful she’s my wife
She’s stuck with me for her whole life.
So I know, I know.
So I pick up my telephone, say I love you
and I’m on my way home
Driving home I cannot see
she’s hotter and brighter than her… 4th degree!
And we go… we go and we hide away.
Beauty is my wife defined:
She’s my favourite with a dash of lime!
Funny, nerdy, and loves to play,
We go - we stay,
We go - we stay…
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Michael - Foot On The Door Casuarina, Australia
Under the nom de plume Foot on the Door, Michael is releasing his music for broadcast and consideration. Self taught through immersion and curiosity, Michael plays guitar, mandolin, banjo, and ukulele. He is a rare performer who prefers writing music. It is the moments experiencing creative flow that satiate his artistic side. Those moments become songs themed in observation and duality. ... more
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