by Beau Dommage This song was originally written in French. Believe me or not Somewhere in Alaska There's a seal who's feeling glum His love has left To make her living In a circus in the United States When the seal is alone He looks at the sunlight Falling softly on the ice He thinks of the States Crying softly That's how it is when your love has left you It's not worth it, to leave those you love To go and bounce a ball on your nose It makes children laugh, but that doesn't last long No one will laugh when the children have grown. When the seal feels down He looks at his fur that shines Like the streets of New York after the rain He dreams of Chicago And of Marilyn Monroe He wants to see his love do her show It's only a story Don't think me conceited But sometimes I get the feeling it's me Who is there, sitting on the ice My face in my hands My love is gone, and I'm sad It's not worth it, to leave those you love To go and bounce a ball on your nose It makes children laugh, but that doesn't last long No one will laugh when the children have grown.
originally performed by Stan Rogers She went down last October in a pouring driving rain. The skipper, he'd been drinking and the Mate, he felt no pain. Too close to Three Mile Rock, and she was dealt her mortal blow, And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low. There were five of us aboard her when she finally was awash. We'd worked like hell to save her, all heedless of the cost. And the groan she gave as she went down, it caused us to proclaim That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise again. Well, the owners wrote her off; not a nickel would they spend. She gave twenty years of service, boys, then met her sorry end. But insurance paid the loss to them, they let her rest below. Then they laughed at us and said we had to go. But we talked of her all winter, some days around the clock, For she's worth a quarter million, afloat and at the dock. And with every jar that hit the bar, we swore we would remain And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. Rise again, rise again, that her name not be lost To the knowledge of men. Those who loved her best and were with her till the end Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. All spring, now, we've been with her on a barge lent by a friend. Three dives a day in hard hat suit and twice I've had the bends. Thank God it's only sixty feet and the currents here are slow Or I'd never have the strength to go below. But we've patched her rents, stopped her vents, dogged hatch and porthole down. Put cables to her, 'fore and aft and birded her around. Tomorrow, noon, we hit the air and then take up the strain. And watch the Mary Ellen Carter Rise Again. For we couldn't leave her there, you see, to crumble into scale. She'd saved our lives so many times, living through the gale And the laughing, drunken rats who left her to a sorry grave They won't be laughing in another day. . . And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again. Rise again, rise again - though your heart it be broken And life about to end No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend. Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.
(by Stevie Wonder) He's a man With a plan Got a counterfeit dollar in his hand He's Misstra Know-It-All Playin' hard Talkin' fast Makin' sure that he won't be the last He's Misstra Know-It-All Makes a deal With a smile Knowin' all the time that his lie's a mile He's Misstra Know-It-All Must be seen There's no doubt He's the coolest one with the biggest mouth He's Misstra Know-It-All If you tell him he's livin' fast He will say what do you know If you had my kind of cash You'd have more than one place to go oh Oou...oou...oou oou...oou... Any place He will play His only concern is how much you'll pay He's Misstra Know-It-All If he shakes On a bet He's the kind of dude that won't pay his debt He's Misstra Know-It-All When you say that he's living wrong He'll tell you he knows he's livin' right And you'd be a stronger man if you took Misstra Know-It-All's advice oh oh Oou...oou...oou oou...oou... He's a man With a plan Got a counterfeit dollar in his hand He's Misstra Know-It-All Take my work Please beware Of a man that just don't give a care no He's Misstra Know-It-All (Look out he's coming) Dum bum bum ba bum bum, Dum bum bum ba bum bum Bum bum bum bum bum Say He's Misstra Know-It-All Can this line Take his hand Take your hat off to the man who's got the plan He's Misstra Know-It-All Every boy take your hand To the man that's got the plan He's Misstra Know-It-All Give a hand to the man Don't you know darn well he's got the super plan He's Misstra Know-It-All Give a hand to the man You know damn well heÕs got the super plan He's Misstra Know-It-All If we had less of him Don't you know we'd have a better land He's Misstra Know-It-All So give a hand to the man Although you've given out as much as you can He's Misstra Know-It-All Check his sound out He'll tell it all Hey You talk too much you worry me to death He's Misstra Know-It-All
(English translation by Ben Ostrowsky) Hi all... I took a copy of the lyrics to "Morphée" to a professor who teaches French, but there are still a few bugs to be worked out. So far, we've got: Long day Which ends inside a dark chamber I am drawn from afar by the Sirens Who, like a wave, take me To the house of Morpheus Astonished This sweet snare Where musical scales, frenzied, play themselves Takes me far from the city And I flee the dances of privilege Beautiful trap! The old country is being sold at the gorillas' market Resting in the arms of Morpheus, I [reign?] Nemo in exile On my fragile dreams ...First of all, I've seen a typo here and there in the English lyrics, so I'm not entirely sure that the line is actually "Caché dans les bras de Morphée je rène". We suspect it may mean "reign". I'm also at a loss for a way of translating "les escadrilles du privilège" -- when it was explained to me, it sounded like a metaphor for office politics, bureaucracy -- all the hoops you have to jump through in daily life. I'd love to see someone provide a better translation. All efforts are warmly appreciated. Ben
(from NPR's 'All Things Considered' - 4/30/99) (All) Oh the sun is shining on the diamond America, we built it and they came And they're just beginning The "Quality is job 1" inning Of America's national game (Dave) From the crack of the Louisville Slugger To the smell of Astroturf and Gatorade From the pop-up fly Into the friendly skies To the Double-Bubble double play he made (Mike) The "Rolaids how do you spell relief" pitcher Is warming up in the Merrill-Lynch bullpen He's the best in the rotation Of his "Pepsi generation" And he's smokin' 'em with Lucky Strikes again (All) Oh the sun is shining on the diamond America, we built it and they came And we're standing Head and Shoulders With the Gold Card ticketholders Of America's national game (Murray) There's the NBC Peacock right fielder He threw the Exxon's runner out in the dirt And you really can't tell Who's playing for Shell 'Cause they've all got different logos on their shirts (Jian) From the naturalised American who hits into the upper Black & Decker To those caucasian players earning Wonderbread There's respect for all in the umpire's call with the United Airlines facemask on his head. (rest) on his head (All) Oh the sun is shining on the diamond America, we built it and they came And the home team is in heaven! They're winning 7-11 - seven In America's national game It's the sport that built this country A great pitch by any other name and it won't take long to sell you on America's national game Bank America's national game
(Mike on lead, solo)
Get down, monsieur,
Get down from there, get down
Shake it down
I just saw myself jump out of the window
Cabin fever in room 709
People shouting "look out below",
But I was acting like a pro
Walking on the ledge in 7/8 time
Being so far from you makes me wreckless
You say get over it, boy, but I never will
Carry the torch for you, my sweet
On a tightrope over a High Street
Or just hangin' from a window sill
I just just can't go out without you
So the seas will pass my hotel door
But outside I won't be movin'
Unless my altitude's improvin',
And many rooftops I can explore
So get down, monsieur,
Get down from there, get down
Shake it down
People say it's a crutch, it's a habit,
This old weapon freestyle vertical crawl
Call the Prime Minister and the press
Say a prayer for you to miss
The CS Tower and the Taj Mahal
He got an exceedingly lucky view
Of that early morning dew
Higher than the Brooklyn Bridge
He just knows how pride is right for beauty
Does what he'd [?]
In Prague he climbed on top of the fridge
I just can't go on without you
Seven seas from Fiji to Budapest
Can I be with you darling, in our home and native land
Oh my star first visit on the rest
So get down, monsieur,
Get down from there, get down
You should get down
How long will I be first afflicted
Seems I tend to gravity more than most
On a flight out of Fantasia,
Please legalize Euthanasia
So I can keep myself from pulling these thoughs
'Cuz it's nigh in the clouds that I will prove my vows
It's not a full ladder to the moon
It's in your ever-loving arms that I cash in these lucky charms
Until then.. until then..
I just can't go out without you
Seven seas, I do believe we're lost in the mist
The sickness is a [?]
But I won't be cured until the next time we..
Kiss.
Oh, the wonderful thing about oatmeal How it lies on your pillow at night How it fills up the holes in your jacket How it doesn't taste like anything quite like Oatmeal, plain as the prairies Hotter than sunspots and stickier than glue Oatmeal, you need no strawberries Oh, I think I'm gonna have a bowl of you Said I think I'm gonna have a bowl of you.This was described by Sarah Hoffman as "a little ditty that David used to sing during the Bargainville tour."
originally performed by Elvis Costello
Don't start me talking
I could talk all night
My mind goes sleepwalking
While I'm putting the world to right
Called careers information
Have you got yourself an occupation?
Oliver's army is here to stay
Oliver's army are on their way
And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today
There was a checkpoint Charlie
He didn't crack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been on the murder mile
Only takes one itchy trigger
One more widow, one less white nigger
(Chorus)
Hong Kong is up for grabs
London is full of Arabs
We could be in Palestine
Overrun by a Chinese line
With the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne
But there's no danger
It's a professional career
Though it could be arranged
With just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear
If you're out of luck or out of work
We could send you to Johannesburg
(Chorus)
I understand about indecision
I don't care about the FBI
People living in competition
All I want is to have my peace of mind
It's great to be here in this excellent city
It's not too young and it's not too old
The winter-loop sculptures are very pretty
But we'd like it better if it wasn't so Kim Cold
And when we say Kim, we don't mean the great Kim Band, we mean Kim Cold,
fucking Cold.
THE ORIGINAL LYRICS TO PEACE OF MIND:
Now, if you're feeling kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying;
Futures coming much too slow,
And you wanna run but somehow you just keep on staying,
Can't decide on which way to go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Chorus : I understand about indecision,
But I don't care if I get behind.
People living in competition;
All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Yeah.
O-o-oh.
Now you're climbing to the top of the company ladder,
Hope it doesn't take to long.
Can't you see there'll come a day when it won't matter,
Come a day when you'll be gone.
Chorus
Take a look ahead.
Take a look ahead.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now everybody's got advice they just keep on giving.
Doesngt mean too much to me.
Lots of people have to make-believe they're living,
Can't decide who they should be.
Chorus
Take a look ahead.
Take a look ahead.
Look ahead.
(from fall 1997 tour) Signed, Sealed, Delivered I'm yours Stevie Wonder, Lee Garrett, Syreeta Wright, Lula Hardaway snippet of 'Alphabet Street' by Prince from the album 'Lovesexy' (Dave) Like a fool I went and stayed too long Now I'm wondering if our love's still strong (All) Oo baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours (Dave) Every time I went and said goodbye, Now I'm back and not afraid to cry. (All) Oo baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours (Dave) Here I am baby (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (Dave) Here I am baby (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (Mike) I've seen alot of (things)-(girls) in this old world But, now that I've seen them, (they mean nothin')-(touch me) girl (All) Oo baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours (Mike) (Then there was that time that I said goodbye And I ain't too proud of my ?? ??)- (You really set my heart on fire, but do you know that you're my one desire) (All) Oo baby, here I am, signed, sealed delivered, I'm yours (Mike) Here I am baby (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (Mike) Well, here I am baby (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (Jian) I'm going down 2 Alphabet Street I'm gonna crown the first girl that I meet I'll talk so sexy She'll love me from my head 2 my feet (All) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! Yeah, Yeah, Yeah! (Jian) Well, here I am baby! (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (Jian) Here I am baby! (All) Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (All) Here I am baby! Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours Here I am baby! Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours Here I am baby! Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours (All) Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...
originally performed by David Bowie Didn't know what time it was and the lights were low I leaned back on my radio Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive (CHORUS) There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie I had to phone someone so I picked on you Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light If we can sparkle he may land tonight Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright CHORUS (x2) La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)
Sha la la la la la
Sha la la la la la
When your best girl says she loves you
When your hair looks like it should
When you make the highschool football team
Like you thought you would
When your country wins the arms race
When your hair looks like it should
You've got to say that that's OK
That's any good!
Does the dew light on the heather
Is your gym class really keen
Do the Chelsea girls in homeroom
Say you look like Martin Sheen
Does the common market thrill you
Would you like a bowl of pud
if the answer's yes, we must confess
That's any good
That's any good
{spoken} Girl, when you left me, well, that was a big drag. But now,
thanks in part to Ronco
Products, I'm much better. And that's any good!
Girl, before I met you my heart was made of wood
My tantrum in Southampton was all misunderstood
But now that's all behind me, I'm the little train that could
And I've got to say (sha la la la la la la)
That that's OK (teenagers in love)
Yeah, that's any good!
They serve it up...we drink it down They serve it up...we drink it down Politicians really are the cream of the crop They work so hard to make injustices stop Economics, violence, the problems they must solve, And if they're not in parliament...(what?)... They're probably playing golf. Kim Campbell's staking out her leadership turf But they should never give a mike to a smurf She represents change 'cause she's not a man, I guess But I look at her and all I see is...(what?)... Mulroney in a dress (it's sexy, I confess) They gamble with our jobs and then they call it Free Trade They scrape the GST off every cent you get paid Their leadership campaign was an expensive parade We foot the bill, what a thrill, it's a charade Newspapers print what corporations see fit Look for dissention and you won't find a bit We told them last october to reject the status quo But read a story 'bout the feds...(what?)... And watch the propaganda flow Well...Kim Cambell has made her message so clear Free Trade and helicopters and the cutbacks this year We can ponder what to do, but the question is moot 'Cause come election time...(what?)... We're giving them the boot Say goodbye to Tories...say goodbye to Campbell Say goodbye to Tories...say goodbye to Brian Say goodbuy to Tories...say goodbye to Campbell Say goodbuy to Tories...say goodbye to Brian GOODBYE!!
Canada...WAKE UP!
Look behind you, your history's creeping
Canada...WAKE UP!
It's far too exciting for you to be sleeping
A totally awesome selection of heroes.
Terry Fox was a hero
Laura Secord warned us of a sneak attack
And Rene Levesque each day smoke a whole other pack
Oscar Peterson grooves us now that Trudeau's resigned
Take a look at their lives, it will blow your mind!
Stop in your tracks but don't relax
Try to pause to think, check out the facts
You've got Jacques and Gilles and Guy Phil
Margaret Atwood, [??]
Canadian people who are forever gonna be the heroes.
Canada...WAKE UP!
Ask your mother, I'll bet that she knows
A totally massive plethora of heroes.
Canada...WAKE UP!
There's a hero in every story
Canada...WAKE UP!
Some are left wing and some are Tory
A totally awesome selection of heroes.
What makes someone a hero?
Do you have to take a special course in school?
Or maybe save Grandad's life when he's fallen into the pool?
You've heard all about Superman, he's just a cartoon
But there's real superheroes and real things they were doin'
Once again we've got the story of the heroes
No flashy stars, no {???} like Robert DeNiro's
Different faces, different races
Working hard in different places
Canada...WAKE UP!
We've to Metis and mountainclimbers
Canada...WAKE UP!
Farmers, Hippies and Maritimers
A totally massive plethora of heroes.
Canada...WAKE UP!
You've probably got heroes next door
Canada...WAKE UP!
So what do we need this show for?
To show you an awesome selection of heroes
What makes someone a hero?
Do you have to win a war or build a fort?
Or maybe invent the phone, or win the gold in some sport?
Laurier straddled the Solitudes, Wayne and Schuster wore slacks
Our heroes give blood, then pay income tax.
Now and then, give yourself some time to think about
Your own heritage, {???}
{???} to store, from shore to shore, from rich to working poor
Celebrate and don't berate
All the women and men who made this nation great
Not just fancy cars and movie stars
{???}
Canadian people who are forever gonna be the heroes.
Canada...WAKE UP!
Ask your uncle, I'll bet that he knows
A totally massive plethora of heroes.
This is from a CBC program that Moxy Früvous was commisioned to write songs for (back in the early, early days) entitled Heritage Heroes.
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