broken train of thought [1998]
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Hello Mickey Ray (Rock&Roll Band Wasteland)
©1996 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
Hello Mickey Ray
This is message number nine
Won't you let us play at midnight?
Monday night is fine
How much do we owe you?
You know we'll pay to play we'll pay to play
Anytime
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
Set us up on stage
We'll be tearing up the scene
We've always had a raging following
Sure they may be few
But both of them go crazy
You know we'll guarantee 350 if you want us to
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
break
Hello Mickey Ray
This is message number twelve
Guess we'll have to play at the corner
Sidewalk light is fine
But I think we need some power
You know we got to find we got to find
An AC line
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
Hello Mickey Ray
This is message number nine
Won't you let us play at midnight?
Monday night is fine
How much do we owe you?
You know we'll pay to play we'll pay to play
Anytime
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
Set us up on stage
We'll be tearing up the scene
We've always had a raging following
Sure they may be few
But both of them go crazy
You know we'll guarantee 350 if you want us to
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
break
Hello Mickey Ray
This is message number twelve
Guess we'll have to play at the corner
Sidewalk light is fine
But I think we need some power
You know we got to find we got to find
An AC line
We'll be the band to jam
In a rock & roll band wasteland…
Weirdo
©1997 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
OK so we just met; we really don't know each other yet
We don't know who we wanna be, or where we wanna go;
I don't know and you don't know and we don't know collectively
It's very hard to see beyond our trendy little cups of coffee-
Lovely latté, like it alot,
Who could've thought we might knock heads on a sofa
in a corner of a bookstore coffee shop…
Girl, I really hope to God that you’re some kind of weirdo;
I couldn't hope to survive a normal life.
Girl, I really hope to God that you’re some kind of weirdo;
'Cause maybe then you just might understand me.
OK so where you from? This muffin's great why don't you have some?
So you're a local too? And did you tell me what you do?
Weather's queer. It's odd this year. It's so easy to steer talk small.
'Spose we gotta crawl before we run into the next brick wall
So tell me all- what's your feeling on
Everything from Jesus and the Buddha and a sick sense of humor
That's unacceptable?
Girl, I really hope to God…
please be
wierd like me
come on, come on , come on…
Girl, I really hope to God…
OK so we just met; we really don't know each other yet
We don't know who we wanna be, or where we wanna go;
I don't know and you don't know and we don't know collectively
It's very hard to see beyond our trendy little cups of coffee-
Lovely latté, like it alot,
Who could've thought we might knock heads on a sofa
in a corner of a bookstore coffee shop…
Girl, I really hope to God that you’re some kind of weirdo;
I couldn't hope to survive a normal life.
Girl, I really hope to God that you’re some kind of weirdo;
'Cause maybe then you just might understand me.
OK so where you from? This muffin's great why don't you have some?
So you're a local too? And did you tell me what you do?
Weather's queer. It's odd this year. It's so easy to steer talk small.
'Spose we gotta crawl before we run into the next brick wall
So tell me all- what's your feeling on
Everything from Jesus and the Buddha and a sick sense of humor
That's unacceptable?
Girl, I really hope to God…
please be
wierd like me
come on, come on , come on…
Girl, I really hope to God…
She Might Be A Vampire
©1996 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
She's so…full of attraction
She's such a distraction
I don't sleep
She's so…full of seduction
a lovely corruption
pre-chorus
I want her. She wants me.
But what about the things that I can't see?
She so Oh! I don't know.
How can I let myself go?
chorus
She might be a vampire
She might be Delila with her shears
She might be a siren in the waves
She might be the one for me
She's so…beautifully tasty
A dangerous pastry
Be afraid
She's so…full of devices
She always entices
I want her. She wants me.
But what about the things that I can't see?
She so Oh! I don't know.
How can I let myself go?
pre-chorus,chorus
bridge
Should I donate a pint of my blood
before she sucks it all out of my vein?
Should I carefully hide all of my scissors
before she cuts away all of my strength?
I will pour wax in my ears
So I can't hear her voice.
Should I marry her tomorrow?
break (pre-chorus progression)
chorus
She's so…full of attraction
She's such a distraction
I don't sleep
She's so…full of seduction
a lovely corruption
pre-chorus
I want her. She wants me.
But what about the things that I can't see?
She so Oh! I don't know.
How can I let myself go?
chorus
She might be a vampire
She might be Delila with her shears
She might be a siren in the waves
She might be the one for me
She's so…beautifully tasty
A dangerous pastry
Be afraid
She's so…full of devices
She always entices
I want her. She wants me.
But what about the things that I can't see?
She so Oh! I don't know.
How can I let myself go?
pre-chorus,chorus
bridge
Should I donate a pint of my blood
before she sucks it all out of my vein?
Should I carefully hide all of my scissors
before she cuts away all of my strength?
I will pour wax in my ears
So I can't hear her voice.
Should I marry her tomorrow?
break (pre-chorus progression)
chorus
Will I Be
©1996 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
Heat turns up, fire burns hot, tongues of flame lick my very soul,
My soul…
Locked inside, oven window glows, microwaves nuke my very soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be a pile of ashes?
God only knows.
Tide rolls in, the waves lash out, stormy seas swallow my sinking soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be forgotten wreckage?
God only knows.
(instrumental)
Heat turns up, fire burns hot, tongues of flame lick my very soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be a pile of ashes?
God only knows.
God save my soul.
Heat turns up, fire burns hot, tongues of flame lick my very soul,
My soul…
Locked inside, oven window glows, microwaves nuke my very soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be a pile of ashes?
God only knows.
Tide rolls in, the waves lash out, stormy seas swallow my sinking soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be forgotten wreckage?
God only knows.
(instrumental)
Heat turns up, fire burns hot, tongues of flame lick my very soul,
I don't know whether I'll make it or not,
Will I be a pile of ashes?
God only knows.
God save my soul.
Dear Paige
©1997 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
Dear Paige, I heard.
but oh what to say now.
Paige, I heard,
but what can I do for you now?
(oh) he's gone
(oh) and we're trying to hold on
Paige, I heard
you cut off your hair when the news hit your ears.
Oh Paige, I heard
that all of your friends share all of your tears.
(oh) he's gone
(oh) we're all trying to hold on
-instrumental-
Thinking of you out there
suddenly all alone
Thinking of all your dreams
suddenly blown away
I can't think of any words
Still I think of you every day
How many times will I have to
start this note and say
Dear Paige
My broken train of thought, my broken heart
God am I glad your friends still spend the night
we're all trying to hold on
Dear Paige
Dear Paige
Dear Paige
Dear Paige, I heard.
but oh what to say now.
Paige, I heard,
but what can I do for you now?
(oh) he's gone
(oh) and we're trying to hold on
Paige, I heard
you cut off your hair when the news hit your ears.
Oh Paige, I heard
that all of your friends share all of your tears.
(oh) he's gone
(oh) we're all trying to hold on
-instrumental-
Thinking of you out there
suddenly all alone
Thinking of all your dreams
suddenly blown away
I can't think of any words
Still I think of you every day
How many times will I have to
start this note and say
Dear Paige
My broken train of thought, my broken heart
God am I glad your friends still spend the night
we're all trying to hold on
Dear Paige
Dear Paige
Dear Paige
30
Lyrics: William Shakespear
Music: ©1997 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste.
Then can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan th'expense of many a vanish'd sight.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.
If I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o're
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.
If I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd
Music: ©1997 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste.
Then can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan th'expense of many a vanish'd sight.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.
If I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o're
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd and sorrows end.
If I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd
Way Down
©1996 T. Zehnder & T. Zehnder
Tell me where you find true love-
Find it in this cruel world?
Tell me where you find true love?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
Tell me how you save your life?
Living in this cruel world,
Tell me how you save your life?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know I got my hell to hang through,
And you got your own hell burning you,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down.
Tell me where your spirit flies?
Flying through your darkest hour,
Tell me where your spirit flies?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
Tell me how you catch your breath?
Running through your darkest hour,
Tell me how you catch your breath?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know I got my hell to hang through,
And you got your own hell burning you,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down.
You win when you lose,
You gain when you give,
You live when you die,
And the foolish are wise.
I got my own hell,
You got your own hell,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down…
Tell me where you find true love-
Find it in this cruel world?
Tell me where you find true love?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
Tell me how you save your life?
Living in this cruel world,
Tell me how you save your life?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know I got my hell to hang through,
And you got your own hell burning you,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down.
Tell me where your spirit flies?
Flying through your darkest hour,
Tell me where your spirit flies?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
Tell me how you catch your breath?
Running through your darkest hour,
Tell me how you catch your breath?
I know, I know, I know it ain't easy.
I know I got my hell to hang through,
And you got your own hell burning you,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down.
You win when you lose,
You gain when you give,
You live when you die,
And the foolish are wise.
I got my own hell,
You got your own hell,
But we got to find some heaven
Way down, living it up-side-down
Way down, living it up-side-down, way down…
Living in the Land of Palm Trees
©1997 Zehnder & Zehnder
Picture open hands,
Breaking through the ground.
If I’m a dreamer, than let me dream wild,
Why not dream big and bring to term this crazy brainchild?
If I’m a seeker, than let me seek edge,
Why seek the middle ground, when I can leap off the ledge?
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something.
If I’m a thinker, than let me think more,
Why get tied to a narrow line of thinking, when it always slams the door?
If I’m a lover, than let me love deeply,
Why keep all my perfume bottled up when I can pour it out completely?
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something,
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something.
Picture open hands,
Breaking through the ground,
Picture open hands,
Reaching all around.
(instrumental)
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something…
Picture open hands,
Breaking through the ground.
If I’m a dreamer, than let me dream wild,
Why not dream big and bring to term this crazy brainchild?
If I’m a seeker, than let me seek edge,
Why seek the middle ground, when I can leap off the ledge?
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something.
If I’m a thinker, than let me think more,
Why get tied to a narrow line of thinking, when it always slams the door?
If I’m a lover, than let me love deeply,
Why keep all my perfume bottled up when I can pour it out completely?
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something,
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something.
Picture open hands,
Breaking through the ground,
Picture open hands,
Reaching all around.
(instrumental)
Living in the land of palm trees, you know,
Everybody’s reaching for something…