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Bride of Frankenstein
03:04
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
There's a river. It runs through my mind.
The current is humming, images coming and going all the time.
There's a wire attached to my head.
That's what she said before. That's what she said.
She stumbled on the line.
Everything's fine.
And you're mine,
Bride of Frankenstein.
So what? So what?
Sometimes I carry on. Sometimes I cry.
Sometimes I wonder. Sometimes, yeah,
But mostly I watch
How the moon and the midnight look down on the scene.
Sleepers are restless and stir in their dreams.
Put your hand on the screen.
Everything's fine.
And you're mine,
Bride of Frankenstein.
There's a river. Woohoo. So what?
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2. |
Catholic Girls
03:07
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(Words by Mig Little Hayes and music by Bob Hay)
Catholic girls are really the most.
You've got to watch them eat their host.
Pleated skirts and knee-socks blue.
Just beware. They'll get to you.
Hushed confessions from behind a wall.
Belated truth - that priest knows all.
Penances and rosaries.
Little ladies counting bead by bead.
Oh Catholic girls. Catholic girls.
Catholic girls are really the best.
You'll find them living when the rest are dead.
Genuflecting or in silent repose,
That pastor loves them, don't you know.
Catholic girls are really so nice
When they light that candle at night.
Love and sacrifice is what they're taught.
Saints they'll be for they have fought.
Oh Catholic girls. Don't you love those Catholic girls?
Oh, Catholic girl crying in bed.
I know that suffering in your head.
Wrap yourself in a shroud of white.
Preserve the faith you hold so tight.
Oh, Catholic girls. I am a Catholic girl.
Catholic girls. Catholic girls. I am a Catholic girl.
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3. |
The Prince Of Wails
02:34
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
In the hallways of his kingdom, the Prince of Wails walks.
Feet in beat and his fingers snapping. He sings. He don't talk.
Second cousin to the Duke of Earl. Dancing down the hall.
The Prince of Wails.
The king and queen are so upset. They've been crying for a hundred years.
He don't hear the teacher's voice or read the wiggling lines.
He just listens to a magic sound and watches as the wheels go round.
The Prince of Wails.
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4. |
Ellie Dee
03:28
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Sitting in my garden, looking at the sky about to snow.
Ellie Dee, all pearls and lace, come walking through the garden.
See, she said, said to me, it's us against the garden.
See, she said, said to me. Look what she's doing. Look what she's doing now.
See, it's like TV she said and I'm your commentator.
It's me and thee against the sea, she said. Come on and check it out. Check ya later.
See, she said, said to me, it's us against the garden.
See, she said, said to me. Look what she's doing. Look what she's doing now.
She's so aoristic. Her eyes behind shades. Her hair is alkanet.
She writes on walls with lipstick. So easy to remember what you get.
See, she said, said to me, it's us against the garden.
See, she said, said to me. Look what she's doing. Look what she's doing now.
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5. |
Relax
03:12
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(Words by Diana Torell and music by Bob Hay)
Was I planning something to do today? I know you say tomorrow.
Keep forgetting what I came in here for. I know you say sit down.
Don't know what to do. Don't know why I care.
Wish I had someone to write a letter to. I know you say relax.
Did I promise something I owe you now? I know you say forget it.
I was thinking that we might kiss some first. I know you say forget it.
Don't know why I come. Don't know why I run.
Wish I had someone to write a letter to. I know you say relax.
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6. |
Cindy
02:32
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Cindy does the hesitation like it was never done before.
She's a real live strobe sensation making motions all alone in the sky.
At the beach it was wet and windy. I wanna be with Cindy.
Cindy does the hesitation and then she turns around and does it again.
Just get the facts of the situation. Imitate whatever you see.
You can talk about Mork and Mindy. I'd rather be with Cindy. I wanna be with Cindy.
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7. |
Na Nanana
02:59
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
All right. You win. We gonna start all over again,
After you just blow it all away.
Would you like to be the one who comes a-crawling
To try and figure out all that you've done?
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
Well go down, go on down to ground zero.
And tell me again you don't want to be a hero.
Go on, take a chance. Ask the girl to dance.
She's just like Sheba, the queen of the Nile.
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
Na nanana na nanana na nanana.
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8. |
Pop Roots
02:30
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
We're just learning. Let me take your hand.
The world is turning, but you can stand by me.
Face to face. Hand in hand. And step by step by step.
And we're dancing on top of the world.
We're still learning. Let me take your hand.
The world is turning, but you can stand by me.
Face to face. Hand in hand. And step by step by step.
And we're dancing on top of the world.
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9. |
Waltzing Mathilda
02:49
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(Traditional Australian tune. Lyrics written by Banjo Patterson and Marie Cowan.)
A jolly swagman camped beside a billabong
Under a koolaba tree.
He sang as he sat and watched as his billy boiled,
Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me.
Waltzing Mathilda with me.
Down came a jumpbuck to drink at the billabong.
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee.
He sang as he stowed that jumpbuck in his tuckerbag
You'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me.
Waltzing Mathilda with me.
Down came the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred.
Down came the troopers one, two, three.
Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got there in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me.
Waltzing Mathilda with me.
Up jumped the swagman. He dove into the billabong.
You'll never catch me alive said he.
His ghost can be heard all along the billabong.
Who'll come a-waltzing Mathilda with me.
Waltzing Mathilda with me.
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10. |
Information
02:47
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Move your feet. Nowhere to go.
Shake your head. You don't mean no.
You never worry if it's real.
You know the way it feels.
Space stations move in time.
Telegraph the beams of light in huge designs.
You get the message in the motion.
Information explosion.
You get the meaning in the beat.
See the light and feel the heat.
You never worry if it's real.
You know just what to do.
Who do? You do. Lean and spin.
Paper flying everywhere like leaves in the wind.
You get the message in the motion.
Information explosion.
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11. |
Crickets
03:52
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Crickets, crickets, crickets, crickets.
Cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada.
Cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada cicada.
Crickets, crickets, crickets, crickets (remove).
Cucaracha cucaracha cucaracha cucaracha.
Cucaracha cucaracha cucaracha cucaracha.
Mosquitoes, mosquitoes, mosquitoes, mosquitoes.
Crickets, crickets, crickets, pretty crickets.
Crickets, crickets, crickets, crickets.
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12. |
Snowman
02:38
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Jungle walking. Lightning and thunder.
Big bird squawking. Lightning and thunder.
Jungle walking. The rain coming down.
Thunder drums. The tiger runs. The rain coming down.
Frozen statues in the yard.
Hands that look like branches.
Charcoal eyes just watch the snowflakes
Dancing in the wind. Dancing in the wind.
[insert line break]
Hey, snowman!
Jungle walking. Lightning and thunder.
Big bird squawking. Lightning and thunder.
Jungle walking. The rain coming down.
Thunder drums. The tiger runs. The rain coming down.
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13. |
Dancing Exampled
02:14
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(Words by Margaret Adams and music by Bob Hay)
You never bother to check for your name at the door.
You're a dancing example in demand on the floor.
Dancing in your brand-new party frock.
You're the perfect example of thrift store rock.
Dancing example. Such a sight to see.
Dancing example. It's alright to be.
You can the first one on the block
To be the first example of future shock.
Dancing example. Dancing example.
Dancing example. Dancing example.
Don't stop at the door. Don't stop at the door.
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14. |
Satellite
03:24
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Satellite, shining brightly.
Floating in a starry sea.
Satellite, spinning slowly.
Silently go by.
The silver shapes go sailing by.
The evening star she rises,
Throwing shadows on the moon.
Someone should be so lonely,
they'd have to sing it out.
Call her on the radio.
Take a walk in space.
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15. |
Tell Me Now
02:33
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(Words and music by Mark Cooper Smith and Bob Hay)
What to say. (Give me something to say).
When I see you dance. (See me dancing this way).
Nothing's changed. (Tell me nothing has changed).
It's even hotter than. (It's even hotter than they say).
Well I don't know. (Give me something to feel).
Ain't your fishing reel. (I ain't your fishing reel).
My baby's on. (Baby's on the line).
She loves all the time. (He loves me all the time).
Tell me now. (Can't keep dancing).
Ask me how. (Can't keep asking).
What to say. (Keep me guessing).
What to do.
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16. |
Unrelated Happenings
02:01
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(Instrumental)
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Kathy
02:36
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Kathy had a way of walking on air.
Did it one day and everybody stared.
No one could believe it when they saw it on TV.
Came for miles and miles just to be there to see her.
She's flying, flying, flying.
They said she'd be the president,
When she got to Washington.
Millions of people they all came to cheer.
That's the day that Kathy disappeared.
She's flying, flying away.
She's flying, flying away.
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18. |
The Sheik
03:35
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Stop and look around. An ordinary room.
With doors and windows, pictures on the walls.
It's a strange anyway, this ordinary room.
Anytime, anywhere you go.
Meet the sheik. See him speak.
Meet the sheik. Speak or squeak.
Yeah, yeah I know, an ordinary room.
Everyday the same old prisons of the mind.
You can take it or leave it.
You make it and believe it,
Everytime, everywhere you go.
Meet the sheik. Ayee.
Meet the sheik. Sneak a peek.
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19. |
Kalinka
02:22
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Kalinka, she's a real live girl.
Kalinka, half-way round the world.
She dances in her room at night
To a secret radio.
Kalinka. Someone you don't know.
You don't see her on your S.A.C. TV,
But please, please, please, keep her in mind.
Kalinka, she’s a real live girl.
Kalinka, half-way round the world.
She dances in her room at night
To a secret radio.
Kalinka. Someone you don't know.
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20. |
S.P.Q.R.
03:12
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Hey citizen in your fancy car, on the road to Rome.
You take a ride in the S.P.Q.R. oh yeah
Don't ask me where you are, 'cause I won't tell you.
You can run, but you won't get far, won’t get far.
Go to the games, to the library,
It's all the same to me.
Veni, vidi, veni, vidi, vici.
I took my baby to the the (remove) aqueduct, long time ago.
I took my baby to the the (remove) aqueduct again, oh yeah.
We had a swim in the fountain. Had a lotta fun.
She called me a barbarian. I said listen, Hun.
10 B.C. or '53, it's all the same to me.
Veni, vidi, veni, vidi, vici.
Hey, citizen in your shiny car, on the road to Rome,
You're riding on the roads of the S.P.Q.R.
Just don't ask me where you are, 'cause I won't tell you.
Yeah, you can run, but you won't get far, won’t get far
Go to the judge to the tribunal.
It's all the same you see.
Veni, vedi, veni, vidi, vici.
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21. |
Strolling Bones
02:23
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Well here come strolling bones. He come strolling slowly.
He's a rolling stone, kinda moldy oldie.
Mister strolling bones. He's so totally lonely.
Beating on a tin can. Playing on a rubber band.
He sing a little bodeo. He go.
Ooh. Ahh.
That's right, strolling bones, mean like, holy rolling.
Got those bones on loan and the stroll is stolen,
But the soul's his own and he's slowly strolling.
Beating on a tin can. Playing on a rubber band.
He sing a little bodeo. He go.
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22. |
Modern World
02:30
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Boys and girls in the modern day world, they say don't cha love it.
But the modern world ain't got the shape they're saying.
Mama mama mama say.
Well, I'm going doot doot and doot. Well, I got the way to say it.
And modern girls, they go the way to shake it.
Mama mama mama say.
Boys and girls in the modern day world.
Boys and girls in the modern day world.
Oh no. Oh no.
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23. |
What You Get
02:54
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(Words and music by Mark Cooper Smith and Bob Hay)
That's what you get when you come around here.
Always the same old line.
You feel upset. No need to worry.
It's just a matter of time.
That's what you get when you come around here.
A sad story and a bottle of beer, oh my.
It doesn't matter what the words might say. (Ooh ah ooh ah).
It's really what they mean. (Ooh ah ooh ah).
You think it's clear. Well, look again. (Ooh ah ooh ah).
It's never what it seems.
That's what you get when you come around here.
Another question, another beer, oh my.
That's what you get when you come around here. (Ooh ah ooh ah).
A sad story and a bottle of beer. (Ooh ah ooh ah).
You think it's clear. Well, look again. (Oooh ah ooh ah)
And again at a bottle of beer.
That's what you get when you come around here.
A sad story and a bottle of beer, oh my.
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24. |
Elephant Radio
04:24
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(Words and music by Bob Hay)
Well, it starts in the heart, way down in the dark, where diamonds sparkle and shine.
The lightning in the night and the drums begin. Elephants in the sky.
And the reel to reel it keep rolling, twenty-four hours a day.
Ya kinda feel in the air, see it everywhere ya go.
The elephant radio. The elephant radio.
Sticks, stones, hands, bones, eyes, stars, heart, drums and guns.
Don't shoot. It's only a flute.
I'm picking up a frequency. Who's at the transmitter?
In a distant galaxy, with some other critter.
Taking you back, back, back long time ago.
And the monkeys in the trees, they're swinging to the breeze that blows.
The elephant radio. The elephant radio.
Yeah, it starts in the heart, way down in the dark, where diamonds sparkle and shine.
Like lightning in the night and the drums begin. Elephants in the sky.
And the monkeys in the trees, they're swinging, singing to the breeze that blows.
The elephant radio. The elephant radio. The elephant radio. The elephant radio.
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Squalls Athens, Georgia
From 1981 - 1989 the Squalls rocked Athens and made several tours of the South, the Midwest, and East coast cities including several shows at New York city clubs CBGB, Danceteria, and Peppermint Lounge. They released 4 recordings and were included in the 1986 movie "Athens Georgia Inside Out". ... more
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