Craig Moorhead's SUMMER IN WINSTON
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THE LYRICS:

SIDE 1:

Intro


Ode To Chocolate Ice Cream
O chocolate ice cream
How I love thee
Your taste is most wonderful positively
Though some say you're cold and my love is a sin
You melt in my hand when I've got no napkin
I love you in the morning
And I love you at night
I love you when you're frozen
And when you're just right

O chocolate ice cream
How I love thee
Your taste is most wonderful positively
Though some say you're cold and my love is a sin
You melt in my hand when I've got no napkin
I love you in the morning
And I love you at night
I love you when you're frozen too hard
And when you're just right


Garbage Bag Box
There is a box
Underneath my sink
And I wonder
Does it think
About it's survival from day to day
And that at last it will be thrown away

Such is the ironic existence
Of the garbage bag box

There was a girl
Who sang a song
Little did she know
Her lyrics were all wrong
An entertaining list
But she could not see
T hat the words she sang had nothing to do with irony

Such is the ironic existence
Of Madame Morrissette

There is a man
Who laughs to hide his tears
He exhales lethal gas
As he inhales years
He questions all his life
Only to find
In the end the answer
He was born to die

Such is the ironic existence
Of the human race


The Man Who Wasn't There
A long haired Turk from a distant land
Shot his family and gimped his hand
And you can't see through his alibi
Cos nothing's there what a guy
No nothing's there he's quite a guy
He pulls your strings but you can't feel
He's not just legend the bastard's real
A puppet show for him alone
He doesn't write he never phones

CHORUS - He's gone
In a puff of smoke he's gone
He's got your number
The guy is never wrong
Don't hope to win
The playing field ain't fair
Cos how can you pit wits against the man who wasn't there
He's gone

He's the man behind the scenes
He calls the shots he plots the schemes
Those who know him fear his name
Those who don't should fear the same
Yeah, those who don't should fear the same
He's not a thug he's not a thief
He doesn't care if you believe
With enough faith for us all
You'll never know he made you crawl

CHORUS

He has another language that he's speaking
That no one else can hear
He's making it up as he goes along
Nothing is real

VERSE 1

CHORUS


Bigfoot, pt. 1


Thank You, Mr. Pope
It's late
The one trick stars are open wide
No matter how old I get
There will be a child inside
To see pills turn into giants
Make the pen abide

1st rate
P-City is the pulp of hope
We haven't seen the best yet
Catch the buzz of Mr. Pope
And his bodyguard appliance
Interplanetary scope

Future date
A girl who lives on planet Mars
A tale of robot friends
Big bugs and floating cars
This is no science
You just draw who you are

CHORUS - Fix on the manga
Bought it for five
Got if for danger
Dug on that jive

Parade
Escapo will draw them in
His eyes melt for Aerobella
Who loves the Acrobat King
Watch him hold his breath
Watch him break free of his chains

The last
THB and RHM
Performing feats o' wonder
For a group of fatal femmes
A heart on the cover
And throughout the diagrams

CHORUS


When I'm With You
I don't think I ever cry
I don't think I ever lie
I don't think I ever die
As much as I do
When I'm with you
I don't think I've ever seen
A more ferocious beauty queen
To be so purty and so mean
What can I do
I wanna be with you

REFRAIN - It makes no sense to let you go
Cos either way you hurt me so
Oh whoa

I don't wanna play no fool
But I won't let you treat me cruel
I got pride and I got cool
Just as much as I do
When I'm with you
Yes I do
When I'm with you

REFRAIN


Any Major Year
I can remember her from far away
The way that no one else can
When there was never anything to say
I could pretend I'd be her man
And through three seasons of solitaire
As I have kept my mouth closed
A schism grew that I could not repair
There was a question I could not pose

She acts like she could throw it all away
And ya know I bet she could
Don't think I'll ever see her fade
Here on the road to Hollywood
A temple body a ten yard stare
Yeah and her smile needs some work
If luck would let singles become pairs
She'd be my tug I'd be her jerk

And all of this for a passing thought
It is one that I must relate
When I look back on this futile cause
I can at least keep the story straight
I can remember her from far away
The way that no one else can
When there was never anything to say
I could pretend I'd be her man


You Get What You Pray For
published in the 'National Library of Poetry' book (or something)
These moods they change like seasons
More like hours for reasons
That fly by me leaving scratches
Lasting hours more like days
An invitation so seeming pure
That spins my thoughts suddenly demure
My famous tension lends a stammer
A queen's words brain me like a hammer
Two seconds time is all it took
Some strange denial some brand new hook
Impromptu meeting but was it chance
The passing minutes good lord I'm in it
I ask aloud What did that mean
It's not right or fair but wow
Her words they'll stay a feeling fray
Lasting hours more like days
These moods they change like seasons
More like hours for reasons
That fly by me leaving scratches
Lasting hours more like days


Bigfoot, pt. 2


Summer In Winston
It's a lonely lonely night
I'm the only one inside
No one asking to be let in
The summer begins

Don't worry about me
I'm just waiting for the one

I don't wake up at the crack of dawn
I can't wait til my day is done
When I sleep it's different
The summer relents

Don't worry about me
I'm just waiting for the one

I don't want to be cold
I don't want to be old

I don't know what's beyond hello
I don't know how to read your soul
If I could talk I'd tell no lies
The summer would fly

So don't worry about me
I'm just looking for the one

Don't worry about me
I'm just looking for the one

I've been changed by the past
Trust has slipped through my grasp
I wish I could have it back again
The summer begins

But don't worry about me
I'm still looking for the one

I don't want to be told
That I need to be cold


Nobody Else's Song
(instrumental)

SIDE 2:

Groggland
Someday they will finish the film school
The children will be laughing in the streets
The sun will come and shine down on us
Jubilant we will dance in it's heat

Someday they will finish the film school
And then there will be peace on earth
I don't know when that day will come
I hope when it does we're not all gone

Someday they will finish the film school
Hell will be as cold as Sam's black heart
The teachers will not speak of their careers
And I can stop using the term 'peers'

Someday they will finish the film school
We will see that everything's legit

REFRAIN - I had a dream that it's
Not what it seems
Can it be
Can it be
Can it be

REFRAIN
Someday they will finish the film school
The children will be laughing in the streets
I don't know when that day will come
I hope when it does we're not all gone


Wangdangdoodle
(instrumental)


Pizza
additional ad libs by Paul Hamilton



Bigfoot, pt.3


The Ballad of Li'l Dickie Simpson
There once was a man named Dick Simpson
Who thought he could rule the world
His wife lived in fear of him
And so did his little girls
He never matured past age sixteen
His temper raged like a pocket knife
He wouldn't even go to church
Unless he could threaten a life

One day a young man came along
To steal the heart of Dick's eldest
The boy's intent was not to knock boots
Yet for some reason ol' Dickie smelled this

In a rush Dick's adrenaline pumped
And he went off to confront the lad
His threats and ignorant babble
Made me forget that he was a dad
He pulled a knife and knocked the boy down
And then he said
You come near my daughter again boy
And you'll be dead

This man thought he had control
But he was an enemy of love
And I don't think he could ever say nothing
That would be enough


Leg Rednippel
The only face he ever had
Was split in two but looked like one
And it always wore a grin
Yeah it was false so shit-eatin'
He promised fame
He slathered shine
He was all talk
He was all talk he had no mind

Leg Rednippel x4

He only walked on two legs
But he told me he had three
Uncommon knack for breakin' eggs
But the omelette was fantasy
An Indian a mannequin
He was all talk
He was all talk he's always been

Leg Rednippel x5

Leg Rednippel x5

Verse 1

Leg Rednippel x8


Do You Wanna See Me Pee?
lyrics by Paul Hamilton

Ladies and Gentlemen of the web browsing audience,

Common decency forbids me from publishing these
lyrics. Seeing as how we have already made this
affront to human decency immortal by committing
it to tape, I see no reason to find another out-
let for its -- there's no other word for it -- evil.

Thank you,
Craig Moorhead

I Could've Been Someone Else
I could tell you that I'm sorry
But I just don't have the time
You would only think I'm lying
And pay my plea no mind
Don't tell me to play fair
I don't know what's in your hair
So I'm taking the night off

I'll be sitting in the bar room
With all my psychic friends
They'll tell me I don't need you
And that you and me should end
I'll say What the hell do you know
She's the only one I've got
And I don't want to be alone
Then I'll go home

So we wake up the next morning
And avoid our morning breath
Our heads are bowed for coffee
Like a couple mourning death
God knows I want to kiss you
But I couldn't take what's next
So I'm off to work without a word

And I take the fastest highway
Punch my timecard in and out
In between I'm taking meetings
Where I hear my bosses shout
Oh don't tell us to play fair
You don't know what's in our hair
And I'm thinking to myself
I could've been someone else

I should tell you that I'm sorry
Now that I have the time
But I'm not sure if I'd be lying
Cause I don't know my own mind
I'll be waiting by the stairs
To see just how much you care
And if
I want to be
Someone else


Bigfoot, pt. 4


Getting It Wrong
I played that same old song for you
You melted like you used to do
Now you've come around to me
Now it's like it used to be
I get a kiss at the door
I get what I forgot before
The awkward silence on the phone
The forced conversay-shee-own

And I'm saying all the wrong things
CHORUS - I'm getting it wrong again
Getting it wrong again
I'm getting it wrong again
Getting it wrong again

With you I never lost my pride
You were always by my side
You said that I'd make it someday
You cleared all the shit away

And I'm still saying all the wrong things

CHORUS

As precious as you are to me
There's something that I just can't read
And I'm saying all the wrong things

CHORUS (X2)


Last Song of the Album
This is the last song of the album
It's here just to fill the time
I felt there was too much blank tape
At the end of this side
This is the last song of the album
I made it up just now
I don't so much like the lyrics
But I like the way it sounds