1. |
Find the Time
02:37
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I just need to find the time,
find the time,
to do what needs be done.
I must find the time,
find the time,
and then I will be complete.
How many times have I said I would do it?
But I still have not done it.
How many times? I'm only asking me.
I think it's 103.
I know that I should
find the time.
But there really is no time.
I really must just create the time
With perhaps
a mallet.
I think I need
a mallet.
And then I can...
Smash the time!
Crush the time!
Destroy the time!
That's truly how I would find the time
to get all things done.
That's truly how I would find the time
to get all things done.
And perhaps while I smash the time
I could also smash other things.
And perhaps while I smash the time
I could smash everything!
Because I just need to
crush the time!
Destroy the time!
And smash the time!
That's how you
create the time
that you will find!
I know that not all people
think the same way.
There are people who
twiddle and mope about.
But those people, they
never have time to say
"Hey you should make some time!
If it is what you are about!"
If it's important to you
then just do it!
If it's important to you
then make it happen!
If it's important to you
you should do it!
There is no time
other than now!
There is no time
other than now!
(Because I've destroyed it.)
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2. |
I Will Sing a Song
04:00
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I will sing a song
that I know I must do.
I will sing a song!
What will I sing?
What will it be?
I don't know!
I don't know!
What will it be today?
I could sing about
lovely butterflies.
I could sing about
shit as it flies.
Or I, or I
could sing about you.
Or I, or I
could sing, yes, all about you.
Exploring you
until I'm through.
What will it be today?
How do I know when I'm through?
What will it be today?
Will I sing of you?
What will we do?
And you! Oh, you. You, you, you.
Am I you or are you me?
What will it be?
Will it be me singing songs about you?
Or, instead, will it be you who sings of me?
If we are one and the same
who sings of whom?
If we are one and the same
do you sing of poo?
My poo. Your poo.
Deep inside us both.
The gross stuff. The slimy stuff.
The stuff that hurts the most.
What will we sing?
What of it's true?
Oh, how I love you,
oh, yes, you.
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3. |
Lemon Juice
03:21
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This song is not about a lemon biscuit!
This song is not about a lemon cookie!
It's not even about a yellow fish called Lemon Biscuit!
It's not even about a little fish called Fi-fi-fi!
This song is about a lemon,
or maybe it's about just lemon juice.
This song is just about a lemon,
or more specifically, it's about you.
You who are the juice.
If your life is a lemon,
then maybe, you're secretly the juice!
What kind of juice are you?
What kind of flavor do you leave behind?
What kind of juice are you?
If your life, it is a lemon.
Some people think that if life gives them lemons
that they will just make some lemonade.
But what if you actually are the lemon,
or more specifically, you are the juice it contains?
Would you still make lemonade?
Adding something sweet to yourself?
Would you still make lemonade?
Becoming something more sweet?
Or would you prefer
to simply remain bitter?
Or would you simply prefer
to make others pucker-pucker?
Because when life is a lemon,
you might be the lemon-juice in it.
Because if you're the lemon juice,
why, what sort of recipe would you be in?
Personally, I really like hummus.
And it sort of needs some lemon, lemon juice.
Personally, I really like hummus.
And I can be it's lemon juice.
I will be the lemon juice,
in the hummus of my life.
Because if my life was a lemon
I shall slice that life with a knife!
And extract that good lemon juice!
And deposit it in the recipe!
And I shall create some hummus from my life,
and it will bring my much glory!
And it will be so yummy!
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4. |
Answered Questions
02:18
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One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
I am laying on the floor.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
I am singing a song.
Singing a song.
I would like,
like to know,
what to do
after this song.
What sort of thing will I do?
What sort of thing will I know?
But! How do you know?
How do you see?
I see deep, deep inside of me.
But I keep secrets.
Secrets from other parts of me!
Sometimes I like to be surprised,
so I don't let me see.
So, now, what to do?
I will stay here a while.
So, now, what to do?
With nothing else to do--
I will smile.
Sitting here.
For a while.
I will smile.
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5. |
A Beautiful Day to Die
04:47
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I looked out my window.
I found it raining, raining so hard.
I looked out, out my window.
And I thought, "This is, yes, a beautiful day to die."
What will I kill? Will I die?
Who or what might be dying inside?
It's a beautiful day, a beautiful day,
a beautiful day to die.
What do you do when you want to change?
What do you rearrange?
It's a beautiful day, a beautiful day
to kill that part of you that you dislike.
It's a beautiful day to die.
How do you go about killing things?
Do you first extract them from your head?
Or do you go deep inside your head
to bring them a good day to die?
I like to do a couple of things
when I want to kill some things.
I like to do, yes, many things
when it's a good day to die.
Some of the things they are real simple,
like gather your things, all around.
Know what to cut, and know what to keep,
and keep those shears so sharp.
You need to cut out the bits of you
that serve you no, no more.
Just cut them out and let them die,
and parts of you will die, die, die!
It's a good day to die, a good day to be reborn.
A good day to be, once again, transformed.
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
to die and to live.
So on this day, I will kill something.
On this day, something will kill me.
On this day, my shears will shear away
something gory bright.
A beautiful day to die.
A beautiful day to die.
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6. |
I Can Make It Happen
03:14
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Like any other author,
if you annoy me
I might write you
in to something.
However, as a
songwriter
I will write you
in to my song.
Would you like to be
disemboweled?
Would you like your entrails
to fall to the floor?
I can make it happen in a song.
I can make it happen in a song.
Would you like to see the stars?
Or perhaps touch a whale?
Would you like to be devoured by
the Whale of the Stars.
I can make it happen in a song, in a song.
I can make it happen in a song.
So many things can happen.
You might be surprised.
But I can make it happen
and for half the price!
I can make it happen in a song, in a song.
I can show you terrors, in a song, in a song.
Do you want to see what happens when
cars rain from the sky?
Do you want to see what happens when
robots, they stand by?
I can make it happen in a song, in a song.
I can make it happen in a song, in a song.
The kittens will save us,
again,
you know.
Once again, in a song.
And do you think something real lovely,
like cabbages from space,
could destroy the President,
in a song, it's no disgrace.
So many things can wonderfully happen.
Sausage can rain from the sky.
And it can still be quite vegan
in a song, it's never a lie!
I can do this! In a song! A song!
I can do that! In a song! A song!
So many things will happen in a song!
Please, just leave me by.
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7. |
I am Changing
03:53
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I don't know what I am.
I know I'm still
what I've always been.
But I don't know what I am.
I think I might be an artist.
I used to think
I used to think
that I might be a writer.
But now, I don't think so.
Now, I don't think so.
I think I am just
an artist.
How do you know
what you are?
Do you have a clue?
Did you learn it from a star?
Was it Beyonce
who told you who you are?
Or was it
Kathleen Turner Jones?
I don't know,
exactly what to say,
I thought I might
be something today!
But I'm just me!
And that's what I say:
Get used to it,
because I'm here to stay.
And so, I will rest.
And so, I will smile.
For I may be here for a while.
And so, I will rest.
And so, I will smile.
And so I will return.
And so I will return.
Some people think that they will return
and live another life.
I don't believe that, no I don't.
I will just return to this life.
Changing. Changing!
Changing some more!
I've changed so much,
and I've only just begun!
Changing and changing
and changing some more!
I don't think
I will ever stop.
Because when I stop,
what will be next?
It's not like
I'm planning to ever die.
There's no need for
such foolish things
when I can just
change again.
Change and change
and change some more!
I will be changing
when I'm sixty-four.
Change and change
and change again.
I will be changing
when I'm eighty and ten.
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8. |
Singing Makes Sense
03:40
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I don't know why,
but everything makes sense in a song.
I don't know why,
but somehow it does.
Everything makes sense in a song, song, song.
Everything makes sense in a song!
I don't know why,
but everything makes sense in a song.
Have you found
that sometimes a song
it really goes quite long, and
sometimes it makes no sense!
I have found when I sing,
I find many, many things
and they usually,
usually make sense!
How do you like your songs
do you like them really long?
How do you like your songs
and your sense?
Well, I could do without sense,
but I really like my songs
and that is why I'm singing.
Singing for your pence,
or your pennies
or your coins
or your money
... so I can eat?
That is why I'm singing for your pence.
And I find that when I sing my songs,
these things they make so much sense.
And I find as I sing, just sing along with songs,
so many things they make sense.
I can sing about so many things.
Sometimes I don't even know what I'm singing!
Sometimes, I can sing about so many things.
And if I keep on going! I find! I find!
If I keep on going, my mind
opens and I see something deep inside
and the song, the song makes sense.
Yes, the song, the song makes sense.
So, you will see, as I sing my songs,
the world, it just makes sense.
At least I think, as I sing the songs that
the world, the world makes sense.
What do I see as I sing my songs,
as I sing of the world making sense?
What do I see as I sing my songs,
Well, I see that the world needs more songs!
So I sing a song about how the world makes sense,
and the world makes sense with songs.
I sing songs about worlds making sense
and the world it hears my song.
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9. |
My Inspiration
03:53
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I have quite a lot of inspiration.
Sometimes it is real cool.
I have a lot of inspiration.
Sometimes it's a bowl of gruel.
How many things can you sing about?
I think I can sing of anything.
How many things can you sing about?
I think my inspiration could be anything.
Anything that's possible.
Anything I can think of.
Anything that someone's known
or somehow described a little piece of.
So much to sing about!
So much to read!
My inspiration, no doubt,
could be truly anything!
Anything I see with my eyes!
Anything I hear with my ears!
Anything I smell with my nose
or taste with my tongue
or feel with my fingers
or maybe feel with my tongue.
Because tongues are more
sensative to touch than fingers.
I could sing a song about that,
if that's not something I've done.
Or I could sing about it,
even if I've already done a
song like that, a song like that.
I can mix them up and mash them flat.
I can mix them up.
I like lots of really cool songs.
Really cool songs
about really cool things!
So I pull my inspiration from almost everything!
This song here is inspired
about my inspiration itself.
This song here is inspired
about my ability to sing.
Because I can sing about anything.
Anything at all
and
if you want me to sing about
something just let me know.
Because I can sing about
absolutely
anything.
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10. |
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If you haven't noticed
there is nothing you can do.
You don't need to bother
looking or fretting.
Just stop worrying!
Just ignore the warnings!
There's nothing you can do!
There's nothing you can do!
Save your breath,
yes, save yourself!
And save your soul
before we're through.
There's no need to worry.
There's no need to bother.
There's nothing you can do.
There's nothing you can do.
And if you relax,
maybe you will find
something positive you can do.
Make a change.
Yes, a change
that's good for you.
Focus on your community.
Focus on what you can change.
Focus on your friends and family.
Focus on what you can do.
Just stop, stop worrying
about what you can't control.
Just focus on what you can do.
You might find,
if you don't waste your strength,
that there's nothing to stop you.
You might find that
if you don't waste your strength
that you will get through.
Just stop worrying.
Ignore the warnings.
We know that it's bad.
You can relax now.
There's nothing to do.
At least, not now.
But your moment will come
and if you have the energy,
if you have not given up,
your time won't be through.
Just relax for a while,
we are not done with you!
Just for a while, until you are ready.
There's nothing you can do right now,
but waste your energy.
That won't be good for you
because then you can't react
when the moment comes.
The moment comes
that you could react.
So stop right now!
Just re, relax.
We will will go for the jugular
after a snack.
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11. |
People Depend on You
03:27
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What time did you say dinner was?
I know that you're cookin' something.
What time did you say dinner was?
I'm feeling hungry, so whenever is fine.
There are people
who depend on you.
Maybe they're fur babies
and they don't speak much.
Maybe they are children,
and they never shut up.
But there are people
who depend on you.
You know exactly what you have to do.
You have to feed everyone.
Even if you're the only one.
Take care of, at least, yourself.
And maybe take care of everyone else.
But remember that
you must take care of you!
You must not stop until you are through!
Remember who you answer to!
You answer to, just you!
And I think that you might find
something really yummy.
If you look deep in to your mind
it's not made of honey.
But you might find something yummy!
Deep in your mind
is some food for thought.
But you need to
toss the old ones out.
Deep in your mind
is food for thought.
And maybe
toss the old ones out!
You don't need the old ones!
They're kind of super stinky!
You don't need the old ones!
They're not good for you anymore!
Remember to feed yourself.
At least some food for thought.
Remember to feed yourself.
When you're feeding everyone else.
When you're feeding everyone else,
do not leave yourself out,
for you are
so important
to you.
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12. |
Interruptions
03:26
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For some of us
being older means
interruptions.
There are so many interruptions.
So many you can't count!
Sometimes it's your phone!
Sometimes it's your mother-in-law!
Who know what will interrupt you!
You don't know!
You have to be aware!
Watch! Watch out!
You don't know!
You have to be aware!
Watch! Watch out!
So many interruptions.
Sometimes you're the
interruption in your head
and you don't know how to stop.
Interruption here!
And interruption there!
But you just kind of need to
slow down! Slow down!
Slow down and stop!
So many interruptions
but you don't need so many.
Slow down. Take a breather.
Slow down and stop.
You can leave the room.
Leave that device over there.
You can leave the room.
They'll be okay for five minutes I swear!
But you shouldn't leave them that long
Because seven minutes might spell their doom!
But five minutes is prob'ly alright
so you can go to the bathroom.
There are so many interruptions!
So many I can't count!
So many interruptions!
And I just need to...
Slow down. Slow down.
Slow down and think for a little bit.
Slow down. Slow down.
Slow down and be.
Sometimes I want
to just be me.
Sitting in a room
just being me.
Not doing anything.
Not even, no, singing.
Just being me.
All that I can be.
I can do this. Yes, I can!
Even when there are
so many interruptions.
So many I can't count.
But, I have this quiet
in me.
I have this
peace.
Deep within me.
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13. |
Slowly a Tree
02:57
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Slowly
Slowly
Inch by inch.
I'm growing
in to a tree.
Slowly
Slowly
Inch by inch.
Little ones will
take their shelter under me!
It takes time to form a community.
A community of everything.
Slowly but surely you can grow
a community, a web of friends.
Lovely and beautiful friends.
Grown over time.
Through the seeds of friendship
with some time.
Over time they will grow
and lots of stuff
will be sometimes fun
and sometimes super tough!
But with your community
you will find
everything is easier
and you can unwind.
You get to have so much fun
while you enjoy everyone.
So enjoy your friends
and have a good time.
Be a lovely human
all of the time.
We can become
a strong community.
But, not if you
don't care about anyone.
Not if you
only about yourself.
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14. |
Obsession
05:19
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Some people say
I'm obsessed
with writing
songs.
I think others just don't try,
don't try to sing along.
I'm not obsessed.
I just try a little bit.
And I found that I liked
making songs that I like
so I keep making songs.
You might think I'm obsessed
That I have
some strange obsession.
I just keep making songs.
It's quite the
preoccupation.
I don't even really do anything
with them
when they're done.
They just sit around
and
sometimes they're kind of fun.
When I revisit them after long ago,
after long ago
and think.
And I think of other songs,
kind of similar and things.
I think lots of things are super fun.
I think I'm not the only one.
I might be a little obsessed
with having way, way, too much fun.
Is it obsession if you like to
have fun?
Is it wrong to make some
awesome stuff?
What do you do when people point and laugh
at your stuff?
I know what I do.
I include them in
the next thing I make.
And then
I bring
the
pain and misery.
In that song!
In that story!
And maybe an art or three!
I can open them up,
spill all out all of their guts.
And, maybe if they see it
and they recognize themselves in it
they will be a
little kinder
to the ones
that make stuff!
But I don't do it for them, oh, no.
I only do it for me.
Because, it's fun
and it makes me feel
good.
Don't you see?
It's simple to just
have some fun.
Just kick your heels up and sing.
We can have so much fun.
Creating everything.
And so, if I'm obsessed,
at least I'm having fun.
And, yes, I still think
that it's best
if I am having fun.
I know you might not care,
but I don't care about what you think,
because you're not me.
You're just
some dude I met
when I went for a drink!
So I'll have my fun
and I'll sing my songs.
And so what if it's an obsession?
Because I'm having so much fun.
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Mr. Beany's Bitty Band
We're a one-person band fronted by a human who self-describes as a mad artist. We invented the "crapcapella" genre, and remain a proponent, though we now support the term "folk acapella" as well. We love improvised music as well as sheet music.
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