Manuscription (w​/​Lane Steinberg)

by R. STEVIE MOORE

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04:53
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04:58
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09:28
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11.
05:17
12.
01:51

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released 01 June 2006

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the
LIBRETTO

all songs co-composed by
Lane Steinberg & R. Stevie Moore
(but most lyrics by Lane)

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1. WHAT DO I DO WITH THE REST OF MY LIFE/DON'T BORE US, GET TO THE CHORUS

Tell me what do I do with the rest of my life?
Tell me how is it possible? How is it done?
Tell me how do I deal with this rust on my knife?
Tell me what do I do with the rest of my life?
Ahhhhhh...

Don't bore us,
Get to the chorus
Adore us,
But don't ignore us
Delores,
Are you a Taurus?
Wake Forest,
Pianosaurus.

What do I do with the rest of my life?

(© 17 July 2004)

2. SEE MORE GLASS

If you want to shed despair
See more glass
Dreaming in your underwear
You're free to pass
To see more glass
A transitory island.

Hands of color, opaque wail
Master stroke
Filling up an endless pail
Broke and crass
See more glass
Once enlightened always.

Tension escalation rose
Half-turned fear
See more glass I now suppose
See-through tears
More closed eyes
Only when you're sleeping.

Take me to the suburban embassy
How the hell did I get in?
Modesty
Plays with me
9/11 Stockhausen.

Seniors acting younger now in record time
The perfect age undetermined
Children getting older now in record time
The perfect age
Undetermined age
Designer incubator.

The Jazz Scene at ABC Paramount
LP found on the TV
Charge account
Came in mouth
But she would not swallow.

Tension escalation rose
Half-turned fear
See more glass I now suppose
See-through tears
More closed eyes
Only when you're sleeping.

Hands of color, opaque wail
Master stroke
Filling up an endless pail
Broke and crass
See more glass
Once enlightened always.

The present-day composer
Has left the building.

(© 4 Sept 2004)

3. IT'S NOT THE FAT (IT'S THE HAT)

It's not the fat
It's the hat
It's not the twitch
It's the slap

It's not the bed
It's the morn
It's not the crow
It's the corn

Doncha know that you have got decisions to make?
Can't you see you got a split decision?

It's not the fake
It's the flack
It's not the kick
It's the klack

Doncha know that you have big decisions?
Can't you make your own incision?

It's not the leaf
It's the pile
It's not the road
It's the mile

It's not the feed
It's the fire
It's not the fence
It's the wire

It's not the pick
It's the puck
It's not the lick
It's the luck

It's not the feel
It's the fool
It's not the blood
It's the rules

It's not the fat
It's the hat
It's not the switch
It's the slack

(© Sept 2004)

4. PERMA-FROST (instrumental)

5. THE HAPPY MISANTHROPE

Call for a goose & a gander to get around
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Father of letters, he's tethered & moribound
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

Every tickle tortured into marinade renegades
Happy heathens patching up a parlor game, a shadow's game

Lover of lunacy, noose-like apostrophes
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Lavender telegrams, postmarked from Pakistan
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

Cold predictions, predilictions
Medications for the nations

Add to the mixture some permanant posturing
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Mirrors enable a torrent of fabeling
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

Feathered dens of fickle faded could-have-beens might-have-sinned
Situated in their proper storage bins no one wins

Stew in the juices of yearning and jealousy
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Placated somewhat by mad gifts of prophecy
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

Loose confetti, cold spaghetti
Over-reaching wretched teaching

Formerly tarnished & plated in Tangerine
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Barely can breathe from our seats in the mezzanine
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

Peace is a puzzle that's muzzled by memory
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope
Looped in a double-knot, sweet from the noble rot
He's the happy misanthrope, he's the happy misanthrope

(© May 2005)

6. CHAPTER 24 (Syd Barrett)

A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return.
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error
Action brings good fortune
Sunset

The time is with the month of winter solstice
When the change is due to come.
Thunder in the other course of heaven
Things cannot be destroyed once and for all
Change returns success
Going and coming without error
Action brings good fortune
Sunset, sunrise.

A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one
Change returns success
Going and coming without error
Action brings good fortune
Sunset, sunrise.

(© 1967)

7. HEADLINE HUSTLER (Gouldman/Stewart)

I got me a job on the local paper
Everybody there thinks I'm nice
But they'd better look twice, cause it isn't me
I wanna be

Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker

You keep writing me letters, but I haven't got time
I'm busy looking at photographs
But they'd better not be from the BBC
You're gonna hear from me

Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker

Better not turn around
I'll stab you in the back
And you don't know what I'm hiding
Under my plastic mac, under my plastic mac

I got a very good friend in the CIA
And he says that he never takes bribes
But he's telling lies, cause he's into me
He knows I wanna be

Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker

If your brother's wearing dresses
And your neighbour's swapped his wife
Well I'm gonna make the headlines
With your private life
With your other wife

Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker

Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker

(© 1972)

8. DONAVAN THE EXPATRIATE

Donavan
Coconuts
He's reet petite

Donavan
He got slanted eyes
Japanese monster
In the sky
Ramadan
Stuck in the sink
A red bandana
Pretending it's pink.

Donavan
Got a cool guitar
Flowers up his arse
And a house on Mars
Donavan
Can't rap anymore
Sold his sax
To the music store.

Fact of the matter
It's all in the platter
Take another hit
You're as mad as a hatter
Big-um see
As the Big-um do
Guadalajara
And banana chew.

Donavan
He's a merry old sole
The bottom of his shoe
Is covered in glue
Coconuts
And a three piece suit
On Carnaby Street
He's reet petite.

Donavan
King Kong's foe
A bottle of gin
And a three buck ho'
Ramadan
Stuck in the sink
A red bandana
Pretending it's pink, Pink!?

Little feet play on this street
Little feet play on this street
Little feet play on this street
Little feet play on this street
Little feet play on this street
Little feet play on this street

Fact of the matter
It's all in the platter
Take another hit
You're mad as a hatter
Big-um see
As the Big-um do
Guadalajara
And banana chew.

Use an expectorate
He's an expatriate.

(© 22 Sept 2005)

9. ELEPHANT OVERDRIVE AVENUE

There's no more chum for you
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

So triple my skidoo
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

Your pickle came out blue
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

I'll warm some tea for two
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

The pigs are flying, too
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

We'll stick it to the screws
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

The kids are flying, too
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

We'll stick it to the screws
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

You lick & then you lose
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

You won't make it with brown shoes
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

Your pickle came out blue
On Elephant Overdrive

The kids are flying, too
On Elephant

There's no more chum for you
On Elephant Overdrive Avenue

Elephant Overdrive Avenue
Elephant Overdrive Avenue
Elephant Overdrive Avenue
Elephant Overdrive Avenue.

(© 2006)

10. LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE I USED TO LIVE IN

Little haus on d prairie I usedto live in

11. GOODBYE HALO

Goodbye halo
I don't need you around my head no more
Goodbye halo
I don't want you around my head no more
Meanwhile...

I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night
I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light
I don't need no bags
No, I don't need no stinkin' badge
Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night.

Goodbye video
I don't need you around my neck no more
Goodbye radio
I don't want you around my dick no more
Meanwhile...

I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night
I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light
I won't need no bags
No, I don't need no stinkin' badge
Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night

I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night
I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light
I don't need no bags
No, I don't need no stinkin' badge
Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night

Goodbye fellow
I don't need you around my bed no more
No moore
Meanwhile... (back at the ranch)

I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night
I'm gonna cross the valley of eternal light
I don't need no bags (he dont need no...)
No, I don't need no stinkin' badge (he don't need no stinkin' badge)
Cause I'm gonna have a halo by the end of the night

"Lane? Lane, come here, willya?"

12. NCG SONATA (instrumental)

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It's not the fat
It's the hat
It's not the twitch
It's the slap

It's not the bed
It's the morn
It's not the crow
It's the corn

Doncha know that you have got decisions to make?
Can't you see you got a split decision?

It's not the fake
It's the flack
It's not the kick
It's the klack

Doncha know that you have big decisions?
Can't you make your own incision?

It's not the leaf
It's the pile
It's not the road
It's the mile

It's not the feed
It's the fire
It's not the fence
It's the wire

It's not the pick
It's the puck
It's not the lick
It's the luck

It's not the feel
It's the fool
It's not the blood
It's the rules

It's not the fat
It's the hat
It's not the switch
It's the slack

(© Sept 2004)