released June 1, 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)