Hush
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Go to sleep and dream little darling
It's time for bed time to put
Out the light
Sweet dreams are awaiting
Behind closed eyes
And dark blanket of night
Where the bedbugs don't bite
Go to sleep and hush until morning
You've said all your prayers
Time to make them come true
Don't worry your daddy is here if you need
Him tonight
Ease your mind rest your eyes and sleep tight
Goodnight
Joining A
Fan Club
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
She turned the nightlight on
And blew him a kiss
He stared back through his green
Crayola eyes
She traced his likeness from off
The back of the disc
Next to the boxtop promise of the biggest prize
Joining a fan club with my friends
Filling our bathtubs with tee
Shirts and 8 x 10's
He looks so dreamy i'm in love
From afar
When i'm picking up a fallen star
Downstairs the late show's blasting
'Age of the rock'
The greedy monks playin' last
Sunday at the milky way
Mom's writing checks to the
Minister in the corner singing
"dig down deep"
Cause if you wanna go to heaven
All you gotta do is pay to pray
Joining a fan club with my pen
Filling my bath tub with holy
Water and amens
He looks so dreamy i'm in love
From afar
When i'm picking up a fallen star
Shake that woody for me
St. Pinocchio
You've paid your money
Now watch that money grow
Joining a fan club best be warned
He turns me on when he wears that lampshade
Crown of thorns
We'd look so dreamy sharing his balck caviar
While i'm picking up a fallen star
Joining a fan club is a big mistake
I still get heartburn when i think about all off the
Stamps i ate
I wish i'd loved him before fate crashed his car
Say a prayer for a fallen star
Sebrina, Paste And
Plato
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Far behind the forest of
Flying paper aeroplanes
Grazing on the grounds of ponytails
The substitute is counting down her ticks till
Recess
Hammering down to size her fingernails
Because today's the day sebrina builds her
box
Lunch buffet
Kool-aid, sandwiches and chips for all the
Shoulders
Lunch is on the table soon dessert
Is on the floor singing
So serene sebrina makes me feel so serene
So serene sebrina makes me feel so serene
Chesney's looking dapper in his brand
New dunce cap
Strolling down the runway to an "f"
(never has he look so lovely)
With all the others watching
Eating paste and plato (the one and only)
He fights the urge to run and kiss the chef
But she's a lovetarian especially in the
form of
Puppies
So he keeps his elbows off her
Table but he spills the beas
That he loves the girl behind the boysenberry
Punch (sebrina)
So serene sebrina makes me feel so serene
(our lady of the jabberwock)
So serene sebrina makes me feel so serene
(i live to smell her tulips talk)
So serene sebrina makes me feel so serene
(hostess for the show and tell the shepherdess
Of the muscatel flock)
Lucnhbox, hopsctoch on the rocks with spitballs,
Pratfalls, alcohol
Sebrina...
New Mistake
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Curtain opens spotlights the gentleman
Siging his love letter best wishes simpleton
Dialog swam from his pen like pollywogs
He knew better that perfum was gravity
Pulling him closer to what could be tragedy
Love is blind, deaf and dumb, but nevermind
You better catch me when i fall
I'm on my roller skates
Cause any ole way that i fall
I land in your arms even though
It's wrong
Cause i love my new mistake
Intermission gave way to a miracle
The birth of an accident grew to a spectacle
That couldn't wait the mother was three weeks
Late
So father mason clutching his crucifix
Baptized the baby in whiskey and licorice
What a lovely way drowning sins and tooth decay
Looks like our hero's gonna fall
The bow's about to break
Cause any ole way that i fall
I'll be in your arms even though it's wrong
With our lovely new mistake
You better catch me when i fall
I'm on my roller skates
Cause any ole way that i fall
I land in your arms even though
It's wrong
Cause i love my new mistake
The ending turned tragic when many years
later
The baby had grown up and married
A pop singer
I guess it was her turn to make her first mistake
Any ole time at all
Any ole way that i fall
I just like awake with my new mistake
The Glutton of Sympathy
A.sturmer / R.manning
In the breathless hush of
Four am
In the dark sits a sad cliche'
Cloaked in the navy blu of slowly
Fading stars
Tell me how this came to be
Sleeplessness talk to me
She'd say over and over again
Fumbling through a cut glass vase
Passing lipstick and cotton spools
Burning jealous pictures of
Marriages of friends
You never asked to be
The glutton of sympathy
She says over and and over that this is
The end
'Cause i see it in her eyes
What you don't know, time to let go
I see it in your eyes there is so
Much more out there to be learned
Such mornful words
On this white snow
Vacant page all the lesson
That she learns she packs away
Will you never cease to be
The glutton of sympathy
She writes over and over again
That's when i see it in your eyes
What you don't know time to let go
I see it in your eyes
There is so much more out there to
Be learned
Tossing, turning roll away
Indecision won't you ever make up
Your mind
Lifetime nighttime wake the day
'Cause tomorrow will see
If you've had your fill of sympathy
Will you never cease to be
The glutton of sympathy
Don't you know the stars are all
Fading let the sunshine capture the sparkle of
Your smile
The Ghost At Number
One
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Ugly apparition gods gift to
Oxygen
The puffed up immortal son
How they love him cause he'll become
The ghose at number one
How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who know that you're right
How does it feel to be a loaded gun
How does it feel inside a chamber
Packed with piss and spite
Sure life's no cherry
But a cupcake for the meek
So he shoots up his poison
Until the frosting tastes so sweet
(like a valentine)
He's giving it all he's got
The king of rebels hit the jackpot
But his finish line was an
Artistic flop
Yeah even the critics can't outrun
The ghost at number one
How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows that you're right
How does it feel to be a chalklind
Dollar sign
How does it feel up at the address
All the widows write
Mrs lynn the fruit of your labour
Gives s a saviour, nappy superstar
To we've bid congratulations to
Him adulation
A blessed life begun, for the
Ghost at number one
How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows the you're right
How does it feel to be a visionary poet
How does it feel to pack a pen with
Vinegar and insight
There's a party at the pearly gates
Of gold and platinum
(and) for you an invitation to the
Holy rock'n'rollers
How does it feel to be the only one
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows that you're right
Standing on the bandstand
You'll see the legends
Who'll tell you how it fels
To be the only one who knows
How does it feel to be so deep down underground
How does it feel to be the only one
Who knows you've been buried alive
Mrs lynn the fruit of your labour
Gives us a saviour
Bye, Bye, Bye
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
So there it is
All the truth is on the table
Nothing to forgive
It's ok to start again
The wedding cake
Almost fades into a memory thrown
In cupid's face
Love's just frosting anyway
They both think back to long ago
When thoughts of them both
Growing old
Had given them the grey hair they
Deserved
Singing bye bye bye...
Well i've come to take you home
Another wife
Neglected to the end
Lives her on prison life
Solitaire's not just a game
She called his bluff
Even thought the token and gold
Watch were never enough
To tell the time and start again
It seems all of these tragedies
That last and last eternities
Have broken every bank and every
Bone singing bye bye bye..
Well i've come to take you home
All Is Forgiven
A.sturmer / R.manning
Heal me darling
Pleaded the playboy bedroom eyes
Grace your sunshine
Till everyithing's ok, alright, fine
What's hers is his
Cause everything is forgiven
Forgiven
Though he soured the milk of human
Kindness all is forgiven (all is forgiven)
Truth and avarice
Encircle his words like a
Barberpole
Twisted and useless
Till they disappear in her camisole
(goodnight alibi)
Throw away your daggers and pills
Cause everything's still forgiven
Forgiven
Though he bit off the nipple of
Human kindness all is forgiven
Hypocrite, four flusher, snake in
The grass
Just a swindler and wolf in sheep's
Clothing, liar
Yes he tries to hide the cross he
Bears
But splinters, like the truth have
Always risen
All is forgiven
Though he shelters in the
Shade of the wings of a stool pigeon
All is forgiven
Russian Hill
A.Sturmer
I dreamt about a tranquil
Sunday drive
A sensory lullaby
We trade the comic cartoons and
Magazines for pistons and gasolines
We see the road from the bedside
Parked under the sunshine
We feel the warmth of the engine
So we climb inside
And take to the motorway
Watch the clouds turn into faces
It's fun to play
Shift the gears for years and age
A single day
Until we spill onto russian hill
Past cathedrals filled with god's
Favorite guests
Dirty hands feel clean
Dressed in their
Sunday best
Treeline villages oh so heavenly
Cross a bridge of gold to landscapes
Of jumper
Only eden is for millionaires
Watch the clouds turn into faces its
Fun to play
Shift the gears for years and age
A single day
Until we spill onto russian hill
I'm pulling through the last
Stoplight
We head home past the shoreline
And through the rear view mirror it
Melts away
Till we're hopeless
Watch the clouds turn into faces
Its fun to play
We're hopeless
We shift the gears for years and age
A single day
It fades away
For like curtains close this sunset matinee
A dream fulfilled on russian hill
He's My Best Friend
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
I've known him all my life
It seems so inconceviable
At thirteen we shooks hands but we've
Been always inseparable
He's cinnamon on my toast we're so
Close
That's not to say we haven't had our
Share of arguments
He's so unpredictable he winks
Acknowledgments
When i would rather he closed his eye
Than push me aside
My hand's a five leaf clover
It's palm sunday over and over
I never had the luck of swingers
Till i was wrapped around your finger
He's my best friend
He's my best friend
He's my best friend
I'm his best friend
He's my best friend
You don't need a brain to have a
Stroke of genius
Or a beautiful girl to let down
Your curls
Cause growing up is hard enough
When your a powderkeg for
Powderpuffs
(whether we're stayin' in or hanging out)
I'd never ask another on a date to
The ball
He doesn't need a rubber sweater or
Alcohol
Cause he gets tipsy from exchanging looks
And a little misty reading sticky
Blue dirty books
But he's my best friend
He's my best friend
I'm his best friend
He's my best friend
My hand's a five leaf clover
It's palm sunday over and over
I never had the luck of swingers
Till i was wrapped around your finger
He's my best friend
(we could hold hands for hours)
He's my best friend
(in the bedroom or shower)
He's my best friend
(i pick him up when he's feelin down)
He's my best friend
(i guess he's always been hangin around)
He's my best friend
(he gets lonely now and then)
He's my best friend
(and he gets shy around another men)
I'm his best friend
(it seems i've reached the end of my best friend)
Too Much, Too Little,
Too Late
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Say goodnight your song is
Through
The faint refrain we hardly knew
Comes crashing against the drunken
Waters of ths wake
When i hesitiate because all i can
Say is
Too much or too little too late
Farewell you fool
Spare me the punchline please i
Learned it well at sunday school
Way back when all you loved was
The greasepaint not the collection plate
So much for the funnyface because
All i can say is
Too much too little too late
Remember when murder was only
Killing time
And the axe to grind was a bitter
Gulp of strychnine
What happened to the muskateers
Of chesterfields
Tobacco swords behind smokey
Sheilds
Say goodnight (goodnight)
Old song (so long)
You're through (set the needle
Back and hum a tune)
Faint refrain (refrain)
And make room (so soon)
For new (until the hook can
Pull the bridge into view)
But spare me the vague and
Not so clever couplets
The ones i would've loved when
I was you
Because now all i can say is
Too much too little too late
And all i can feel, feels like
The heaviest weight
All i can say is
Too much too little too late
Brighter Day
A.Sturmer / R.Manning
Strike the tent
Unpop the paintbox
And pack the carriages
With the flesh freaks of fear
At the beach
We left them shell shocked
Lining up the avenue
In view of next year
High steppin'
Like a brigade
Down the block
Don't be shocked
To hear somebody say "wake up doomsday"
It's time to join the big parade
Come and march in time with the band
Playing loud fighting crowds
To see the matinee (it's tailor made)
Because it's gonna be a brighter day
For the seeker of thrills
Behind the ferris wheels
There's a man with one foot in the
Grave and one foot on a
Banana peel
He's an actor of sorts
Who sold himself too short
So now he travels door to door
Performing 'death of a salesman'
Oh my country tears of thee
How the circus makes the world
Safe for anarchy
In a cage with an uneasy chair
Atop a merry go round
He wears that clown crown
Can't you see that you can
Come as you are
As you were
If you prefer you can change
(yes it can be arranged)
When you come and join the big parade
But you can leave your bagage
At home don't you pack
Don't look back
Then you can truly say
'Goodbye highway'
That what then and this is nowadays
Come on you big shot and enjoy
The rain
Take a class in pumping blood into
Those weathered veins
And i bet you'd still come out as
A teacher's pet
(ice cream and you cause it come to
Being watertight scream but you'll
Wrote that book you own the
Copyright and clown costume
Always be a plumber,
I saw it hanging in the closet of
Your elbow room with a pipe dream)
If you've had it up to here with
What's real
I'm here to tell you that it's no big deal
Because it's not too late
If you hurry up you can
Come on and join the big charade
Line up shut up clean up and shave
Cause right behind you in the back
Of the fray
Is a blade he's a renegade
Turning bullshit into marmalade
Don't you know there's gonna be
A heavy price to pay
For pushing all these clouds away
It's bound to be a brighter day
It can't help but be a brighter day
