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Effin' Kazumi!
Bill Bruford and Jeff Berlin
If you know these guys, you know....
If you know these guys, you know....
2017 tour:
It used to be joke...
We are living the joke now.
They tell us that
We lost our tails
Evolving up
From little snails
I say it's all
Just wind in sails
Are we not men
We are Devo
Are we not men
D-E-V-O
Are we not pins
We are Devo
Monkey men all
In business suits
Teacher and critics
All dance the?
Are we not men
We are Devo
Are we not men
D-E-V-O
Are we not pins
We are Devo
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
Okay lets go
Songwriters: MARK ALLEN MOTHERSBAUGH
We are living the joke now.
They tell us that
We lost our tails
Evolving up
From little snails
I say it's all
Just wind in sails
Are we not men
We are Devo
Are we not men
D-E-V-O
Are we not pins
We are Devo
Monkey men all
In business suits
Teacher and critics
All dance the?
Are we not men
We are Devo
Are we not men
D-E-V-O
Are we not pins
We are Devo
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
(I must repeat)
D-E-V-O
Okay lets go
Songwriters: MARK ALLEN MOTHERSBAUGH
Uncle Carl:
Would you like to come home with me?
I can think of things to show ya
Thinkin' that I'd like to know ya, uh
Mornin' milkman's comin'
Get up, greet my day
Evenin' brings the sun in
Still I find my way
Change of plans, makin' a landin' to see ya
And I do wanna be your man, oh, yeah
Sunday, highway drivin'
It all looks about the same
Nowhere, just arrivin'
Still I play the game
I'm home grown, growin' my own and I need ya
Need ya to beg my pardon, to tend my garden
Flowers, she's sittin' for poses
She wants me to sing my song
Hours, she's like a stoned Moses
Guess I'll sing along
Songwriters: JOSEPH FIDLER WALSH
1979
Yep, that's Larry Fast....
The REAL thing:
Having a good time, baby
You're having a ball
Your daddy don't dig what you look like
Don't dig it at all
Don't understand
What you're going through
No, no, no, no, no, no, he don't
He says there's only one way that you stay alive
Keep working for your pension till you're sixty five
Hey, no, no, don't dig it at all
You've grown up a big girl, baby
You're doing all right
You sleep in the daytime, baby now
You're leaping all night
Got your own scene
Said you're doing fine
My, my, my, doing fine, girl
Live like you want, let them call you a freak
You'll be a baby factory when you're married a week
Oh, no, no, no, can you live in a box? Get out, get out
You're having a good time, baby
You're loving your life
There's more things ahead now, baby
Than being a wife
Well, I love your mind
'Cause you know it's free
Little darlin'
Don't worry about the people who scream and shout
Just give them fifty years and they might forget it out
Hey, yeah, I've gotta have me a good time
Darling, let it all hang out
Songwriters: ALVIN LEE
I want to know you
I want to show you
I want to grow you
Inside of me
I want to see you
I want to free you
I want to be you
Inside of me
Love me 50,000 miles beneath my brain
Love me 50,000 times and then again
Can you love me with a thousand eyes?
Can you see right through my bones?
Can you kiss me with a thousand lips?
Can you melt a solid stone?
Can you hear me from a thousand miles
When you're screaming at the stars?
Can you pull me up to Jupiter
When I'm all hung up on Mars?
Burn my eyes with your flame
Let your world spin free
Let it go, baby
I'll do the same
All depends on me
Let it go
It's all the same
What with jewels that you can't see
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, babe
Bring it on home to me...
Songwriters: ALVIN LEE
Up late, decompressing. Just Jammin'. Hope somebody digs some of it.
This cheerful little ditty is dedicated to my longtime friend/bandmate and Hammond/Synth player James D. (RIP)
This was one of his favorites.
Mine too. It's twisty.
This cheerful little ditty is dedicated to my longtime friend/bandmate and Hammond/Synth player James D. (RIP)
This was one of his favorites.
Mine too. It's twisty.
Aw hell, Here we go.
Hammond-Piano/Guitar/Drums
Ain't no Bass player on this here El Pee.
This ain't for your little computer speakers.
If you don't have the horsepower, don thine headphones.
Hammond-Piano/Guitar/Drums
Ain't no Bass player on this here El Pee.
This ain't for your little computer speakers.
If you don't have the horsepower, don thine headphones.
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***Hypno's Favorite***
Hey there everybody
Please don't romp or roam
We're a little nervous
'Cause we're so far from home
So this is what we do
Sit back and let us groove
And let us work on you
We've all spent years preparing
before this band was born
With heaven's help it blended
And we do thank the lord.
Now we put you through the changes
And turned around the mood
We hope it's struck you different
And hope you feel moved
So forget about your troubles
As we search for something new
And we play for you
Songwriters: TERRY KATH
As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was on my watch, yeah
And I said
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me and said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead
And I said
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
And I was walking down the street one day
Being pushed and shoved by people trying to beat the clock, oh, no I just don't know
I don't know
And I said, yes I said
People runnin' everywhere
Don't know where to go
Don't know where I am
Can't see past the next step
Don't have time to think past the last mile
Have no time to look around
Just run around, run around and think why
Does anybody really know what time it is
Does anybody really care
If so I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
Songwriters: ROBERT WILLIAM LAMM
When I'm with you
It doesn't matter where we are
Or what we're doing
I'm with you, that's all that matters
Time passes much too quickly
When we're together laughing
I wish I could sing it to you, whoa oh
I wish I could sing it to you
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Mostly I'm silent, hmm
Silent
When I kiss you
I feel a thousand different feelings
A cover of chills
All over my body
And when I feel them
I quickly try to decide which one
I should try to put into words, woah oh
Try to put into words
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Only the beginning
Only just the start
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Songwriters: ROBERT LAMM
Everything is yes roundabout.... I tried Dead Kennedys. It don't matter.
It's time to run away... Shiite.
It's time to run away... Shiite.
All of Me...John Legend
Sign of the Times...Lillian Axe
Stop the Hate...Lillian Axe
Time After Time...Acoustic Cover
Your Mama Don't Dance...
As proof to myself that I'm totally "out of it" I only now found out that
Maggie Roche is dead.
Maggie Roche, Who Harmonized With Her Singing Sisters, Dies at 65
Maggie Roche (in the middle in the pic above), the songwriter whose serene alto anchored the close harmonies of the Roches, her trio with her sisters, Terre and Suzzy, died of breast cancer on Saturday January 21, 2017. She was 65. She is survived by her sisters Terre and Suzzy.
These three chicks sang the background to much of the heartbreak and pain I experienced in those years..
Their harmony often helped me...This goes out to The Roches, especially to Maggie
Maggie Roche is dead.
Maggie Roche, Who Harmonized With Her Singing Sisters, Dies at 65
Maggie Roche (in the middle in the pic above), the songwriter whose serene alto anchored the close harmonies of the Roches, her trio with her sisters, Terre and Suzzy, died of breast cancer on Saturday January 21, 2017. She was 65. She is survived by her sisters Terre and Suzzy.
These three chicks sang the background to much of the heartbreak and pain I experienced in those years..
Their harmony often helped me...This goes out to The Roches, especially to Maggie