1. |
Don't Call the Doctor
02:37
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Verse 1
Two weeks ago I saw you, I was feeling off my peak
I hope that you can help because my heart is growing weak
To get a good diagnosis, don't use that instrument on your shelf
Instead you need to look inside yourself...
Chorus 1
Don't call the doctor
I don’t need one more M.D. to write a prescription
To fix my chemistry; I just need a refill
Of your time and energy
Give it to me, give it to me...
Verse 2
In my analysis, our synthesis is taking much too long
I can’t dismiss a suspicion this hypothesis is wrong
You must grasp the subject firmly, and study her very well
Or the prize you get will simply be no belle...
Chorus 2
Don’t call the doctor
I don’t need a Ph.D. to write up a thesis
Arguing for our potency; just tell me your feelings
Let down your defense committee
Give it to me, give it to me...
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2. |
Time From a Bottle
03:03
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verse
It's in the evening
and everything's all right
Pistol-packin' mama, don't you tell me dirty lies
for I'll be sleeping
underground tonight
and the starlight and the moon will shine without my oversight...
chorus
Wasting away, spilling time from a bottle
Keeping one hand up on the wheel and one hand on the throttle
Wasting the day, spilling time from a bottle
Watching all of our dreams like the stars going out one by one.
verse
I've got no time now
for things I can't abide
and trying to escape yourself requires a long long ride
so grab a barstool
to keep yourself afloat
If the weather in my head gets out, you'll need your overcoat
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3. |
Sweet Dreams, Good Night
02:57
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So you wake up in the morning and you try to feel all right
Good night, sweet dreams, good night
And there's no-one left to love you and no-one to hold you tight
Good night, sweet dreams, good night
And you watch your dreams drift by and sail forever out of sight
Good night, sweet dreams, good night
And the ones that you have left will never ever come out right
Good night, sweet dreams, good night
The idle thoughts you ponder in the evening
Become monsters who eat your soul up in one bite
But there's no-one left to love you and no-one to hold you tight
Good night, sweet dreams, good night
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4. |
Anatomic Reaction
04:15
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Things never really seemed right on the front of me
It seemed a cruel distortion of humanity
An accident – erroneous ontogeny
And that is why I'm changing my anatomy.
Sometimes the cells divide into calamity
Sometimes I think I must need a lobotomy
Who wants to be a freak from a laboratry
But even so I must change my anatomy.
Ohh... maybe it's best to let it go...
Sometimes the things you think you want are no better than the things you know.
Ohh... if you think things over long enough
you'll begin to wonder whether up is down.
Brains don't always match up with biology
You can't make everything right with technology
But leaving things unchanged just makes a sadder me
So that is why I must change my anatomy.
(solo - 2 verses)
Ohhh... that I could wake up in a different universe
Maybe it would be better, though possibly it could be worse
Ohh... if you doubt yourself hard enough
you'll begin to wonder whether up is down.
I never really wanted to make progeny
I've had more than I wanted of ontogeny
It's time to undo the things that shatter me
And that is why I must change my anatomy.
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5. |
If This Goes On
05:31
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Well the rich bought the world, and sent the bill to me and you
And the ones who should have warned us have more important things to do
They've got their marching orders to say things that just aren't true
Each move goes to the least unwilling pawn
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
The Partygoers promised us oppression they would fight
with guns and Jesus and and gritted teeth, minds locked up safe and tight
But peaceful protesters are welcomed by police bearing arms
While the Partygoers cheer on their plastic lawn
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
They took away due process, and locked it in a cell.
Nobody has heard from it, though we're told it's doing well.
They promise someday all will be revealed in a secret show-and-tell
I sometimes wonder if it's all a con
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
You say you didn't realize how much control they had
They own your phone and TV screen, all the books on your iPad
So it's okay the NSA reads your texts and thinks you're on a jihad
and the FBI goes camping on your lawn
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
You voted for the frackers; I guess some people never learn.
They fracked the midwest up quite well; I guess we deserved a turn.
They'll be fracking up the seaside soon -- oh, the clean-up jobs you'll earn
and the stretches of oily sand you'll walk upon
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
With copyright extended from now until doomsday
Vague threats of litigation can make us pay and pay.
As yet there's still no evidence what Aaron did was wrong
But what's justice when your hero is Genghis Khan?
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
Some welfare queens on Wall Street decided tax is obsolete
That is to say, for them - the budget's our task to complete
And if you want a safety-net, well, the shelter's down the street
It's quite popular -- I hear the spaces are all gone
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
The TSA can grope your kids, but still that's not enough
to make you stop and ask why they are doing all that stuff
Real terrorists aren't terrified of people acting tough
They just put on a badge and a baton
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
They think some protoplasm is worth more than a mother's life
They'll bomb out every clinic to save it from the surgeon's knife
And then reward the rapist with his victim for a wife
When the child is born, all protection is withdrawn.
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
The ice caps will be gone soon, but still they plug their ears
Rising tides, long droughts, and violent storms won't wash away their sneers
'Cuz some weatherman in Tacoma says we're just playing on your fears
Wait 'til the disastrous conclusion is foregone.
And I don't know where we're going if this goes on.
I haven't said enough, but maybe you'll understand.
I've probably talked your ear off - I hope that's covered by your plan.
The situation calls for words outside of my command
And I don't like where we're going if this goes on.
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6. |
Losing All My Organs
02:05
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I left my heart in San Francisco
I lost my mind in Timbuktu
I left my lungs and my right kidney
In Tokyo and Sydney
And I'm holding my breath wondering what to do
Because I'm losing all my organs over you.
I shipped my nose to Kuala Lumpur
Emailed my earlobes to Kalamazoo
I faxed my knees to the twin cities
They're tied up in committees
Working out which one gets where and who
Since I've been losing all my organs over you.
I lost my spine in northern Denmark
Misplaced my brain in Malibu
I traded my right femur
To an airline ticket schemer
And I'm hopping I can get what I've been due
And I'll stop losing all my organs over you.
Yes I've discarded all my tarsals
And wrapped them up in parcels
They're going out today UPS blue
Got to stop losing all my organs over you.
(slow down)
Now I've told you my sad story
I'm sorry it's so gory
But pretty things are often less than true
Please help me get myself together over youuuu.....
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7. |
All the Beautiful Girls
03:00
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Please remind me what it was I was put on this planet for
‘Cause every step I take I find a new hole in the floor
And everywhere I look I find another open door
To somewhere not meant for me
That’s not where I’m spozed to be
Where do you want to be?
I want to be with you!
What is it that you see?
I see myself outside the light
That shines on all the beautiful girls
Who fly.....
All the beautiful girls
Can fly away.
That dream is dead, it’s time to put it in the ground
And that one’s suffering, I ought to put it down
It screams so loud it’s sure to bring the neighbors ‘round
With all the help that they think I need
Confusion is guaranteed
What do you need to see?
I want to know what’s real
Where do you need to be?
I need to be inside the light
That shines from all the beautiful girls
Who fly....
All the beautiful girls
Can fly away.
Then maybe I’d be with you
Just think of all the things we could do
All the beautiful girls
Can fly....
All the beautiful girls
Can fly away.
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8. |
Your Brilliant Career
05:18
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(Facsimile reprise)
The other day out in the garden
I saw your picture on TV
You wouldn't say what was the matter
Just like the way you did for me
(main)
You will live in a jar
You will travel very far
You will wonder who you are
You will live with a cat
Who says how about that
And a little sports car
Take me away from this riddle
'Cause I never heard the sound
always running through my heart
You will live in a tent
You will be the president
You will wonder what I meant
You will live over there
You will vanish in the air
You will think that I don't care
Take me away from this riddle
'Cause I never heard the sound
always running through my heart
You will be in a show
Your progress will be slow
You will not know where to go
You will tell me what to do
I won't listen to you
Your mom will be there too
You will be all alone
You will be on the phone
You will speak at the tone
The answer will be near
You will tremble with fear
You will shed a silent tear
(repeat from start thru "you will speak at the tone")
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9. |
Someday
05:04
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Can we go back where we were tomorrow yesterday?
I wasn't finished wandering, there wasn't time to play
You say there's lots of work to do
And lots of bills to pay
Okay
We'll be back again someday
Can I have my feelings back tomorrow yesterday?
I really wasn't happy when you took them all away
I don't know where you've taken them
I really couldn't say
Okay
They'll be back again someday
Bridge:
The words I cross out and the words I keep'll
be my only chance to work out how to say
I barely can imagine all the people
Living for today.
("Dreamer" break)
Can I have my memories back tomorrow yesterday?
I need to understand the depth of my naiveté
And after all the things I'm going through,
You want them right away
Okay
I'll have to make it up someday
Can we have the future back tomorrow yesterday?
I wasn't finished dreaming of a place where I could stay
You say that dreams are pointless,
So I've nothing more to say
Okay
I'll be back again someday
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Woozalia Durham, North Carolina
Woozalia has been creating music, in bits and pieces, since the early 1980s -- starting with a 4-track reel-to-reel deck and
a Moog Opus 3.
Now a veteran of two bands* In the mid-1990s, she created a web site* which pioneered the idea of streaming music online for the benefit of indy artists.
She is writing this bio in the third person, as one does.
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