
Freakin' Load of Tunes - Lyrics
© 2018 by Bill Crozier
Moon Song Contract
I'm proposing four songs every moon
I don t want to miss it for the stars
That still a freakin load of tunes
That would break the leaf springs on my car
Township
Township turn your leaf to mulch
Cackle while you fly Miss Gulch
Let your car run as you go oh oh
Inside for a cup of joe oh oh oh oh
Draw the water from the well
Flush it right back down to hell
No need to climb Mt. Pocono
We're all drinking H2O oh oh oh oh
I'm saving gas in my 4-banger
I don't expect that will last
Then I look up at the jetliner
Burning 50,000 gallons of gas
Apples from another land
In boxes in big metal cans
Buy them from the grocery store
When I could go out my back door
Wait for parking near the door
When you might like to walk some more
Sometimes it makes me want go
Jean-Luc say make it so oh oh oh oh
(Repeat first verse)
Kawai
All that's left is this
Of my little piano, burnt to a crisp
I can play it after a fashion
Reborn from an old drive
And plenty of passion
Don't tell me what I can't do
I use what I've got to do what I want to
I use what I've got to do what I want to
Black and Tan
I'll take a black and tan
Oh wait, that's you and me
Nan and Jan also ran
I'll have a cup of tea
I sing into a can
And turn it with a key
You open up the folder
And you look into my eye
You say that I'm no older
And I say that that's a lie
The beer gets only colder
When I'm looking at the sky
Ooooo, ahhhhh, Bobby got me hoppin'
I could have been a blogger
If I knew what to say
A jaded public jobber
Living in the USA
I traded my old lager
For a hoppy IPA
I'd shed a happy tear
For a song about a train
I think I've made it clear
That I would go that way again
I'll quaff another beer
And I'll never be the same
Oooooo, ahhhhhh, Bobby got me goin'
My only harmonica
Is in the key of C
It's not the one I wanted but
I can't afford the fee
But I got my Melodica
So I can choose the key
(Melodica instrumental)
Je ne vais pas mentir
Je suis tres soule
Je ne cache rien
Si vous parler Francais
Je prends une autre biere
Comme le jour est ferie
Oooooo, ahhhhh, Bobby got me goin'
Oooooo, ahhhhh, Bobby got me hoppin'
I see what yer doin'
All right Bobby let's go
I know what yer brewin'
So don't say I told you so
The dinner pot is stewin'
Now you gotta let me go
Back to work I am
Saying lunch is never free
Scan the man, take my hand
And have a cup of tea
I sing into a can
And turn it with a key
Nifty Fifty
I took my nifty fifty to the lake
How many piney pictures did I take?
When we got there it was cloudy
And then it starts to rain
I took more piney pictures
With my nifty fifty
I took more piney pictures just the same
I took more piney pictures in the rain
How Does it Work
How does it work?
How do you know
Where to put the needle
To make the song go?
(Li'l instrumental)
Don't be a jerk
How do I know
Where to put the needle
To make the song go?
Taxes
From below
The ground hog cries
Get your facts
Straight from the General
An inch of snow
Fell outside
While I did taxes
State and Federal
I take no chance
I pay the fee
Get back a dime
So I can eat
I should dance
For a couple G
But I can't find
The beat
No, I can't find the beat
Lullaby
Awake at three
Awake at four
A little more
I want to snore
Close my eyes
Breathe a sigh
Clear my mind
Check the time
(repeat first verse)
The Week
It's Monday and it feels like a toothache
It could be sinus, it could be sinus
It's Tuesday and
It don't feel like Spring Break
Tell your royal highness
Tell your royal highness
It's Wednesday and it feels like hump day
Hide the vacuum, hide the vacuum
(Instrumental)
It's Thursday and I'm
Testing the canned goods
Go see the proctor, go see the proctor
It's Friday and I'm lost in the back woods
Go to the tractor, go to the tractor
It's Saturday, spend the day
Looking out my window
At the blinking red light
It's Sunday and it feels like Sunday
The end of the weekend
The end of the weekend
C'est dimanche et je parle Francais
La fin de la semaine, la fin de la semaine
Tuckahoe
I went South on Tuckahoe
Where I feel the North wind blow
Says my long shadow
The sun is getting low
Whenever I go
Down Tuckahoe-oh oh - oh hey!
I ran out to the fountainhead
As the sky was turning red
Buzzards over my head
I still hopped outta bed
I put on my Keds®
And ran to the fountainhe eh -eh -eadUnh!
Driving west on 552 to Millville (chorus)
I haven't seen
A road this straight since Boston
I'll celebrate my half birthday if you will
I wanna piece of yellow cake with frostin'
I went down to the sea shore
For one last look at the store
I didn't go down for the tour
Didn't go for the show on the floor
I went to close the door
Down at the sea shor-or-or-ore wooooo!
(chorus)
I looked up at old Barsoom
I'm not gonna get there soon
First gotta do this tune
Then I gotta get to next June
Then I gotta go to the moon
Before I ever go to old Barsoom, ho!
(repeat first verse)
Five Guitars
After the house burned up
I got an old Fender
Turn down, turn up
That's a night I will remember
I wondered what survived
As I pulled up on the gravel
The only homemade ax inside
The little one for travel
I've got two guitars
I don't need any more
But I want another one
I got a gift card Gibson
Paid about $555
I can barely lift 'im
I'll give it one more try
(instrumental in F)
I've got three guitars...
I listened to McGillicutty
I drove all over town
I tried an electric hollowbody
But I didn't like the sound
Searching for that mellow tone
Don't wanna make nobody cry
A silver maple Epiphone
An ES-335
I've got four guitars...
Don't say no to a bit o' fun
Build it, buy or barter
Jethro says get a little one
To hang up in the parlor
(instrumental, repeat chorus, fade)
Interstate Birthday Party
Animal body parts
Vegetable body parts
Mineral body parts
By the side of the road
Happy birthday dear interstate
Happy birthday to you
41,000 miles sand to sand
I try to avoid it when I can
(instro, repeat, blend, repeat, fade)
Toast-R-Oven
Turn on the oven
The Toast R Oven
Heat a slice of pizza from yesterday
When will it be ready?
Good and ready
There's just a little dial you turn this way
Something is burning
The toast is burning
Waving my hands at the smoke alarm
With a knife I scrape it
Yeah, I still ate it
A little bit of carbon do me no harm
A little bit of carbon do me no harm
A little bit of carbon do me no harm
Train
I'd shed a happy tear for a song about a train...
Every night at eight oh five
I heard it from the rancher
We live on Delsea Drive
I never thought I'd answer
How can you sing a happy tune
From such a plaintive cry?
A hound under the moon
Does he ever wonder why?
I miss the rumble (chorus)
Deep and humble
When I hear the whistle blow
Till the very end
He was my friend
But he will never know
Careful what you wish about
I don't think the gods conspire
I want to build a house
I get a smoky fire
(repeat chorus)
August Sonnet
I'm that guy I envie as I'm driving off to work
I see him trim the bushes
Cross the street to get the mail
I'm that guy for
It's a couple days past August first
Pull another draft, draft another tale
The morning air is cool and dry
I open windows wide
I walk around the garden
To get a bite to eat
From fusion to confusion
I go off for a ride
I see the wild cherries ripe
All along the street
One cannot choose but wonder
How this could ever be
Summer rain pouring down
The thunder and the light
I see it all again
As I try to go to sleep
And hear a bird of prey
Screeching in the night
I get up and sing a song
About what I have seen
In the middle of the summer
Life is but a dream
Luca
Last Universal
Common Ancestor, LUCA
Use the force LUCA
I Like Habaneros
I like habaneros
I like them 'cause they're hot
I grow them in my garden
I always get a lot
I throw them in the salsa
I sing them in a song
I put 'em in the freezer
I eat them all year long
(Instrumental break)
Me gustan porque son picantes
Me gusta habaneros
Crezco los pimientos
Me los comer todo el año
Don't rub your eye after you chop it up
Wash your hands before you pee
It already burns you once or twice
Don't let it burn you three
I like you habaneros
I like you 'cause you're hot
I grow them in my garden
I always get a lot
One Day
One day you're feeling fine
The next you're off your rocker
One day you feel like Solo
Another like Chewbacca
One day you feel like running
From everything you see
And then you throw a party
Inviting even me
Life is hard, life is easy (chorus)
Makes you strong, makes you queasy
One day you can only
Bash your head against the wall
And then you feel like Shakespeare
You understand it all
(repeat chorus, little instrumental)
One day your life is nothing
Then it's full like pizza pie
You curse between the blessings
You laugh until you cry
(repeat chorus, repeat first verse)
Acceptable Polka
Grow my own, brew at home
I know I'm not alone
Piney orange bitter clear
I say it tastes like beer
Does everything I want it to
Don't know if it's respectable
Drinking my home brew
I say, that's acceptable!
(break, repeat second verse)
Went to School
I was in a stroller, then I was a toddler
I remember nada
Then I went to school
Went to school, went to school
Then I went to school
I hit the roadway, bulk up my resume
Daily and sunday
Then I went to school
I was washing dishes, serving sticks and fishes, not what daddy wishes
Then I went to school
Went to school, went to school
Then I went to school
(Instrumental)
I was out of reach-a, couldn't get a pizza
I became a teach-a
Then I went to school
Went to school, went to school
Then I went to school
I was an apprentice, I became a chemist Went to work in my pajamas
Then I went to school
Went to school, went to school
Went to school, went to school
Went to school, went to school
Then I went to school
Salts Waltz
Nitrates are soluble all without fault
Alkali and the ammonium salts
Chlorides dissolve excepting these few
Silver, mercury one and lead two
Remember these rules (chorus)
As you go along
Do well in your studies
Remember this song
Sulfates of calcium, strontium, lead
Sulfate of barium when you're sick in bed
These don't dissolve
They fall out of solution
A problem to solve
Make this your resolution
(chorus)
I used to eat Hydrox cookies by Sunshine
Hydroxides insoluble
Except large earth alkaline
Sulfides are smelly, unlike rose petals
Insoluble except salts of alkali metals
(chorus)
Phosphates and carbonates, all precipitated
Except salts of alkali
As I have already stated
I've waited much longer than you
To hear this
I've wanted to write this song for 10 years
(chorus)
Instruments
Ordered it on Saturday
Too late to make the crossin'
Instruments im Deutchland
Sie ist am Sonntag geschlossen
I've waited all this time
To tighten what I've loosened
Now I wait a little longer
Ja, ich werde warten müssen
Drawn
I was drawn like a magnet to the woods
On a frosty Friday afternoon
The birds are never thinking,
it's cold out here.
They're out here all the time
I watch the wind blow,
Go 'head do yer worst
She tells me where to go
I try to get there first
I wash my hands with snow
And dry them on my shirt
I return like a child on a swing
On a sunny afternoon in Spring
The birds have started thinking,
it's warm out here.
They sing it in a song
I watch the squirrels run,
High above they bound
They're dappled in the sun
They hardly make a sound
Why they have all the fun
While I'm stuck on the ground?
I come out here and sing (chorus)
Summer, fall, winter and spring
Late in June and I come back to the woods School is out and so am I
The birds are getting thirsty,
It's hot out here
And still they sing along
I'm sitting in the shade below the canopy
The green leaves cascade
I put the flowers in my tea
I think I got it made
'Cause I wanna be free
The air is cool and I'm back among the trees Under the October sky
The birds have started thinking
Like the autumn leaves
They're ready for a change
The green leaves turn red
Then they turn to brown
Once alive, now they're dead
They're lying on the ground
I don't wanna go to bed
I'm heading into town
(chorus, repeat first verse)
Duplicate
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Lookin at a thick steak bison
Think about it, don t use a hyphen
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I should be singing on my birthday
Walking out straight through the breezeway
Riding down the North-South freeway
I should be singing on my birthday
I'm tired of explaining over and over (chorus)
How to get to the moon
I've had enough
I could go tomorrow
But I'll stick around until June
Nuclear jazz bass solo
Listen to the kids sayin' YOLO
Trying not to play like a Yovo
Nuclear jazz bass solo
(jazz bass solo, chorus)
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Lookin at a thick steak bison
Think about it, don t use a hyphen
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