r. stevie moore
MOORED
the words - April Fool 2007



STRATFORD-ON-GUY (Liz Phair '93)

I was flying into Chicago at night
Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke
The sun was setting to the left of the plane
And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow

In 27-D, I was behind the wing
Watching landscape roll out like credits on a screen

The earth looked like it was lit from within
Like a poorly assembled electrical ball
As we moved out of the farmlands into the grid
The plan of a city was all that you saw
And all of these people sitting totally still
As the ground raced beneath them, thirty-thousand feet down

It took an hour, maybe a day
But once I really listened the noise just fell away

And I was pretending that I was in a Galaxie 500 Gerard Cosloy video
The stewardess came back and checked on my drink
In the last strings of sunlight, a Brigitte Bardot
As I had on my headphones
Along with those eyes that you get
When your circumstance is movie-size

It took an hour, maybe a day
But once I really listened the noise just fell away
It took an hour, maybe a day
But once I really listened the noise just fell away
But once I really listened the noise just fell away.


THE R (Eric B and Rakim)

Whoever underestimated, still waited
Pumping the radio, finally they played it
You wondered how come the album was late
I was giving you time to get the last one straight
The show must go on, I got something to dance to
Slow it down and romance to and give me a chance to
Keep you in tune and up to par.....
Then you're doing it with the R...
Doing it wit the R....

Something new and to keep you doing what'cha doing
This is for you and your crew and for who in
The vicinity, I don't need no identity
I see hands in the air that means many be
Cooperating, I can't stop relating
Hipp-hopp is making more sense when I'm stating
Paragraphs of potential to prevent you
From using my instrumental, keep in mind I meant to
Illustrate another iller break immediately
Hurry up and learn the words and repeat it wit me
Then soon you're in tune and up to par
And then you're doing it wit the R...
Keep doing it, you keep doing it wit the R....

In the Summertime, pockets bulging
Somethings's happening then I'm indulging
Music is mine, Gucci seats reclined
Gold grill, a paint job will shine
Pull up in the park and then pop the trunk
Turn up the bass and let the system thump
A block party starts to form, people start to swarm
Loud as a ghetto blaster, word is bond
Records remind you of a madness
The moment it's played, you get gladdest
The return of the brother, keeping you up to par
And you're doing it wit the R.....

Shout outs...
The microphone fiend...

STEPHEN, STEPHEN (Robert Schneider '06)

(Who's the television host
Understands what matters most?)

Stephen, Stephen
He's a handsome man, his name is Stephen
Whoa oh,†number one TV show

Oh Stephen, Stephen
He's a dashing man, his name is Stephen
Whoa oh,†taking on the status quo

Don't stop believin' Stephen, Stephen
Don't stop transceivin' Stephen, Stephen
he's†Calling out the bears in their†Evil lairs
he's†Calling out the press in their†Fancy dress

(Who's the television host
Understands what matters most?)

Don't stop believin' Stephen, Stephen
Don't stop transceivin' Stephen, Stephen
He's calling out the bears in their evil lairs He's calling out the press in their fancy dress
He's calling out the Decemberists and their†Green screen contests

Duh duh duh duhduh I feel free
Duh duh duhduh I feel cheap
Duh duh duhduh I feel 'spensive

Here comes Terry, here comes Al
Here comes Joey, here comes Tom


IF I FELL DOWN

If I fell down, weigh 230 pounds
And now, thereís a huge crater
If I fell down, and broke my crown
But now, fairy Princess Died on me

If I fell down, merry-go-round
Though now, Janeís a dictionary
If I fell down, and sued my town
But now Iím cross-examined toast

If I fell down, and homeward bound
Right now Grohlís chasing me out of town

If I fell down, Öand I canít up!
Yet now, head over heels Jesus heals
Dog! Heal! God!

If I fell down, at lost and found
Act now and win a free Rolodex replica
If I fell down, in cap and gown
But now, gimme some skin (cancer)

If I fell down, I blame The Hound
Out now, heís Marshall Dylan Klebold

If I fell down, and sued my town
But now Iím cross examined
If I fell down, weigh 250 pounds
And now thereís a huge crater
If I fell down, and broke my crown
But now, fairy Princess Died on me.


HAVING A REAL FIT (Shrigley/Anderson/Moore)

He's having some kind of fit
He's rolling around on the
Pavement outside the shop

It's like he's
Being electrocuted
His eyes are wobbling
And he's making a funny noise

It's like his body is taking
Revenge on him
And people are standing around
And they're smiling

And they're
Throwing coins onto him
Like he is performing
But he's not performing
He's having a real fit.
Heís having a real fit.


FUNNY FACE (Dave Davies '67)

You're walking 'round in my memory
That only grows stronger and stronger
Smudged mascara and PiL-shaped eyes
Everything you want was bought with lies

But what can I do about it?
They say you won't last any longer
All the gates of love you won't walk through
The only gates you see are colored blue

I see you - peering - through frosted windows
Eyes don't smile, all they do is cry
Funny Face, she's all right
Funny Face, she's all right
Funny Face, she's all right

Oh how can I live without her
The doctors won't let me see her
But I can catch a glimpse through the doorway
Of the girl that I love and care for

I see you - peering - through frosted windows
Eyes don't smile, all they do is cry
Funny Face, she's all right
Funny Face, she's all right
Funny Face, she's all right

Afternoon tea, afternoon tea
Tea †


DOCTOR DOG (eggstone '94)

i saw a dog in arrow-pond park
i tried to bark but i got no response
i took a walk to somewhere else
was feeling bad and i said to myself

you could be a star and drive a jaguar
you could be a king and let your sabre swing
you could be a queen and name a submarine
or you could be a dog and hear the door bell ring

his master's voice is loud and clear
but i can't hear his supersonic gear
i catch a clog while in the air
now i'm Doctor Dog so i shouldn't really care

you could be a star and drive a jaguar
you could be a king and let your sabre swing
you could be a queen and name the submarine
or you could be a dog and hear the doorbell ring

one day i would go out to tell
the people 'bout the way they smell
would write a book and sing a song
and Doctor Dog would sing along
i know this day will never come.


JANUARY (David Paton/Pilot '74)

January
Sick and tired, you've been hanging on me
You make me sad with your eyes
You're telling me lies
Don't go, don't go

January
Don't be cold, don't be angry to me
You make me sad, come and see
Oh January
Don't go, don't go

Life gets me higher
I can show, I can grow
I can wake up the world
Little world
Gotta know you, gotta show you
Sun like a fire
Carry on, don't be gone
Bring me out of my home
Sweet home
Gotta know me, gotta show me
You've been facing the world
You've been chasing the world

January
Sick and tired, you've been hanging on me
You make me sad with your eyes
You're telling me lies
Don't go, don't go
January
Don't be cold, don't be angry to me
You make me sad, come and see
Oh January
Don't go, don't go

Time, it's a flyer
Sunny day fly away
English summers are gone
So long
Gotta go up, gotta grow up
Sun like a fire
Carry on, don't be gone
Bring me out of my home
Sweet home
Gotta know me, gotta show me
You've been facing the world
You've been chasing the world
January... †