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101.
Played & channeled through Roger Ferguson, Gallatin TN 2004
102.
composed by my good friend Bob Dylan
You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerve, to say you
Got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning
You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it?
You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it
I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You're in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact?
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with
You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, "How are you?", "Good luck"
But you don't mean it
When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it?
No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I'd rob them
And no, I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem?
I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you.Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music
R. Stevie positively playes and singes everythingie.
103.
composed by Jeff Eliassen; arranged by JE & RSM
RSM: keyboards, fuzztone, tapes, drums, voices; JE: remainder
104.
orig composed by Dylan Bob through its interpreter, the telephone solicitor Jeffrey Lewis
Who killed Davey Moore?
Why and what's the reason for?It wasn't me said the referee guy
I wasn't the one who made him die
I blow my whistle and I yell
It wasn't my fault that he fellWho killed Thurston Moore?
Why and what's the reason for?O'Rourke said it wasn't me
So did Kim and Steve and Lee
He's supposed to make that thing feedback
You can't blame me the youth for thatWho killed Stevie Moore?
Why and what's the reason for?It wasn't me said Irwin C.
I didn't even put him in the Key of Z
I didn't tell him to make 500 albums
It's not my fault they all fell on himWho killed Alan Moore?
Why and what's the reason for?It wasn't me said Jack the Ripper
Or Doc Manhattan or Dr. Pepper
Or Ariel Pink and Jeff Lewis met in Portugal
It wasn't that that made him fallWho killed R. Stevie Moore?
Y and what's the reason 4?
Oh it ain't a mystery
Baby not to me
105.
NATIONAL RIGHTFUL ASSOCIATION
composed by Dominique Leone & RSM/Harry Palmer & Vern Marsden
Gentlemen start your engines
I got a cap pistol and a switchblade
And a slingshot and a bow and arrow
I'm gonna find you hiding in the bat cave
I'm gonna torture you tomorrowBin Laden beheaded!
Bin Laden beheaded!Look at my brand new terrorist task force
Gonna rip off your afghan wigWe've got Al Capone
I got Joan of Arc
I got Robert E. Lee
Wild Bill Hickock
I got Mr. T
I got Muhammed Ali
General George Patton
Alexander the Great
I got Roy and Dale (Rogers and Evans)
I got Mighty Mouse (modest)
I got Ghengis Khan
I got General Sherman
I like IkeI got a guillotine and a switchblade
And a slingshot and a bow and arrow
I'm gonna find you hiding in the bat cave
I'm gonna torture you hard tomorrowDowntrodden
pt 1 DL: keyboards/percussion basic track complete; RSM: voices and electric guitars/pt 2 HP & VM: acoustic guitar from maybe 35 years ago; RSM: xtra layered acoustic guitars
106.
composed by Peter Olafson
I'm not gonna admit my feelings
for the moment, girl
I could be wrong
I could be lying
But here's this song
And no denyingThat I could be
I might be
I guess I'm
No yes I'mI'm not gonna speed up proceedings
for a passion pearl
I could be scared
I could be crazy
But here's her call
My eyes get hazy.And I could be
I might be
I guess I'm
No yes I'mAnd I suppose I should know better
than to go out upon a limb
and sing these nah-nah nah-nah nah-nah nah-a-ahs
And I could save myself a broken heart
if I'd just stay alone and stop complaining
Na-nah nah-nah nah nah-a-ah
ah ah ah
ah ah
ah ah-a ohI'm not gonna give up concealing
that one roguish word
I want to speak
but can't command it
I'd take your hand
But you don't hand itAnd I could be
I might be
I guess I'm
No yes I'mSo I'm not gonna admit my feelings
for the moment girl
I could be fooled
I could be stupid
But here's her shoe
And in flies cupidAnd I could be
I might be
I guess I'm
No yes I'm
I guess I'm
No yes I'm
I guess I'm
No yes I'mI'm not gonna admit my feelings
for the moment, girl.recorded october 2004 by the hard sharks
107.
composed by Roger Ferguson
Come and celebrate with me
Because today is Llynda’s birthday
Everybody sing this birthday song
Hooray it’s Llynda’s birthday
Come and celebrate with me
Because today is Llynda’s birthday
Everybody sing this birthday song
Hooray it’s Llynda’s birthdayHappy -- Happy birthday, Llynda
Be happy like you should
Happy-- Happy birthday Llynda
Ooh, you make it look so goodWhen her life was anything but nice
No one would ever know it
She would just put on that lovely smile
And never ever show it
It doesn’t hurt that she’s so talented,
Intelligent and witty
Wouldn’t you know little sister’s
Also very sweet and prettyHappy -- Happy birthday, Llynda
Be happy like you should
Happy-- Happy birthday Llynda
Ooh, you make it look so goodShe sings her songs for all the people
(She sings her songs)
And all the people leave there Happy--recorded by RF Feb 2005 in Gallatin TN and then RSM in Bloomfield NJ especially for the old fifty sister (2-22-55)
108.
composed by R
lyrics from actual spam; promised this month:This is the land of lost content
I see a shining plain
The happy highways
Where I went and cannot come again.
You can do very little with faith
But you can do nothing without it.
I am willing to love all mankind
Except for an American
First problem for all of us
Man and woman
Is not to learn but to unlearn
Adversity has the effect of eliciting talents
Which under prosperous circumstances
Have lain dormant
Action is the product of the qualities inherent
In maysley... (incomplete)additional sound FX samples by Lejaren Hiller
composed by The Breetles
Well, the pressures at the office
And my socialite engagements
Do deprive me of my otherwise life
While something's always breaking
In the darn computer tower
There's someone who I've been dying to callI'm in love with my help desk girl
Though she might live on the other side of the world
Get it right with my help desk girlHer name was always "Autumn"
Heard in her voice I got 'em
Always working from 2 AMShe lived out in Nirvynah
Not too too far from China
Rode the scooter cabs to the job
I guess I'll never miss her
I screamed to the de-esser
What's life like on that Bog?Got the horn for that help desk girl
I know that you know that
You know that I know that
I know what I know
If you really cared
If I knew that you knew what
You knew when I knew that
If you knew - what is up?
But who knew
Would I ever dare?recorded by Chris Breetveld and then Moore (both play lots); Krystyna Olsiewicz: hdg voice; ending chat taken from Red Foley TV show, Springfield MO circa 1949
110.
composed by Moore
What is my life like
Without your love?
Imagine a nightmare
Then you wake up
That's when you notice
The pillow is damp
From the tears that you shed
What is my life like?
Without you I wish I was deadI thought it would be so much better
If we took a break
I couldn't seem to realize
Your heart was so fragile inside
I broke it beyond repair
Now you gotta get a new oneI thought it would be so much better
If we took a break
And better it appeared to be
Everything backfired on me
You ran away with my heart
Now I gotta get a new onenew mix: the original 1994 version, adorned with 2000 overdubs by Tom Priester playing steel guitars and banjo on his keyboard set-up. this improved take really shoulda been the one chosen instead for the recent Tiny Idols compilation.
111.
composed by M
RSM: ki
112.
chords composed by Moore; melody & words by Don Campau
Halfway from her is too far
I thought I could make it but the yearning is mountainous
The clouds beguiling, your eyes up on Everest conquering me
Don't need a sherpa to tell me it's dangerousHalfway from here is too hard
Less than my finger when placed on the mercator map
The winds they do gale
Your breath on my flushing neck, conquering me
Don't need the forecast to tell me it's hot in here
R. Stevie Moore: keyboards; DC: lyrics, vocals; Dino DiMuro: additional engineering and editing
113.
composed by Moore & Fyodor
2 + 2 = 5
4 + 4 = 9
That was a mistake, that was a mistake
That was a mistake, that was a mistake2 + 2 = 5
4 + 4 = 9 (correction)
That was a mistake, that was a mistake
That was a mistake, that was a mistakeYou + me = good
I stand corrected
White out
Right On
RSM: 1/2 vocals, 1/2 drums, bass, samples, gtr; RF: trombone samples; LF: orig remainder
114.
composed by big al kyda (muslim hillbilly)
ah kapeller
115.
composed by und maclen harrisong
Pls don't be long yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
Pls don't be long yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
Pls don't be long yeh yeh
Or I may B asleep!There's a fog, a fog upon L.A.
And my friends have lost their wayWe'll be over soon they said
Now they've lost themselves instead
Well it only goes to show
And I told them where to goSince you left me, I'm so alone
Now you're coming you're coming on home
I'll be good like I know I should
Pls don't be long, pls don't be longAsked a policeman on the street
There's so many there to meetNow it's past my bed I know
And I'd really like to gorecorded summer 2004. BJanoff Way: concept & lead vocals; RSM: remainder; KO: bkg vcls
116.
composed by circus guy
solo
117.
composed by gee piano
"it was glorious knowing you the past month or two
but as usual, they're sending me away because i cannot supply the money they want
but wherever i go, i know i'll meet your brothers and sisters
and of course they would gladly let me play their boards all day long"recited: Jon Ireland from/in Scotland
118.
composed by Bruce/Brown
Hey can you follow
Now that the trace is fainter
In the sand
Try turning your face to the wall
Can you still read me
Now that the chase is wilder
In your hand
Try losing your place in the sun
All the praises of the dream
Turned to tangles in the trees
All yesterday's fine chariots
Turned to buses in the street
Can you still hear me
Now that the songs are moving
Into night
Try sleeping with the dancers in your room.RSM: vocals, synthesizers; Jack Bruce: piano; John Marshall: drums; Chris Spedding: guitar
119.
composed by Jacques Plant, J.W. Stole, Del Roma, Arthur Altman & Norman Gimbel
(this is for Michael Jaxon)I will follow him
Follow him wherever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep
Keep me awayI must follow him
Ever since he touched my thing I knew That near him I always must be
And nothing can keep him from me
He is my destiny, childI love him I love him I love him
And where he goes I'll follow I'll follow I'll follow
He'll always be my true love my true love my true love
From now until forever, forever, foreverI will follow him
Follow him wherever he may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep, keep me away
Away from my loveHe is the boy
Everyone but everyone is talking about.recorded live 5 March 2005 at West End, NYC for WBAR benefit
120.
composed by thee
performed moore
121.
composed by McCartney
Somewhere to the south of New York City
Lies the friendly state of Tennessee
Down in Nashville town I met a pretty
Who made a pretty big fool out of meAnd they call her Sally, Sally G
Why d'you want to do the things you do to me
You're my Sally, Sally G
Took the part that was the heart of me
Sally GThe night life took me down to Printer's Alley
Where Sally sang a song behind the bar
I ran my eyes across her as she sang a tangled mind
I used to love to hear her sweet guitarMe and Sally took up
Things began to look up
Me and her were going strong
Then she started lyin'
I could see our love was dyin'
I heard a voice say, move along
Move along....Well, now I'm on my own again, I wonder
If she ever really understood
I never thought to ask her what the letter G stood for
But I know for sure it wasn't good(Take it chaps)
Sally G.....recorded october 2004 by the hard sharks
122.
decomposed by Lord Lane Steinberg (Tan Sleevie)
extract teaser theme from an upcoming LSRSM supercollaboration, next album or the one after that
123.
composed by my.
Himma Gunna Himma Gunna
Himma Gunna Here we go again
Himma Gunna Himma Gunna
Himma Gunna Here we go again
Himma Gunna Himma Gunna
Himma Gunna Here we go again
Himma Gunna Himma Gunna
Himma Gunna Here we go aginnMC Moore: recitation + orchestration
124.
composed by evelyn james
our door buzzer, which i loathe
DISCUS2
201.
composed by Marston
lyrics: nonecredits: one
202.
composed by Little Byo Moore & Little Fyodor
If you're already on your way
Keep going
If you're already on your way
Keep goingLeavin' now, headed towards you
Just about can't afford you
Leavin' now, headed towards you
Just about can't afford youIf you're already on your way
Keep going
If you're already on your way
Keep goingHere I come down your driveway
Let me in off this highway
Here I come down your driveway
Let me in off this highwayIf you're already on your way
Keep going
If you're already on your way
Keep goingNot too far destination
Hope my car makes the station
Not too far destination
Hope my car makes the stationIf you're already on your way
Keep going - can't stop
If you're already on your way
Keep going - no brakesTach em up tach em up
Boy yer gonna shut em downLeavin' now, headed towards you
Just about can't afford you
Here I come down your driveway
Let me in off the parkway
Parkay butterIf you're already on your way
Keep going - can't stop
If you're already on your way
Keep going - no brakesRSM: lyrics, vocals, organ, synth, ld gtr, FX; LF: remainder
203.
composed by Fyodor
204.
Some guy spit in your mouth once
Shut Up
Spit in my mouth?Nhh duh nhh duh
Royalist troops under the Marquess of Newcastle and Prince Rupert vs. an allied army of Parliamentary and Scottish troops led by Sir Thomas Fairfax and Lord Manchester.
The Civil War was going badly for Royalist forces in the north of England. The Marquess of Newcastle was forced to fall back on the fortified city of York, where he was besieged by Parliamentary armies under Sir Thomas Fairfax.
Prince Rupert led a relief force of perhaps 7000 cavalry and as many footsoldiers north to the relief of the city.
Fairfax broke off the siege and marched his men south to prevent Rupert from reaching the approaches to York. The ever-daring Rupert surprised the Parliamentary generals by marching around their position and reaching the city anyway.
The Battle
Never one to pull back from a fight, Rupert now ordered his tired men out from York to surprise the enemy. They met a numerically superior force numbering perhaps 27,000 men.By the time the armies were in position it was late in the day, and Rupert, convinced that his foe would not attack until the morning, left the field in search of his supper. Lord Newcastle, perhaps more reprehensibly, retired to his coach for a quiet smoke.
The Parliamentary army surprised the royalist totally by an attack which must have begun just as dusk was falling at 7pm. The fierce fighting lasted for several hours, eerily illuminated by a harvest moon. The royalist cavalry under the returned Rupert was ousted after fierce fighting, but it was the infantry that won the day (or night, in this case).
The Result
The Royalists lost as many as 3000 men, plus their artillery train. York was forced to surrender to Parliament and the north of England was effectively lost to the king. Prince Rupert lost his glowing reputation of invincibility in battle, but Marston Moor made the reputation of another man; Oliver Cromwell made a name for himself for his role in defeating the Royalist cavalry.pendletons loopsampled; dame alex wagner recites the battle station
205.
composed by Jeff Eliassen
These days are good for this
Halloween and Christmas
Think, and then make a list
Those people that you missEveryday should be just like that
Take a moment to look and seeRemember faces who
Make you smile, places too.Smells that bring you back to
Years ago, things that you
Felt deeply but as soon
Forgot, but now they're new.RSM: 1/2 vocals, 1/2 ac gtr, 1/2 bass, piano, strings, drums; JE: remainder
206.
composed by Human Television
Tell me what you want me to do
Tell me what you want me to do
And I'll do what you want
And I'll do what you want
And I'll do what you want
And I'll do what you want me to doDoesn't matter what you say
Doesn't matter what you say
I'm going my way
I'm going my way.Tell me what you want me to say
Tell me what you want me to say
And I'll say what you want
And I'll say what you want
And I'll say what you want
And I'll say what you want me to sayDoesn't matter what you do
Doesn't matter what you do
I'm going my way
I'm going my wayCopyright © 2004 Gigantic Music LLC
207.
text abuseby Kenneth Alley
208.
composed by Diamond
Baby loves me
Yes, yes she does
Ah, the girl's outta sight, yeah
Says she loves me
Yes, yes she does
Gonna show me tonight, yeahShe got the way to move me, Cherry
She got the way to groove me
She got the way to move me
She got the way to groove meTell your mamma, girl, I can't stay long
We got things we gotta catch up on
Mmmm, you know you know what I'm sayin'
Can't stand still while the music is playin'
Y'ain't got no right no, no you don't
Ah to be so exciting won't need bright lights
No, no we won't gonna make our own lightingNo, we won't tell a soul where we gone to
Girl, we do whatever we want to
Ah, I love the way that you do me
Cherry, babe, you really get to mecover suggested by Kramer; Krys O: ld vocals
209.
composed by Steevy
picked by the guitar man
210.
composed by Joe and Gino Vannelli
Love of my life
Take my heart, take my soul
Take what you need
Love of my life
Don't you know I'm just a fool
For a good woman's greedYou broke the wings of a weary vagabond
And I'm stranded on the island of your love
You are the fruit of my amazon
Love of my life, I'm no good on my ownLove of my nights
Take my pride, take my flesh
Take all my blues
Love of my life
Don't you know my life's a bore
When there's nothing to loseI am the prisoner of your paradise
I'm sunken in the bayou of your love
I make this sensual sacrifice
Love of my life for the good of my ownLove of my life, I'm no good on my own
Love of my life
Take my heart, take my soul
Take what you feel
Love of my life
Don't you know I'm just a man
For the woman who's realWhoa oh
Love of my life ....
Love of my life ....
Love of my life ....
Love of my life ....
Love of my life ....
Love of my life ....Billy Anderson: vocal; RSM: remainder
211.
composed by Gen Ken Montgomery
orig created by GKM with Moore added on the top end 1 Jan 2005
212.
composed by Peter Olafson
Hello Cindy
How are you?
Are you broken? Are you blue?
You really spin me
Say hello to CindyHello Cindy
Wow your eyes
Steal the light that burns outside
But not within me
Say hello to CindyHello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello-woeWe were up in heaven
At a quarter of 11
Flesh for Lulu was the one
Maybe it was fantasy
A question of geography
Or maybe just no funHello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello-woeThe next day at the record store
I found what was looking for
But you were in alarm
Maybe it was sexual
Or somewhat intellectual
Or maybe cause I touched your armHello Cindy
Think I'll split
Wrote my address on a chit
You're getting windy, girl
Say goodbye to CindyHello Cindy
How are you?
Are you broken? Are you blue?
You really did spin me
Say hello to Cindy ohrecorded october 2004 by the hard sharks (from their forthcoming album produced by MSR)
213.
composed by R
lyricsconceived y recorded exclusively for ms. alex wagner and mr. michael schmelling for the magazine interview on 24 Feb 2005.
214.
composed & spoken by Duf Davis
215.
composed by S
216.
composed by Moore
There's such a feeling in my room
It's like I'm in another calendar yearThe
future seems dreadful
It's obvious to all
The times have changed no more
We are certain to fallThe future seems worthless
Society to blame
The price is out of reach
American con-gameThere's such a pattern of thought here
It's like I'm just another rock 'n roll foolI want to go back in time
I want to go back in timeThe future seems dismal
For us in mid-thirties
The general opinion
Never escapes GerdesThere's such a feeling in my room
It's like I'm in another part of the crowdThe future John Fergie
May well give up the fight
I want to go back in time
I want to go back in timeThe future seems dreadful
It's obvious to me
The times have changed no moore
We can certainly seeThere's such a lack of emotion
It's like I'm justanotherrock'nrollfoolThe future seems dreadful
this version orig recorded by John Ferguson in Kentucky around 2001 for the RSM Family Album Vol. 3
217.
composed by Elvin Bishop
I'm struttin' my stuff, y'all
I'm struttin' my stuff, y'all
I'm struttin' my stuff, y'all
I'm struttin' my stuff, y'allYou all might like to hustle or
Do the bump or any dance you like
When I get out on the floor
I just wanna strut my stuff
Got a pretty mama in Atlanta
Ain't nothin but a Georgia peach
She strutted her stuff all the way down
To West Palm BeachCarolina, Georgia, Tennessee
I strut my stuff 'bout any ole place I be
Louisiana, Florida, Alabam
I like it down there, cause
It ain't no ham like Birminghamre-recorded 15 january 2005 by The Moore Brothers Band
218.
composed by
some credits you turned out to be.
219.
composed by Mo
lyricspamalways portrayed by the same person, over and over again
220.
words composed 1996 by Bill Janoff & music improvised 8 years later by RSM
I held out my heart
Battered, bleeding & sore
You chuckled and said
"Oh, so that's what they're for"
I'm sorry you hurt me
But what can I do?
I just wish you had feelings
So that I could hurt youWe make up
We explain
But the pain's still the same
You can't show affection
That's what you tell me
Like it's some kind of product
That you're tryin' to sell me
Goddammit, I love you, you bitch
GoodbyeI love you so much that it's killing me
And I'm just not ready to die
So goodbyeThe drugs in your vein
Have gone straight to your brain
And it's driving me insane
And so there's nothing left to say but
GoodbyeI love you so much I could hate you
I guess it's finally time to give that a try
So goodbyeBJ: vox; RSM: rock ensemble
221.
uncomposed by unknown chicago kids ca. 1970
stolen from, with thanks to, The Professor of WFMU's Audio Kitchen
222.
composed by ma
recorded outdoors in a S.O. park January 1993 by jim price
Employees must wash hands before returning to work