1. Your Dancing Ears

I don't wanna talk about a thing about a thing about
I think about you think about this
I don't wanna talk about a thing about a thing about
I think about you think about this
I don't wanna talk about a thing about a thing about
I think about you think about this
I don't wanna talk about a thing about a thing about
I think about you think about this
Compromise another compromise
Compromise another compromise
I remember when I was a little kid
And I don't remember what's your name
Are you happy or sad or don't you know
That I care about things around me?
Compromise another compromise
Compromise another compromise
I remember when I graduated high school
You forgot what's my name
Am I faking it?
You better believe it absolutely
Hooked on visine
Hooked on visine
Hooked on visine

Just for a song you call me
You wanna know
Could I would I make you one?
Just for a song you stop me
Incognito
Can I deny your dancing ears?
Move

Just for a song you write me
You gotta know
Did I will I give you one?
Just for a song you ball me
You had to know
Have I should I sell you one?
Move

What else do they want from me?
I make them a song but something goes wrong
Compromise another drop in my eyes
It's a song of unbridled passionate joy

©1985 R. Stevie Moore

2. Under The Light

Under the light it looks so splendid
The time is right for us to send it
Under the light it shines so bright

It's in my heartbeat, time to go onstage
Start beat within the drum cage
Under the light

Under the light it can't be described
It's very right that I'd been prescribed
The lights of spot shine down so hot

It's in the program, try to find my name
No ma'am, printer is to blame
Under the light

Now the emcee looks at me with a smile
I nervously try to see crowded aisles
They're crowded tight
Now there's applause with a pause not so sure
I stopped because Santa Claus is a viewer

Under the light back to the artwork
We do it right, me and the smart turk
We do it well, so go to hell

It's in my heartbeat sorry but it's true
Brain heat brings hate for you few

Under the light

©1976 R. Stevie Moore

3. I Could Be Your Lover (a)

I could be your lover
Think how you would feel.

Elvis tells me, "get high!"
Strange severe pleasure pedestals circle under and up over the red door to my heart.
Look, use your spectacles
Now look again!
My memory has left you lemon flavored
The last piece, the best piece.
Taste my soul while your bejewelled little fingers wadcrumple up the wrapper.
You toss it, it falls
With the acid rain we drink and we walk across the skipping leaves of my oregano tree.
Nothing was everything before the tablets were tried, before the tablets were tried.

©1987 R. Stevie Moore

4. Elation Damnation

You may very well be concerned
That your big investment pays off
I can understand just why
You may feel put off
Let me tell you one thing
There's no strings, no obligation
Elation damnation
You own r. stevie moore.

I come with a money-back guarantee
Doncha fret, you can bet you'll be satisfied
I come with a full coverage warranty
Elation, tell Jason I'm here

I'm well equipped with options
They're included in the estimated sticker price
They built me to last for a
Very long time, that's nice
Now let me tell you one thing
There's no need to be suspicious
Temptation, tell Jason
A salesman will not call

So if you're in the marketplace
To acquire a brand new loverboy
You can rest assured that
My value can't be destroyed
So please accept this offer now
And win a free vacation
Elation damnation
Have I got a deal for you!

Frustration vibration is here
I'm here!

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

5. The Clinch

(instrumental)

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

6. Sponge Bath

(instrumental)

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

7. Can't Afford No Food

I can't afford no food
Don't make enough income
Come see if you can see my ribs
I'm too hungry to live
And I'm not asking for you to give
Me nothing

I can't continue this
Won't be around too long, long
See if you can go on a diet
I am forced to try it
And I am slowly but surely dying

See if you can lend me a five
Just to keep me alive
So I can sing you a song tonight
One last line

I can't deny
I cancer vibe

©1979 R. Stevie Moore

8. Times Have Changed

Get away, baby
You're getting too close to me
I need you, but
Times have changed

I feel just like a male
A little insecure
You want love too much
You get to get yourself together first

I may want you
I may not
I don't know which you I'm gonna get
You scare me, girl

Get away, baby
You're getting too close to me
I need you, but
Times have changed

©1990 R. Stevie Moore

9. Ill (Worst)

I sit here in agony in undivided pain
I'm blue and I'm flesh and I'm wet from all your sullen rain
The morning sun has gone away
Disappeared as you did to me

I strum with discontentment, nothing for nothing meant for me
My clock is going fast though passing reality
The silent night still holds me back
Keeping me from the girl that I love

I have nothing to my account, no girl no friends no home
I'm stricken here with loneliness (the only thing I own)
I'm so cold in my own secret way
Wanting you and the love you disperse

Every possesion of mine
Was either given back
Or it was never given to me

©1968 R. Stevie Moore

10. You Love Me, Do Something

What did you say? Were you talking to me?
Your negligee said something vague
Something something vague
Someone like William Burroughs

I am a good composer
Maybe I should contact Harry Belafonte
What then would he tell me?
Would he listen to me?
What then would he tell me?
Would he listen for Lee?

Lee is a good drummer man
Maybe he should join
Tommy Dorsey's big band
Big fan, a big hand...my man

Everybody's so, everybody's so
Everybody's soda fountain
Everybody's so, everybody's so
Everybody's sofa conscious
Everybody's so, everybody's so
Everybody's so low profile

Actions speak louder than words
You love me, do something
Actions speak louder than words
You love me, do something

©1985 R. Stevie Moore

11. I Could Be Your Lover (b)

I could be your lover.
Think how you would feel.
The sun fires freely into the crowd of mourners.
Your glistening lips grin, turning green,
Oozing sugared rum, coating the paper I write on, read from, go to.
Insomnia welcomes meringue on my head.
Quick, take my photo!
British boys await parcel,
Looks as if I see trails.

Velvet felt covering your entire driveway and my entire driveway, which both meet in a horticultural handshake, right in front of our own 2 room house.
Funny enough, looks as if I smell your blue sauce...almost ready, nearly complete, practically prepared.

©1987 R. Stevie Moore

12. Pledge Your Money

13. You Can't Write A Song

Tumors and rumors
This is nothing like I've ever seen instead of
Copy too sloppy
Vast improvement must become a food that's breaded
Lyric, let's hear it Nothing can help you along

You can't write a song
I can't write a song
So don't sing along unless you suck King Kong

I know and you know
I can't say a thing like that in front of Mother
Ulcer, get seltzer
We are getting sick of looking at each other
Listen while pissin
Nothing can help you along

You can't write a song
I can't write a song
So don't sing along unless you saw King Kong

Get your own picture
Friendly though you seem, I'll dynamite your manor
Music for Cusic
I would send him to the right place with a hammer
Senseless relentless
Nothing can show us the wrong

So don't sing along unless you think I'm wrong
I'm wrong
I'm wrong, yes I am wrong.

©1975 R. Stevie Moore

14. Oil

15. It's What You Do (It's Not What You Are)

16. Alecia

A perfect combination!

Once upon a time
I knew a little girl of ten
She was gonna be
Eleven soon, but when?
When can I have you, baby?

Alecia, Alecia oh

Everyday we'd play
Upon the front porch swing 'til five
She was gonna be
My futuristic bride
When can I marry you, baby?

Alecia, appreciate you I do
A perfect celebration

Happy birthday to you
You are my underage sweetheart
You are true
You are, not what you do
U. R. true

Alecia, Felicia grow up

Maybe we can go
Away from all your relatives
I will pick you up
Tonight so pack your bags
When can I kidnap you?

Alecia, congratulations you're twelve

So we finally got
A preacherman to tie the knot
Everything is fine
No, everything is great and wonderful

Alecia, appreciate you I will
A perfect cause to date you ©1986 R. Stevie Moore

17. I Could Be Your Lover (c)

I love YOU
I don't love your family, I love you!
Don't become tense. Don't take your hand from my thigh.
Let it travel.
Allow fascination with the now, the tomorrow of goodgreat.
Be my queen, incidentally indeed.

Look! Keep your contact lenses crystal clear, and see the wicked way the aftersmoke shoots high and levels out at your hairline.
Be quite careful not to offend observers.
Your fellow radio listeners are capable of jumping the yellow spaces, if unoccupied.
Are you not tripping?
What a surprise!

Oh well. Hi! Let's think about the next.
Thought you would agree to disagree.

I could be your lover,
Think how you would feel.

©1987 R. Stevie Moore

18. I Like To Stay Home

I like to stay home
You go on out just close the door
I like to stay home
Where it's safe and sound
And nobody has a rifle

I don't care about going anywhere
I don't think about appearing anywhere
I got enough to do right here

I like to stay home
Relax and read the facts of life
I like to stay home
Where it's safe and sound
And nobody asks me what's wrong

I don't care about movies or hockey games
I just need about why is it jabberwocky blames me?
I got enough to do right here

I like to stay home
And play guitar and play it back

I like to stay home
Where it's safe and quiet
In private inside me
I think i'll stay home

I don't care about making any plans
I don't think about showing up at the dance
Go without me got enough to right here

I like to stay home
You go on out and have a ball
I like to stay home
Where it's safe and quiet
In private inside me
Inside me.

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

19. No Know

No know psychology
No know analyzing
No know expectations
No know remarks

No know assuming
No know idealizing
No know accusations
No know relationship then?

No you don't know me
I don't know you, no
No you don't know me
I don't know you, no

No know bullshit
No know fuckin mediocrity
No know excuses
No know influence

No know escaping
No know fantasizing
No know consternation
No know relationship then?

No you don't know me
I don't know you, no
No you don't know me
I don't know you, no

No know no know

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

20. Hours Of Delight

You give me hours of delight
Every night we fight
Every day you play
Wheel of Fortune

You give me hours of delight
Every week's antiques
Every morn I warned
You ignored me

You give me minutes of pressure
Sha la la doo wah
Oowee oowee

You give me hours of delight
Every year it's clear
Oh my dear, I fear how sarcastic
You give me decades of anguish.

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

21. Play Myself Some Music

It's so quiet in here, hear the pin drop
Oh what can I do?
There's nothin' to do, just plop down in a chair
Listen to some tunes

Play myself some music
Listen to side 2 first
Play myself some music
Pretend I did not lose you

I been so sad all day, watchng the clock
Oh what could I do?
My life is a bore, just lay down in the floor
Listen to some songs

Play myself some music
Listen to side 3 first
Play myself some music
Pretend I did not lose you

A ballad makes me think of you
A rocker makes me think of us
But silence makes me cry

I got all these records, but it's such a chore
To choose one
But I must play the game, get settled in the phones
Listen to LPs

Play myself some music
Listen to side 4 first
Play myself some music
Pretend I did not lose you

Play myself some music
Listen to side 1 first
Drink myself some whiskey
Pretend I did not lose you

But silence makes me cry
Silence
Cry.

©1986 R. Stevie Moore

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