Hail Saturday
Hail to failed youth
Cheers to the jubilee
Cheers to you and me
The lights behind our faces
The ways we slipped into
All of our favourite spaces
They kept us so amused

ch: (and) swee-ee-eet
So deliciously sweet
So swee-ee-eet
Important, immortal, a million

Time, I just can't comprehend
It just rolls into folds of memory
The time we ran out on our friends
To wander through snowy streets
Autumn nights drunk in the park
A handful of sand on the beach
Because time it likes to pretend
That it has a beginning, that it has an end...

... but I remember that psychedelic night we hung out in the candy store and then took a ride on the streetcar to the end of the line where the beach was lit up like the fourth of July

9 There Are No Small Ideas

THE DUSTY ROOM
(the war pilots reunion)

In this city
Where we ploughed ahead
Kind of feel like I've been here before
Wandering windy
With my pal Weird and Gilly
Getting stupidly just before dawn
Doing nothing
Baking in the sun
Swallowing LSD out on the lawn
Well south of fifty
And I'm so glad you're with me
As short a time as it's been,it's still been too long

It's been years since we
Met back in '43
When you gave me the gift to press on
(This is) one for the album
and I'm so glad you came out west
Churning out your best
Is not a bad hill to die on

8 The Dusty Room

These dreams I feel
Are far too real
And these days awake
Are far too fake 
These things I hear
Are not so clear
And these things I see
Are haunting me

Old goat
Won't work the field
Old ghost
Won't let us see
the old road
Will never lead
to the countryside

This mystery
Is make believe
It's fair to feel
We never leave

This cobbled veil
We've made so well
Why fear at all
When we're so small

Old goat
Is fast asleep
Old ghost
Is fantasy
the old road
Is just a means
We chose
To carve out the feilds
But they still grow
Row upon row
all... through... the... countryside

7 Commandant

We sing to the stars
We sing in the voice of Horace Wimp
We sing through the afternoon
In tune... with Holy Rollers

ch1: We'll give you... love potions
We'll give you... such a thrill

We sing in our cars
We sing to the AM radio
We sing on our way to play
In time... with Donny and Goergie

ch2: We'll give you... sweet emotion
We'll give you... blueberry hills

6 Casey Jay

When I fell asleep, on the battlefield
And I... let my... soul fly... back home
I looked into the past, at the members of the cast
And I... saw them... standing solemnly
They pointed fingers, accusingly at my love
Like it... was not... what it... should be
The reparations, I had to make to them
Swallowed... my shame... called it out by name

They will steal what
You don't give freely
If you could see
I think you'd agree

I held the golden age, of the sun, in my palm
Those who... cursed me... looking fervently
I took some pieces off and doled them out to everyone
Tossed them... blindly... into... the sea
Healing up the sick, I had to pull out all my tricks
Gave them... a choice... to hear... my voice
So I could leave the meek the best world they ever had
Once they... could see... not to... follow me

It's a gift
It's a craze

Over and over and over again
Sun always rises, sun always sets
Everything in order, nothing to change
I'd tell you my name but you're just not there yet...

(But here it is... )
They will steal what
You don't give freely
If you could see
I think you'd agree

They will steal what
You don't give them... freely

5 Ducky Charms

We spent the evening telling each other all our secrets
And having half a laugh at which ones we would keep
We made up stories about the people passing by the window
We laughed at nothing until we were both half asleep

On Monday... in the morning
On the waterway... beside the road
On the sidewalk... in the streetcars
The people walking like they've got somewhere to go

Can we just stay home
And pretend that it's still Sunday
Here inside it's nice and warm
We can hide in here and be anything we want

We are the lucky ones
We're sat here , we're finishing the bottle
So lets linger a little longer, Driselda

She spends the evenings curled up in front of the TV set
She has a laugh at all the lives that aren't really real
She watches stories and pretends like she is someone else
She falls asleep without anybody calling

On Mondays... in the morning
She's likes to go... for a walk down to the store
On the sidewalk... in the streetcars
The people walking they don't know her anymore

She is the lucky ones
She's there, she's words inside her favourite song
She wants to linger a little longer, Driselda

And all I got for you was a corner table set for two
Enjoy your gift on Christmas morning
Try not to delay or you might be late to catch the train
I'll give a friendly wave from the westbound platform.

4 Driselda

Untethered things
Are born inside
Help me,
Help yourself

Queens and kings
Blushing brides 
Emptied,
Of our pride

We'll always live the life we choo-oo-oose

So tell me
About your strife
I'm here,
I'm on your side

Could we see,
The good life
Freely
No price 

We simply have nothing to lo-ooo-ose
So help me out
Help me see
How to help you...

 I float freely, through the , ceiling
Up into the night sky
I fly westward, upward, onward
Through the city lights

I just need to say that
If I could choose,
to turn back time
Take you,
With me

We could create a better tru-uuu-uth
So call on me,
Let me see,
Where I can see you...

I see all the city sprawling
Underneath the night sky
Drifting freely, through the trees,
On the other side
It's such a blissful feeling
Such wonderous sights
I fly westward, upward, onward
Into perfect light

3 Action Manny

I walked in to... total silence
I looked in to... a crystal ball
I looked in to... the red room
I could see you... on the wall
I'll save you... I'll take you
To the garden... where we belong

Can we forget?
Are we ready
To pay our debt
Make it right
In this mess
We held steady
(But) we have yet
To see the sun as it sets
As it meets the horizons
Repose in the west
And we kiss it goodbye
And we wish it the best
And as tears fill our eyes
As it goes off to rest
We are fortunate...
To have known it at all

2 King Patches

Spandex kitty

We’ll sit here, in this place
We’ll kill years, talk for days
With gilded ears, on golden frames
We’ll hear no thought of fear we’ll entertain no thought of pain and

it’s silly, it’s too absurd
Are we really so ill that we forgot the words 

These green fields, seem to stretch for days
how long has it been, I wonder since I’ve seen this place
Our golden years, in our purple haze
So wonderfully familiar, but somehow out of phase
I tried to think it over, as I sit in the rain
Maybe I’m just too sober to properly explain but

t’s silly, it’s too absurd
Are we really so ill that we forgot the words 
We flaunted, this promise
But dropped into a pool of utter nonsense
So tell me, about the glory
I dearly need... to know the story, come on... spandex kitty

Charmicheal