Written by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil, performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

This is a cover song originally performed by B.J. Thomas. Other artists to cover it were Elvis Presley and Leonard Nimoy.

Well I just can't help believin'
When she smiles up soft and gentle
With a trace of misty morning
And the promise of tomorrow in her eyes

And I just can't help believin'
When she's lying close beside me
And my heart beats with the rhythm of her sighs

This time the girl is gonna stay
This time the girl is gonna stay
For more than just a day

And I just can't help believin'
When she slips her hand in my hand
And it feels so small and helpless
And let my fingers fold around it like a glove

And I just can't help believin'
When she's whispering some magic
My tears are flowing honey sweet with love

This time the girl is gonna stay
This time the girl is gonna stay
For more than just a day

I just can't help believin'	


I Just Can't Help Believin'

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

So many things in life I’d like to be
A sailor with a suit and cap who sails across the sea
But in another life you know I was another me
But I can’t comprehend that philosophy

So maybe be a southern gentleman
At peace
Just to breathe
And then you’ll know just right where I stand
With beliefs
Without needs

This whole life is what you get for free
Spend it on yourself and don’t forget to breathe
I can’t be a dolphin or a chimpanzee
But I know of another possibility

And maybe be a southern gentleman
Leisurely
And complete
And then you’ll know just right where I stand
At peace
Just to be 

Southern Gentleman

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

If you got it it’s your money.
It’s enough to catch the trolley.

It’s not quite a dollar.
But it’s better than a quarter.

It knows not what you’re thinking.
But there’s something so appealing
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It’s seventy-five pennies
And doubled, it’s one fifty.

Every one of them has a mother
And you treat me like a brother

At one time brought good fortune.
And stood to restore order

75 cents

INSTRUMENTAL

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

Space Noodles

Written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney.  Performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

Oh yeah, I should tell you something
I hope you'll understand
That I need that something
I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

Oh please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You'll let me hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

And if I touch you I'll feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I cant hide it, I cant hide it, I cant hide

Yeah, you've got that something
I think you understand
And I need that something
I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand

And if I touch you I'll feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I cant hide it, I cant hide it, I cant' hide

Yeah, you've got that something
I hope you'll understand
That I need that something
You'd wanna hold my hand


performed by D. Sticker Ensemble and written by John Lennon & Paul McCartney

I Want To Hold Your Hand

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

Han and Luke were rebels till the end
And they were friends
Leia was the love of young Lukes eye
But he was shy
And Han could tell by the way she held his hand
She needed a man
And this was dispalyed when a wookie cried in song
Something was wrong

Luke was lost out in the snow
He didnt know which way to go
He was alone
And he was cold

Young Luke nearly froze until Han arrived
And saved his life
And from there a string became attatched
And behind his back

Han didn't think about his friend
When he took Leia by the hand
She resisted then gave in
They didn't even try to pretend
This was all before they knew
Luke was her twin

Ballad of Han, Luke and Leia (original version)

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

Is there a combination locking all your secrets in a dream?
Is there a clown who's had its way with all the pros of misery?

Is there a laundry mat with plastic plants and Spanish TV on?
Is there a chrome cap dipped in seaweed sap, posing as a pawn?

Is there a camel on a hill top with a cigarette that bleeds?
Is there a condom in your playground, or a prozac in your tea?

Is there an understanding somewhere, eating wholesome yellow snacks?
Is the a moustache spanking numbers on a rainbow just for laughs?

Is there a diplomatic mission on its way to Alderon?
Is there a prison pod shot into space from Planet Liberon?

Is there insurance on your trolley car of constant casualties?
Is there a letter in my mailbox, with a syndrome just for me?

      And of all of these things?  I do not know.
      But it's a chance to sing and a chance to grow.
      So pardon me while I sing, dee dee dee dee dee dee...

Is there a statue made from bacon fat, with green gumballs for eye's?
Is there an oxygenic mask that your body wears inside?

Is there a voyeur in your eyeball with a fetish for panty's?
Is there a uniform that suggests individuality?

Is there a vitamin that's chewable for supplementing sass?
Is there a casket with the contours of a ladel spilling gas?

Is there a whale song in your pants, that sings of crippled tangerines?
Is there a clipboard on a scientist, discovering what I need?

Is there a baby that will burst in flames, when it starts to cry?
Is there a lacquer thinner thick enough for bathing in a sty?

Is there a lock of candy sandwich with some fosil's for it's teeth?
Is there an Elvis eating doctor, partial to your noodle ring?

      And of all of these things?  I do not know.
      But it's a chance to sing and a chance to grow.
      So pardon me while I sing, dee dee dee dee dee dee...

Is there a pogo stick with fingerprints, inside your creepy drawers?

All Of The Things I Do Not Know

The D. Sticker Stomp

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

Once upon a time, there was a Steve.
He owned a lot of cups, and a jar of pee.

His hair was fast, and his body was lean.
A radiator chest, if you know what I mean.

I ran to Steve's house, with my bike.
He said he had a whopper of a little surprise.

I flew up the stairs, and into his room.
Where there sat Steve, absorbed in a book.

He glanced right up, as I came right in.
And directly behind him, sat this thing.

I said, "Steve, what's that?  What makes it go?"
He turned his head slow, and said, "Oh, you know."

"No, no, no.  I certainly don't Steve!"
But looking up again, he said it was me.

And I said, "Oh Steve, is that so?
Cause if it is, then make it go."

I crawled right in, and sat in the seat
Of this incredible contraption, that I couldn't believe

I ran all my fingers along it's shaft.
Over the gears, and over my pants...all over my pants!

There was only enough room, for one to seat
But I turned to my side, and there sat Steve.

Well, I'm not quite sure how his body got in there
But his timing was right, and he was definitely there.

"Oh my, Steve!  I just cant believe.
How can anyone just devise such a thing?"

He said, "Your question begs to reveal
A little more of you, and less of me."

"Oh Steve, your so deep.
But please, please tell me how you think."

And with a two day pause
He made it clear to me

It all comes from here,
Pointing to his jeans.

Well, "That's life with Steve", the paper's read.
So Merry, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!

Me & Steve

Written by D. Sticker and performed by D. Sticker Ensemble.

I'm in a town that I shouldn’t be
My bicycles torn, I'm walkin' the streets
That's where I go, and that's when you'll see
The price of deformity
Born with three eye's

Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, Born with three eye's
Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, what a surprise

Oatmeal’s sweet in the belly
But then the time comes to find me some meat
But once out the door, the penis will rise
And out pops a baby
Born with 3 eye's

Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, Born with three eye's
Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, what a surprise

And I think that I should see a shrink
But something tells me
My freak design is alright
But sometimes scary

Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, Born with three eye's
Born with three eye's (3 X's)
Oh well, what a surprise


Falling to pieces, crawling to Jesus
Why are these feelings, hovering like halo's
What was I thinking, too much and too slow
Calling to Jesus, to be my sheriff
Crawling to Jesus, to cop a heal
Coat hanger fetus, late term stunted growth
Falling to pieces, crawling to Jesus
What was I thinking, too much and too slow

Born With 3 Eyes (acoustic demo)

D. Sticker is a Los Angeles based musician with 2 official full length album releases (and several unofficial releases).  You can catch D. Sticker performing live in Los Angeles. 