World Going By
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

Our world is going by
All I see will die
All will die
All I see will die
What can we do?
Our world is going by

[bridge]

Playing, laughing, dreaming, 
we don't care
We waste our days, 
we are not there
Sometimes, we think how can it be
When our world is gone
What waits for me?
What waits for me?
For you and me?

[instrumental]

Land like dust, nothing will grow
Friends all gone, lost in the snow
What can we do, it's what will be
When our world is gone
What waits for me?

Our world is going by
All I see will die

[bridge]

We had a chance
We did not care
The end is now in sight
We are almost there

[Outro]

World Going By (sadly sadly)

On Reading
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

I read a book last month, I finished it on Tuesday
I was riding on a train, and staring at the rain
I picked it up again, I had put it down last week
I could not stand the pain, not reading for the meek

It told a story about us, every word seemed to be right
How we had let it go, and turned away at night
The time away in silence, and the stilted conversations
Limiting our topics, withdrawing our attention

[instrumental]

I would read for a while, but had to set it down
Sometimes it brought a smile, but not so very often
At times I ploughed on, I fought my way in anguish
But it's hard to read in tears, and my will would soften

A fist would grip my chest, it felt so close to death
I had to turn away, and walk out in the yard
The cold would calm me down, I did not bring my coat
This was so very hard, I was reading what I wrote

[instrumental]

I read a book last month, I finished it on Tuesday
I was riding on a train, and staring at the rain
I picked it up again, I had put it down last week
I could not stand the pain, not reading for the meek

A fist would grip my chest, it felt so close to death
I had to turn away, and walk out in the yard
The cold would calm me down, I did not bring my coat
This was so very hard, I was reading what I wrote

This was so very hard, 
I was reading what I wrote

[outro]



On Reading

Words about Words
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

I cannot hear the music
I want to hear a song
All I hear is more words
And they keep on coming on

I wake up with the words
They pour into my mind
I am afraid that I will loose them
That they will be left behind

[bridge]

I rush to write them down
I repeat them in my mind
I say them ten times over
It's a pen I'm trying to find

But so what, I write them down
It is only a few words
It wasn't an idea, not a real thing
Just words, and words, and words

[instrumental]

I cannot find the beat
I don't hear a melody
Just old patterns I repeat
That's all I seem to see

If not words, then an idea
Can at least, I have that
But no, all I get is words
Just crap that I have spat

[bridge]

It all comes at me too fast
I write and write and write
Someday I need to stop
It keeps me up at night

I am going around in circles
Just more words about the words
What about the music, that I never hear 
I only hear words, and that is that

[instrumental]

It all comes at me too fast
I write and write and write
Someday I need to stop
It keeps me up at night

I am going around in circles
Just more words about the words
What about the music, that I never hear 
I only hear words, and that is that

[outro]

Words about Words

Not Keeping Score
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

Back then you must have liked me
and liked me quite a lot
But not so much today,
What is it you forgot?
Or is it something you remember
I really don't know what 
Is there something I can say?
It was you the went away

Now I see you at the store
And sometimes going home
You don't say a word
You don't meet my eyes
I try to catch your glance
I take another chance
You will look away
I turn around and sigh

[instrumental]

This is how it goes
What we do we never know
Or maybe it is guilt
Is it something that you did?
You don't wanna talk 
Something you kept hid
But I don't care anymore
I am no longer keeping score

[instrumental]

This is how it goes
What we do we never know
Or maybe it is guilt
Is it something that you did?
You don't wanna talk 
Something you kept hid
But I don't care anymore
I am no longer keeping score

I don't care anymore
I am no longer keeping score

I am no longer keeping score

[outro]

Not Keeping Score

What I Don't Know
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

I don't know a thing
Don't know a thing about the world
I've spent my whole life here
Hiding from what's real

I don't know a single truth
Don't know anything that counts
I know stuff that has no meaning
And then only the beginning

[chorus]
I don't know what I need
I may not need to know
While I wait here to find out
I don't know if you might go

[instrumental]

I can tell you lots of things
I can tell you 'bout machines
But I don't know how I feel
What I know does not seem real

I can tell you that I care
But I don't know if I dare
I don't know how you might feel
Things I say may make you scared

[chorus]
I don't know what I need
I may not need to know
While I wait here to find out
I don't know if you might go

[instrumental]

I don't know a thing
Don't know a thing about the world
I've spent my whole life here
Hiding from what's real

I don't know what I need
I may not need to know
While I wait here to find out
I don't know if you might go

I don't know if you might go

I don't know if you might go

[outro]

What I Don't Know

I Hear the Hounds
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

You were all I ever wanted
I was happy loving you
Why did you stop the ride?
You know that you can't hide

I met you in the park
I waited in the dark
I pushed you in the water
Not that it would matter

There is no time to wait around
It's time to run, 
to get away
I cannot stay
I have to run
to get away
I cannot stay

[guitar solo]

You took the blow
I saw you falter
I saw you hit the ground
You did not make a sound
You would not be found

We could have gone together
We could have kept on riding

There is no time to wait around
It's time to run, 
to get away
I cannot stay
I have to run
to get away
I cannot stay


[guitar solo]

I see the lights 
I hear the hounds
Can't make a sound

There is no time to wait around
It's time to run, 
to get away
I cannot stay
I have to run
to get away
I cannot stay

I hear the hounds

[outro]

I Hear the Hounds

[instrumental]

In the night we see the lights that tell us all the lies
In the night I feel the fright, it wells up in my mind
The hounds out in the yard, they sing to me alone
When the hounds make that sound, 
the devil's in his throne

The sound fills me with fear
It says the monster is now near

[bridge]

Hold on to me
Please give me a line
Hold on to me
Hold on onto my mind

Help, I'm going down
To the bottom
Help, I'm going down
To the bottom

[instrumental]

The sound fills me with fear
It says the monster is now near

Hold on to me
Please give me a line
Hold on to me
Hold on onto my mind

Help, I'm going down
To the bottom
Help, I'm going down
To the bottom

[instrumental]

*howling*
"aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The hounds are at my side
The hounds are in my mind
The howls are in my ears
They never have been kind


Hold on to me
Please give me a line
Hold on to me
Hold on onto my mind

Help, I'm going down
To the bottom
Help, I'm going down
To the bottom

[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")
[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")
[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")

[instrumental]

Hold on to me
Please give me a line
Hold on to me
Hold on onto my mind

Help, I'm going down
To the bottom
Help, I'm going down
To the bottom

[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")
[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")
[howling]("aaaahhhh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu")

[instrumental]


The Hounds (v45 cy)

Yeah, Right!
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Yeah, Right!

Assonance, dissonance, and rectitudinal insolence
I appear and retreat
I traverse the horizon
I intend to give in, to relinquish all hope,
to withdraw in defeat
But return without reason
I do not sound the same 
I disturb your entrancement
I apply my own rules
with no regard for the moment

Yeah, Right!

A flirtation with chance
A neglect of romance
The entrance suspicious
The appearance audacious
The reaction delicious
My motives ambitious
Then ambivalence strikes
And we return to the dance

At the center of motion
With unequaled attraction
With the smoothness of lotion
And no hope of retraction
We avoid interaction
In a spasm of fury
Without entering a plea
We abandon the jury

And we are gone
And we are gone
We can't hear the tone

We are gone

ooommhh papa dowahhh
ooommhh papa dowahhh
ooommhh papa dowahhh
a choo cun cun a choo cun cun

!YEAH, RIGHT!


Yeah, Right! (IM Jimmy)

Yeah, Right! (w/fuzz)

What Is Life
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]


What Is Life?
I don't know, ask my wife

If I knew, would it matter
In an ocean of water
It's a drop with no name
They all are the same

[instrumental]

Life is debt left unpaid
full of words left unsaid
It is hopes spent on dreams,
vague thoughts never seen

Lived on lands never been,
all our plans only schemes
Wild desires never shown,
burning fires all alone

What Is Life?
I don't know, ask my wife

[instrumental]


Things like that
I don't know
Thoughts like that
I don't show

I keep them inside
Only place I can hide
I go to work when it's nice
I don't tell the guys

They don't ask about that
They don't care anyway
You can walk up to them
and ask plain as day

What Is Life?
But you know what they'll say
I don't know, ask my wife
Ask my wife

Ask my wife

[outro]


What is Life

At Three in the Morning
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey


[intro]

It is three in the morning
And here I am, one more time
At three in morning
I can write, I have time

At three in the morning
A time you think is night
Everything is so much clearer
Everything just comes out right

I can think, I can dream
Ponder stuff, and make up schemes
I can worry, with no hurry
And some things, well, I can bury

[instrumental]

When I get up way too late
With voices all around me
With dogs that want attention
I can't worry 'bout redemption

You cannot have the deep thoughts
Too many things will get forgot
They come up in your mind
Among barks, they're left behind

[bridge]

But, at three in the morning
At three in the morning
Before the day is dawning
I can write, I can write

[instrumental]

At three in the morning
A time you think is night
Everything is so much clearer
Everything just comes out right

I can think, I can dream
Ponder stuff, and make up schemes
I can worry, with no hurry
And some things, well, I can bury

[bridge]

But, at three in the morning
At three in the morning
Before the day is dawning
I can write, I can write

[outro]

At Three in the Morning (clear squeaky)

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

At Three in the Morning (clear squeaky)

I and Ai

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