No Money in Honey
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

You can take it slow
Or get real wild
No matter what
It's all for show

It ain't all that bad, 
When it's real good
And good enough 
Will pay for food

You just keep on going
'til you're all spent
Before you know it
You'll have the rent

[chorus]
maybe there ain't
any money in honey
but whatever you got
you got it cummin'

maybe there ain't
any money in honey
but whatever you got
you got it cummin'

[instrumental]

You can take it slow
Or get real wild
No matter what
It's all for show

It ain't all that bad, 
When it's real good
And good enough 
Will pay for food

You just keep on going
'til you're all spent
Before you know it
You'll have the rent

[chorus]
maybe there ain't
any money in honey
but whatever you got
you got it cummin'

maybe there ain't
any money in honey
but whatever you got
you got it cummin'

[instrumental]

It is the life
It's just the game
They say you're bad
Should be ashamed

But it ain't so
Give it a try, 
you never know
you never know

[chorus]
maybe there ain't
any money in honey
but whatever you got
you got it cummin'

[instrumental]

But it ain't so
Give it a try, 
you never know
you never know

You gotta cumm
and I've got to go

You gotta cumm
I've got to go

I've got to go

Goodbye for now, I've got to go

[instrumental]


No Money in Honey (soulish)

A Song I Cannot Finish
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

A song I cannot finish
With words I cannot hear
A song that springs to mind
Whenever you are near

A lonely saxophone
Playing much too far
A subtle hidden tone
Drowned by a guitar

[intro]

Amid the traffic and the noise
In this world without a choice
I hear music, a steady beat
All from a life now in retreat

In the background there are words
Confused by other sound
I don't know what I have heard
But again they come around

[bridge]

A song I cannot finish
With words I cannot hear
A song that springs to mind
Whenever you are near

[chorus]
A lonely saxophone
Playing much too far
A subtle hidden tone
Drowned by a guitar

[instrumental]

These are words that I should know
They are words that I have heard
They are words I may have written
But words I since forgot

Are they words I said to you?
Long ago when you were true
Words like broken glass
A gate I dare not pass

[bridge]

A song I cannot finish
With words I cannot hear
A song that springs to mind
Whenever you are near

[chorus]
A lonely saxophone
Playing much too far
A subtle hidden tone
Drowned by a guitar


[instrumental]

A song I cannot finish
With words I cannot hear
A song that springs to mind
Whenever you are near

[chorus]
A lonely saxophone
Playing much too far
A subtle hidden tone
Drowned by a guitar


[instrumental]


A Song I Cannot Finish

A Song I Cannot Finish (rnb)

I Cannot Find a Door
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

The truth, it sneaks around
I avoid it at all costs
Sometimes it can't be found
Those days I think I'm lost

[chorus]
These  thoughts I can't escape
A truth that I can't take
One more turn around the floor
I cannot find a door

[instrumental]

So much time now on my own
I pace around my room
I walk into the walls
and think of sudden falls

I walk back to the window
And look down at the street
I think I see you there
But I know you are nowhere

You are nowhere I can reach
You are far beyond my sight
Far beyond my touch
A dream on lonely nights

[bridge]

The truth, it sneaks around
I avoid it at all costs
Sometimes it can't be found
Those days I think I'm lost

[chorus]
These  thoughts I can't escape
A truth that I can't take
One more turn around the floor
I cannot find a door

[instrumental]

So much time now in my mind
Same thoughts come back again
These thought are a refrain
They are meant to bring me pain

I remember how I was
I am still the same way now
Nothing ever changes
I never find out how

Still I think I'd like to try
I'd like to see you once again
But the thoughts come back around
The thoughts that bring me pain

[bridge]

The truth, it sneaks around
I avoid it at all costs
Sometimes it can't be found
Those days I think I'm lost

[chorus]
These  thoughts I can't escape
A truth that I can't take
One more turn around the floor
I cannot find a door

[instrumental]

The truth, it sneaks around
I avoid it at all costs
Sometimes it can't be found
Those days I think I'm lost

These  thoughts I can't escape
A truth that I can't take
One more turn around the floor
I cannot find a door

These  thoughts I can't escape
A truth that I can't take
One more turn around the floor
I cannot find a door


[instrumental]


I Cannot Find a Door (blues deeply too)

The Dance is It
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

It's my routine
I find the time
I take a chance
Do you want to dance?

You should try these steps
You could be like me
You never know
It may set you free

Do what I do
We can glide away
We can spin and fly
What do you say?

Let your body move
And feel the sound
Take my hand
You'll come around

The dance is it, it's my whole world
Dance and sound, they free my soul
I lose control, and time goes by
Come with me, give it a try

[instrumental]

Follow my lead
Follow your mind
Close your eyes
You can do this blind

Just stand in place
You will start to sway
No need to think
Move this way

Let the dream kick in
Ignore the world
There is only sound
Let it take hold

The dance is it, it's my whole world
Dance and sound, they free my soul
I lose control, and time goes by
Come with me, give it a try

give it a try

give it a try

give it a try

[instrumental]

The Dance is It

To the Beach
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Seven stupid kids, riding on train
Riding in the rain, going to the beach
Travelling at night, doing it for fun
Planning to come back, on the empty run

Waiting by the track, laying on the grass
Soon the train would slow, coming round the turn
Wait for the right car, run and climb the sides
Flat down on the load, we would try to hide

Heading out of town, we could now relax
We could sit on top, there would be no stops
Riding all the way, next stop at the coast
The train would slow way down, 

coming into town

[instrumental]

We would walk down to the beach, about half a mile
We would joke and laugh, everyone would smile
It was way too cold, but we did not care
We would all get wet, all on just a dare

The train went back at noon, rode all afternoon
The cars were now all empty, we sat down on the floor
Just fooling around, Dave hung out the side
We came to a tunnel, then we heard the cry

The was nothing we could do, there was no way to stop
Two hours before the town, sitting facing down
We all sat and stared, we were so damn scared
Got back into town, 

raced and scrambled down

[instrumental]

We ran to the man, sitting at the office
We told him our sad story, he said not to worry
Dave was back at home, he had got a ride
He walked to the road, jumping off the side

Seven stupid kids, riding on train
Riding in the rain, going to the beach
Travelling at night, doing it for fun
Planning to come back, on the empty run

[instrumental]


To the Beach

To the Beach
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

Seven stupid kids, riding on a train
Riding in the rain, going to the beach
Travelling at night, doing it for fun
Planning to come back, on the empty run

Waiting by the track, laying on the grass
Soon the train would slow, coming round the turn
Waiting for the car, run and climb the sides
Flat down on the load, we would try to hide

Heading out of town, we could now relax
We could sit on top, there would be no stops
Riding all the way, next stop at the coast
The train would slow way down, 

coming into town

[instrumental]

We would walk down to the beach, about half a mile
We would joke and laugh, everyone would smile
It was way too cold, but we did not care
We would all get wet, all on just a dare

The train went back at noon, rode all afternoon
The cars were now all empty, we sat down on the floor
Just fooling around, Dave hung out the side
We came to a tunnel, then we heard the cry

There was nothing we could do, there was no way to stop
Two hours before the town, sitting facing down
We all sat and stared, we were so damn scared
Got back into town, 

raced and scrambled down

[instrumental]

We ran to the man, sitting at the office
We told him our sad story, he said not to worry
Dave was back at home, he had got a ride
He walked to the road, jumping off the side

Seven stupid kids, riding on train
Riding in the rain, going to the beach
Travelling at night, doing it for fun
Planning to come back, on the empty run

Seven stupid kids, 
Seven stupid kids, 
riding on train
Riding in the rain

[instrumental]


To the Beach (B side)

First There Are the Words
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

First there are the words, 
That is what I do
I tell a story that rings true
Anything to make you blue

Melody comes to fit the words
It fits the sounds that I just heard
They come together in my mind
Without words it's hard to find

The beat follows the rhyme
They appear at the same time
The beat ticks with every pause
Everything else is a lost cause

That is how I make a song
Not the same for everyone
Some may think I have it wrong
But it works, at least, for one

It's the music that I love
But the words give it some sense
Music fills the room
The notes have no pretense

There is not much more I do
I don't know the other stuff
I was never a musician
The words are, for me enough

[instrumental]

It's the music that I love
But the words give it some sense
Music fills the room
The notes have no pretense

But words are the best part
Words stick in your mind
Words is where it starts
And words will fill your heart

There is not much more I do
I don't know the other stuff
I was never a musician
The words are, for me enough


Words are the best part
Words will fill your heart

Words will fill your heart

Words will break your heart

[outro]

First There Are the Words

First There Are the Words (rock)
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

First there are the words, 
That is what I do
I tell a story that rings true
Anything to make you blue

Melody comes to fit the words
It fits the sounds that I just heard
They come together in my mind
Without words it's hard to find

The beat follows the rhyme
They appear at the same time
The beat ticks with every pause
Everything else is a lost cause

That is how I make a song
Not the same for everyone
Some may think I have it wrong
But it works, at least, for one

[guitar solo]

It's the music that I love
But the words give it some sense
Music fills the room
The notes have no pretense

But words are the best part
Words stick in your mind
Words is where it starts
And words will fill your heart

There is not much more I do
I don't know the other stuff
I was never a musician
The words are, for me enough

[guitar solo]

Words are the best part
Words will fill your heart

Words will fill your heart

Words will fill your heart

[outro]

First There Are the Words (rock)

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.

First There Are the Words

I and Ai

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