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)

Boom Boom Boom
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

Donny's in the green room
He's been waiting to come on
He's been waiting there for ages
One by one we turned the pages

He had his act prepared
He was practicing his songs
He knew what he would say
And we know he does no wrong

[bridge]

The audience was warmed up
They were giving him a chance
They were getting real worked up
When he dropped and did his dance

[chorus]
The drums went boom boom boom
In came orange baboon
The guitars screeched out loud
He is goin to make you proud

[instrumental]

He held a flagpole in his arms
And waltzed across the floor
He was headed for the Whitehouse
and walked straight up to the door

He had said what he would do
He cared little about you
But you said "Oh, never mind!"
And he got you from behind

[bridge]

He is that kind of guy
He doesn't mind a little lie
No one said that he was shy
All you chickens gonna fry

[chorus]
The drums went boom boom boom
In came orange baboon
The guitars screeched out loud
He is goin to make you proud

[instrumental]

He pranced around and prattled
All the more to get you rattled
He does not know what he is saying
All the time you best be prayin'

He likes you nice and white
You will sleep better at night
He is giving all the orders
He is closing up the borders

[bridge]

He is taking you to war
He will kill them by the score
He will destroy the planet
But it won't be him who done it

[chorus]
The drums went boom boom boom
In came orange baboon
The guitars screeched out loud
He is goin to make you proud

[instrumental]

[chorus]
The drums went boom boom boom
In came orange baboon
The guitars screeched out loud
He is goin to make you proud

The drums went boom boom boom
The drums went boom boom boom

He will never say Good Bye

He will never say Good Bye

The drums went boom 

[outro]

Donny Is In the Green Room

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

[intro]

What can I do today, when everything is going away
Should I prepare for the end, or do I think that I might stay
Should I ignore and pretend, or see what I can mend
I don't know and I don't know, but one by one we have to go

Should I get ready for the heat, or is it cold I have to beat
Is it gonna be real dry, is that the way I'm gonna die
Or maybe much too wet, is it gonna drown my pet
I don't know and I don't know, but it ain't happened yet

[instrumental]

I am trying to save some money, they say to keep some honey
And what about the meat, what am I going to eat
Will I be a vegetarian, I would rather die today
I don't know and I don't know, I may not wanna stay

I do not want to panic, am I riding the Titanic
Are there any boats to take, or should I start to plan my wake
Sometimes I want to cry, other times I think it's funny
I don't know and I don't know, what to do about my granny

[instrumental]

I don't know and I don't know
Is it time for me to go

I don't know and I don't know
Is it time for me to go

Is it time for me to go

[outro]

I Don't Know and

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

[intro]

What can I do today, when everything is going away
Should I prepare for the end, or do I think that I might stay
Is it time for "hope and pray", and let it go another day
I don't know and I don't know, 
but one by one we have to go

Should I get ready for the heat, or is it cold I have to beat
Is it gonna be real dry, is that the way I'm gonna die
Or maybe much too wet, is it gonna drown my pet
I don't know and I don't know, 
but it ain't happened yet

[instrumental]

I am trying to save some money, they say to keep some honey
And what about the meat, what am I going to eat
Will I be a vegetarian, I would rather die today
I don't know and I don't know, 
I may not wanna stay

I do not want to panic, am I riding the Titanic
Are there any boats to take, 
or should I start to plan my wake

Sometimes I want to cry, other times I think it's funny
I don't know and I don't know, 
what to do about my granny

[instrumental]

I don't know and I don't know, 
but one by one we have to go

I don't know and I don't know
Is it time for me to go

I don't know and I don't know
Is it time for me to go

Is it time for me to go

[outro]


I Don't Know and (kinks)

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

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.

On Reading

I and Ai

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