Common Man - Three

You and Me (resigned)
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Why is it like this, when it could be like that
Is it just you and me, or are we all just as bad

We go to the market
Then we go to the store
We can't get enough
We want to buy so much more
For you and me

We get a new car
And we buy a new house
We ride on the train
so we can sit at the bar
Not you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

Is it always a game, for you and me
Is it ever the place, that we wanted to see
Is it ever the way, that we wanted to be
Are we ever ashamed, us, you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

We should have been home
But we left them alone
They are out on their own
They won't answer the phone
From you and me

We start drinking at 10
Under the table by 3
We spend our days in a haze
We dream of better days
Same you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

You And Me (resigned)

A Knife or a Kiss
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

He is walking fast your way
and you can guess what's on his mind
There is nothing you can do
You can not put him behind

It's a walk with bad intent
He wants you to pay up
He is here for the rent
and he won't take half a cup

You are paying for past crimes
and you're paying for new thrills
They have taken every dime
and you still can't pay the bill

So you offer up your body
though it doesn't look too good
You offer up your service
and what he wants is understood

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

A Knife Or A Kiss

Waiting for the End
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

My wife's out in the yard
and the kids up in their rooms
but then, I am only guessing
have not seen anyone since noon

I think everyone is here
We are all just staying home
We know the end is coming near
No one wants to be alone

They will show it on TV
We will sit around and watch
They said it would be after three
Next show after the match

I picked a good spot on the couch
and the time is getting close
No one else is showing up
Don't want to be here all alone

I go up to get my son
He says he's busy with a game
I remind him 'bout the end
He says he's not to blame

I call out to my daughter
Then I go check in her room
She left a note beside her bed
It says she has gone off to the moon

My wife has disappeared
She left, her car is gone
No idea where she went
I guess I'm on my own

A bowl of chips and one more beer
I am the only one that's here
The end came, but no one cared
There was no reason to be scared

We've all seen the end before
We hear about it every day
We've all gotten accustomed
We don't have a part to play

[instrumental]

We will roast or we will freeze
Die from earthquake or disease
Some people want us terrified
They want us all down on our knees

Others want us to ignore it
Show up at work another day
They're not planning to be here
They have a cave where they will stay

I'm just happy for the beer
But I need a few more chips
I wish my wife would come make dinner
The kids can stay away

[pause]

Again this time tomorrow
I will give it one more try
I just want it to be over
I think I wanna die


[instrumental]

Again this time tomorrow
I will give it one more try
I just want it to be over
I think I wanna die

[outro]


Waiting for the End (grunge 2)

Farm Worker
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

I am a worker on your farm

And I am working in the rain
I'm trying to save the crop
It may all go down the drain

I have a wife so far away
Not seen her since last fall
I send her all I can
But she can't pay for a call

I so want to go back home
I'm so tired of being alone
But there's never enough money
And always too much work

I would pay for her to come
But the trip is way too hard
It is long and full of fear
There's now word the feds are near

[instrumental]

I may be safe if I stay here
Way out in a small farm
But you never know
And I can't afford to go

But you never know
And I can't afford to go

And I can't afford to go


[instrumental]

[outro]

Farm Worker

The Land of the Few
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

Jerry went to school
But he wanted so much more
He was thinking about congress
And how one day he might rule

He knew he loved his country
But he had to pay the rent
He would go to the house
and his people represent

[instrumental]

He found it was not easy
Not everyone agreed
They wanted different things
He could do just two or three

He thought he'd join a party
They would help him get elected
They said support our platform
And you will be selected

So he went back to his people
And sold the party line
He soon would be elected
It all happened in good time

Who cares what you think
Who cares what you want
Just pick the choice I offered
And I will do all I can

[chorus]
This is what they call democracy
A game rigged for just a few
Don't you ever believe 
They're doing it for you

[instrumental]

So he went back to his people
And sold the party line
If you let me do this now
I will take care of you somehow

There was no longer any Jerry
He was part of the machine
His wife would soon leave him
He was nothing like he'd been

Don't tell me what you think
Don't tell me what you want
This is what you're gonna get
Just sign the dotted line

[chorus]
This is what they call democracy
A game rigged for just a few
Don't you ever believe 
They're doing it for you

[instrumental]

This is what they call democracy
A game rigged for just a few
Don't you ever believe 
They're doing it for you

They're doing it for you

It will be best for you

There is nothing they can do

It will be best for you


[outro]

The Land of the Few

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.

The Land of the Few

I and Ai