Welcome to my cave
Do you like the paintings on my walls
Projecting every day
Sending out my bat signal calls
Something in me changed
Came in walking now I crawl
Situation's grave
Like a nation about to fall

We scream…in whispers
And grasp…at rumors
We pose…for pictures
We fake

Can't stop I'm going viral
I'm in a downward spiral
And you won't bat an eye-roll
 Can't stop I'm going viral

Spreading day by day
And galloping through the night
It's gonna make its way
Moving at the speed of spite
A soul too lost to save
Cowering in the light
A price too high to pay
A war too hot to fight

We dance…with embers
We search…in shadows
We hold…to dogmas
We break

Can't stop I'm going viral
I'm in a downward spiral
And you won't bat an eye-roll 
Can't stop I'm going viral
Can't stop I'm going viral
Dysfunction running wild
We bought before we trialed
Can't stop we're going viral

Through a looking glass
A barrage of LEDs
You can join the mass
You can catch a strange disease
Who's to say the past
Is what makes your history
Who's to say the facts
Aren't the sum of your beliefs

We dance…with embers
We search…in shadows
We hold…to dogmas
We break

Can't stop I'm going viral
I'm in a downward spiral
And you won't bat an eye-roll 
Can't stop I'm going viral
Can't stop we're going viral
Dysfunction running wild
It's social suicidal
Can't stop we're going viral
We're out to kill our idols
Call up the rank and vile

We scream…in whispers
And grasp…at rumors
We pose…for pictures
We dance…with embers
We search…in shadows
We hold…to dogmas
We love…
We love…

Going Viral

A winning legal cause
She's spinning steel from straw
Now I know my case
As a subject of the State of Grace
Will someone take apart her case
Expose the flaws?
Challenge what the jury saw
Isn't there a natural law?

She deals in rules arcane
Appeals are made in vain
Now I know my rights
Go deeper than her appetites
Do you sense the plight
Of my campaign
I'm only out to clear my name
Don't want to file a counterclaim

Stone walls, an empty bed
Night falls and wakes the living dead
Mean scrawls on letterhead
And she calls
Too late he's fled

Conviction at what cost?
The fictions that we've lost
The prosecution rests
Defendant's just about confessed
And both are left dispossessed
The coup de grace
Has turned into a coup d'etat
And isn't there a natural law?
And isn't there a natural law?

(Isn't There a) Natural Law

I'm in love with Emily Bronte and 
you'll never see me without a tie 
Grover Cleveland was my favorite president 
I like to eat mutton pie 
Remember the Maine, remember the Alamo 
Forget about the Vietnam War 
Otto von Bismarck had a lovely funeral 
and he never said "Ich bin ein Berliner..." 

I would prefer to wear a suit of grey 
I wish I'd never heard of gamma rays 
I'll trade Picasso for Monet 
'cuz I'm a Nineteenth-Century Man 

Where have you gone, William H. Harrison 
and Byron and Shelley and Twain? 
I was born 200 years too late 
Now I'm stranded down in memory lane 
Go ahead and roll over Beethoven 
Don't want to start a Rock n' Roll band 
Jerry Lee Lewis never played the Harmonium 
Doesn't anybody understand? 

I want to be like Abner Doubleday 
I've never lost a game of lawn croquet 
Don't want to see the instant replay 
'cuz I'm a Nineteenth-Century Man 

Took my girl on a date and I had to tell her 
She wasn't going with an overpaid software seller 
But Billy Gates got nothin' on Rockefeller 
She said that's quite alright 
She spent her days as a telegraph operator 
She wasn't much of a cyberspace navigator 
The human race don't need a bigger calculator 
So I held her tight 
We danced all through the night 

I want to be like Abner Doubleday 
I've never lost a game of lawn croquet 
Don't want to see the instant replay 
I'm a Nineteenth-Century Man

Music and Lyrics © John Leibovitz and Ryan Godfrey
Performed by The Gary Coleman Orchestra

Nineteenth Century Man

Oh what tangled webs we weave
When first we practice to believe in contradictions
How quickly fortune turns to grief
When a longing to achieve becomes addiction
The weary prophets take their leave
They know they can’t perceive the truth in modern fiction
But genius can be so naive
And every year on New Year’s Eve they’re back to their predictions

Giants walking on their knees
Though by small degrees they rise to the occasion
They’ve got to earn their Ph.D’s
Even Archimedes wasn’t born with the equations
Minor chords in major keys
The songs in season have their roots in resignation
As we scrap our Christmas trees
We'll gather ‘round on New Year’s eve to drown in our libations.

Tarzan’s come down from the trees
He couldn’t hardly breathe with all that air pollution
And Popeye’s taken to the seas
He packed his water skis and sailed to the Aleutians.
We’re all retired refugees
A rebel band that failed to flee the revolution
So as we break our guarantees
You can rest assured on New Year’s Eve we’ll make new resolutions

What a silly sport to play
On the face of a disposable space station
The game clock ticks away
To the count of an elliptical relation
And though we sometimes drift astray
We make our way to an agreed-upon location
And at the start of New Year’s Day
We’ll leave the sway of New Year’s Eve and join the celebration

Music and Lyrics by John Leibovitz
Performed by the Gary Coleman Orchestra

New Year's Eve

Long John Silver's

Gray Lady

Chieftain

Featuring DJ Carl Sagan
With special guest vocalist, Audge

Don’t believe your eyes
It’s just the evening sky on fire
When the Phoenix takes to flight
Another bird has left the wire
Don’t you act surprised
It’s just the truth in new attire
A logician's daily plight
To find the meaning in desire

We search for paradise but
The future don’t look so nice
These moments are paralyzing 
Don’t ask me why
I’ve got my helmet on just
in case it all goes wrong
Life passing like an autobahn 
Before my eyes

Look up in in the sky
You can see a comet passing by 
And through Galileo’s eyes
Decode  a message from the night 
Don’t you act surprised
It’s an emotion amplified
It’ a feeling you can’t hide
Moving across the great divide

We search for paradise but
The future don’t look so nice
These moments are paralyzing 
Don’t ask me why
I’ve got my helmet on just
in case everything goes wrong
Life passing like an autobahn 
Before my eyes

Don’t believe your eyes
It’s just the evening sky on fire
When logic is defied
By the genius of the night
Don’t you act surprised
It’s an emotion amplified
It’ a feeling you can’t hide
Moving across the great divide

Starry Messengers

Tearing down the temple walls
Bracing for the occupiers
Pulling close as darkness falls
Around a funeral pyre

Reading from the sacred scrolls
ancient words that don’t inspire
Once you heed the marshal call
It’s time to quit the choir

Old Jerusalem is gone
The guards have cut and run
Heretics now reign
The faith has come undone
So we’ll sing a tired refrain
To the cadence of a gun

A longing for the days of old  
A fetid stew of honor spoiled
A ministry beset with mold
A fever rising to a boil

For whence the populace is polled
When all it craves is blood and soil?
Vengeance takes a bitter toll
Carried through this mortal coil

Old Jerusalem is gone
The guards have cut and run
Ignorance now reigns
The faith has come undone
All alone in this campaign
War has just begun

There’s a rift in the lining of our souls
The fabric is unwinding truth be told
Why do we need reminding of the holes that we leave unrepaired? 
Pretending theres no darkness lurking there

Far beyond the holy hills
And high above the Temple Mount
Mercy tests the strongest wills
But in the end we will account

‘cause Freedom drains and freedom fills
Freedom dreams and freedom doubts
Freedom vexes and freedom shills
Freedom sighs and freedom shouts

Old Jerusalem is gone
The guards have cut and run 
Avarice now reigns
The faith has come undone
Now there’s ground to be reclaimed
In a fortress overrun

Old Jerusalem is gone
The guards have cut and run 
The time has come for change
Let’s join again as one
We’ll cast aside these old chains
And greet the rising sun

Jerusalem II

They called me the king of cars
(I never liked that avatar)
So I said my earthly sayonaras 
Held on as the engines started
And pretty soon was heading skyward
On a tube of steel and fire
 
Swaddled in my tin cocoon
Lazing on a solar afternoon
Waving as we pass the moon
You can hear the engines croon
Like a version of that Bowie tune 
From a cosmic amplifier

So spare me from your doubts and from your fears
I’ve bet against the odds for years and years
Momma always told us
We should aim for the stars
Soon, I’ll be the Emperor of Mars

Months gone by, the time’s at hand
Touching down in a sea of sand
Now I’ve reached the promised land
A modern space age journeyman
Who somehow accidentally planned
A permanent vacation

Are you, my crewmates faring well?
Or are you in a frozen hell?
As far as I can tell
You’re all key personnel
The very first somatic cells
Of a planetary nation

Spare me from your doubts and from your fears
I bet against those odds for years and years
Momma always told us
We should aim for the stars
And now, I am the Emperor of Mars

Who’s gonna stop me?
Who’s gonna block me?
Who’s gonna knock me off my perch?
Refuse to buy my merch
Sic Itur Ad Astra, Johnny Birch

The future’s starting to get old
Too much dust and too much cold
And if the truth be told 
I’m not completely sold
That my lifelong goal
Was the means to my redemption

From earth this pale and reddish dot
Is just a distant afterthought
So I’ve cast my final lot
With other lonely astronauts
Do you think I overshot
The arc of my ascension?

Spare me from your doubts and from your fears
You know I beat those odds for years and years
Momma always told us
We should reach for the stars
For now I am the Emperor of Mars
Momma always told me
This is the way to the stars
Before I was the Emperor of Mars

The Emperor of Mars

Oh what tangled webs we weave
When first we practice to believe in contradictions
How quickly fortune turns to grief
When a longing to achieve becomes addiction
The weary prophets take their leave
They know they can’t perceive the truth in modern fiction
But genius can be so naive
And every year on New Year’s Eve they’re back to their predictions

Giants walking on their knees
Though by small degrees they rise to the occasion
They’ve got to earn their Ph.D’s
Even Archimedes wasn’t born with the equations
Minor chords in major keys
The songs in season have their roots in resignation
As this year fades to memory
We'll gather ‘round on New Year’s eve to drown in our libations.

Tarzan’s come down from the trees
He couldn’t hardly breathe with all that air pollution
And Popeye’s taken to the seas
He packed his water skis and sailed to the Aleutians.
We’re all retired refugees
A rebel band that failed to flee the revolution
So as we break our guarantees
You can rest assured on New Year’s Eve we’ll make new resolutions
Rest assured on New Year’s Eve we’ll make new resolutions

What a silly sport to play
On the face of a disposable space station
The game clock ticks away
To the count of an elliptical relation
And though we sometimes drift astray
We make our way to an agreed upon location
And at the start of New Year’s Day
We’ll leave the sway of New Year’s Eve and join the celebration
Leave the sway of New Year’s Eve and join the celebration

Words & music by John Leibovitz
Originally recorded by the Gary Coleman Orchestra

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