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JUNE 2022 Listen Local Show

BBQ Sauce

BBQ Sauce  Instrumental Acoustic

An early victim of medical tyranny.

Lyrics:

The Ballad of Typhoid Mary

There was a banker with his bag of 
tricks  	
“I’ll bring the family way out in the sticks
Nothing is too big, nothing I can’t fix”
In this wonderful summer of nineteen aught-six!

They packed their bags one fine day
Even though the sky was gray
There were no warnings, no time to pray
Ominous clouds, all over Oyster Bay!

 They sat down for dinner, all in the mix,
no one knew why they were picked
Half of ‘em soon were Typhoid sick
Hit ‘em hard like a ton of bricks

Landlord said “what’s this I hear?
I’ll hire a sanitation engineer"
His name is Soper and he soon appeared
No more worries, “I’ll allay all your fears”

Now they’ve asked me, are you sure?
What a question, straight from a whore
There are germs, you can’t ignore
All certified by Dr. Louie Pasteur

The one that’s affected, she’ll never repent
Soper was sure, said I’m heaven sent
These are the rules, they can never be bent
If you’re contagious, that’s no accident! 

Chorus: No need at all to get a gun
I figured it out who’s ruined the fun
It’s the cook now on the run
Typhoid Mary she’s the one

Typhoid Mary I don’t care if you’re blue
Watch out now I’m coming after you
Too many sins you have accrued
Now back employed on Park Avenue! 

No champagne for Mary
no one pulled the cork
when Soper tracked her down
she wouldn’t balk
He ran like hell, there was no talk
After Mary pulled out her trusty carving fork!

Soper finally caught her--the public they did cheer
Newspapers added to the jeers
Mary wouldn’t show it—any of her tears
Locked up on Brother’s Island, for three damn lonely years

Chorus: No need at all to get a gun
I figured it out who’s ruined the fun
It’s the cook now on the run
Typhoid Mary she’s the one

Bridge: Come and see the peep show gallery
Bring the kids and please don’t tarry
If thrills are what you seek
Perhaps you’ll get a peek 
Of all the germs that Mary carries!

Instrumental

Mary cried aloud, I’ve been surely
cursed
My heart is fast a-sinkin, just about to burst
We’ll find you a lawyer, can’t get any worse
Courtesy of Mr. William Randolph Hearst

Health Commissioner said: “now you’re off the hook
We’ll let you out, but you must play by the book"
No money in a laundry, back hidden as a cook
“We found you out, you’re just a common crook.”

No longer could she fight, Mary was so weary
The people said, “we are just too leery”
We’ll lock you up, now how is that my dearie?
For the rest of your life, based all on our germ theory

The people turned against her, they didn’t give a lick
You see what she has done to us? Made us all damn sick
Now they’ve really done it, made the charges stick
A curse upon the Irish, just another Mick!

Mary’s cold accusers, they remained aloof
They said she was contagious, without any real proof
Could have been the diet, maybe tainted food
No one left with questions, looking for the truth

A healthy woman, but she was hexed
And maybe soon you’ll be perplexed
When they come for you, as you fit their specs
(Another) Typhoid Mary, maybe you’ll be next!

The Ballad Of Typhoid Mary

It’s Just a Mask

(Male vocalist) It’s just a mask
No unusual task
What’s  the big deal?
So then why do you ask?

It’s just a small price
No roll of the dice
It’s not what you’d call
A big sacrifice

(Female Vocalist) The world is aflame
You set it on fire
I know you’re the seller
And we are the buyers
You say things are bad
Really quite dire
Misinformation?
Maybe you are the liar

(Male vocalist) It’s just six feet
So don’t be discrete
We’ll turn you in
If you start to cheat

It’s just forever
A noble endeavor
They’ll be no questions
If you start to get clever

(Female vocalist) All of your plans  for self isolation
You keep us down on your plantation
A cancer has spread, all ‘cross the nation
Is this what you call, a grand education?

Bridge: (Male vocalist) Why don’t you listen?
The world starts to glisten
By staying inside—you’re  bold!

(Feale vocalist) Why do you hide
Acting so snide?
Just doing what you’ve been told

(Male vocalist) It’s not a game
We’re seeking no fame
Using our common sense

(Female vocalist) A stab in the heart
Keeping people apart 
Time now to tear down your fence

Instrumental

Repeat Bridge

(Male vocalist) It’s just your rage
So just turn the page
Why so upset
By an empty stage?

It’s just isolation
An extended vacation
No matter how long 
It takes for the duration

(Female vocalist) We’ll open up—the parks and the beaches
Just let us breathe—all of God’s creatures
Do not forget for we are the teachers
Let freedom ring no matter how far it reaches

(Male vocalist) It’s just a mask
No unusual task

(Female vocalist) Yes it’s a big deal
And that’s why we should ask

It's Just a Mask

Lyrics and vocals: Nida
https://www.fiverr.com/hana_music
http://www.hanasings.com/

Instrumentals: thy Alien
https://www.fiverr.com/thyalien

Mixed and mastered: ER Mixing
https://www.fiverr.com/erafoos

Lyrics:
Blue skies turn to grey
your eyes fade away.
cold breeze on my skin,
a fire from within. 
that night that I told you, goodbye.

Liquor, love, lust yeah I just cant get enough
You’re my drug when I need you the most.
Hooked on you even though you make me blue,
getting lost in those marigold eyes.

Falling in my sleep,
you catch me as I leap,
we move to rhythm of our love.
To fast we got tired,
too slow we got wired,
Babe we payed the price for our love.

Liquor, love, lust yeah I just cant get enough
You’re my drug when I need you the most.
Hooked on you even though you make me blue,
getting lost in those marigold eyes.

Grey skies turn to blue,
your eyes clear as day. 
Warm breeze on my skin,
a fire from within.
That night that I started my life.

Liquor, love, lust yeah I just cant get enough
You’re my drug when I need you the most.
Hooked on you even though you make me blue,
getting lost in those marigold eyes.

Marigold Eyes

Hi, I am Michael(Mic)Hudon.   

I am currently looking to co-write with a signed songwriter. 
    
I am a member in good standing of BMI. ASCAP. SGA & NSAI.   My music has been approved and monetized on Soundcloud and distributed on SoundCloud for Artists.

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