After the oil embargo of ’73 the American Auto industry
                was under attack
		And when the Japs introduced the economy car Detroit   
                came fighting back
		And though I should have been driving a brand new Cadillac
		My daddy sunk two G into a Levi Gremlin

 	        Spring break (gotta vacate) idle brings the devil out in me
		I’ll be lounging around my parent’s house watching
                quadraphonic color TV
		But when the sun goes down I’m gonna own this town
		‘cause daddy’s gonna give me them keys
		And we’ll cruise around DC in my Levi Gremlin

                If you’re on my side, I’ll take you for a ride
		Hop on in let’s cruise this town in style

       	       Just take a look at my Levi Gremlin
			Let’s take a ride in my Levi Gremlin
			She’s a ’72 painted denim blue 
                        but if you see her in the sun, 
			she’s got a purplish hue
			And there’s always a lot to do in my Levi Gremlin   
                       ---stretch it out…

 	Hot date? (no way!) and I didn’t have a friend in town
	But I needed a wingman so I needed to think man
	Hey! My little brothers hanging around
	Jeb’s fourteen and he ain’t seen the things he’s gonna see tonight
	It’s just me and my brother tonight in my Levi Gremlin

 		Is it Old Town or Georgetown? 
                Where’s the next bar gonna be
		I sort of recognize this view (its Pennsylvania Avenue!)
		I’m pullin’ over ‘cause I gotta pee
		If I can steer, there’s still more beer--This much I decree
		Hold on tight as we speed thru the night in my Levi Gremlin

 		        Just take a ride in my Levi Gremlin
			There’s lots of room in my Levi Gremlin
			She’s a ’73 built by AMC and their buyer protection plan
                        will cover me
			As I cruise around DC in my Levi Gremlin

 	       Well we drank our share and though the devil may care 
		I had to be home by dawn
		Another greenlight (red light!) I forgot my headlights
		Now I’m driving on somebody’s lawn
		Crank up the Foghat (on my 8-track) 
                so I won’t hear my neighbors trembling
		As I’m mowing down their hedges with my Levi Gremlin

 	       To my surprise, when I opened my eyes 
		I was right outside my own front door
		And as my vision cleared an image appeared, 
		looks like I’d woken up the Commodore
		I could see my dad was raging mad, 
                they heard his scream in Baltimore
		He said “Get your drunk ass off the lawn 
                 and park that Levi Gremlin!”

                Daddy’s mad at me but he won’t take my keys
		He’d have to pry them from my cold, dead hands

        		Let’s take a ride in my Levi Gremlin
			Let’s hit the town in my Levi Gremlin
			She’s a ’72 painted denim blue 
			but if you see her in the sun, she’s got a purplish hue
			And there’s always a lot to do in my

		        Levi Gremlin---Lets take a ride in my Levi Gremlin
			She’s a ’73 made by AMC, 
                        they back ‘em better ‘cause they build ‘em better
			Don’t burn your ass on the rivots in the seats 
                         of my Levi Gremlin

 		        She’s a ’74 with a hatchback 2-door, dashboard dice,
		  	shag carpet on the floor
			And the seats are made of jeans in my Levi Gremlin

 		        She’s a ’75 and you feel so alive when you cruise across
                        the countryside
			From sea to shining sea in my Levi Gremlin

               She’s an American Car—built in Detroit, Michigan—
                the rock city

Additional Musicians;  Robert "Cougin" Brannigan- Drums

Levi Gremlin Demo

I never wanted to be cruel or unkind
But a happy ending now’d be hard to find
I hope you’ll always be a good friend of mine
Caroline, Caroline
Maybe Caroline
Caroline

The toll time has taken seems to have undermined
A love so pure I know I’ll never find
You used to be my little concubine

I don’t regret what was said last night
It was wrong and you got uptight
I’ll just send off a letter to you
It’s too short but that’s all right
‘cause it’s getting hard to stay polite
When all you wanna do is fight
Not tonight Caroline

Additional Musicians:
David O'Brien- harmony vocals, keyboards
Scott Sartorius- Electric Bass Guitar
Robert LeBourdais-Drums

Popsloppy 2010

Caroline, Maybe

I'm rockin' like a wrecking ball tonight
Sometimes I feel like bashing in everything in sight

No teeter totters--no circus rides
I'm going headfirst down the slide

These times can make a madman out of a decent guy
Sometimes I feel like screaming out and I don't know why
I live a little reckless drink myself near death
Tomorrow after breakfast I'm gonna do it all again.

When I'm far away from you---slow traffic won't keep right, and there's no end in sight until Saturday night but by then I'm so uptight that I don't know what to do! 
So I dive right in--it's sink or swim!


Additional Musicians:  
David O'Brien- Harmony Vocals, Keyboards
Scott Sartorius- Bass
Joe Parsons- Drums

Down the Slide

My favorite holiday’s in the autumn of the year
I’ll be glad when it gets here—I’ll be so happy when it’s here
We’ll hit Rudy’s party where everybody will have a gas
We’ll all be wearing funny masks—everyone including me

Halloween comes just once a year and its almost here
Gotta meld into costume

Everyone feels a bit of comfort and release 
when their identity is sheathed, I guess I feel a bit more free
Its not a disguise so much as an opportunity 
to be with friends and trick or treat, while I’m exaggerating me

Halloween comes just once a year and it’s almost here
Gotta meld into costume  
Halloween.


Additional Musicians:  
David O'Brien- Harmony Vocals, Keyboards
Brandon Estrin- Vocals, Rythm Guitar
Scott Sartorius- Bass
Robert LeBourdais -Drums (at right in photo)

Halloween

Additional Musicians: 
              David O'Brien- Harmony Vocals, Keyboards (at right in photo)
               Brandon Estrin- Guitar (1st solo)
               Scott Sartorius- Bass(at left in photo)
               Kurt Snyder- Drums (2nd from right in photo)

Come On Over To My House

He's the pole position, posi-traction, fuel injection on reaction
Final say in any action we wanna have
He's the one-liner, wine her, dine her, 
find her, bind her, never mind her
Hold the line for someone finer
Everyone know his name is Otto!
Whose the man? Otto
whats the deal? He's our friend!
Whose the man?  Fuckin' Otto!

He's the one-eyed purple helmet
If you look hard you can tell that
Otto's here and doing swell and looking at you!
He's the very best party guest--cums abreast on request
Otto passes every test and in the upper right hand corner scrawls his name.
It's Otto
Who is the man?  Otto
What's the deal?  He's our friend.
Who is the man? Fuckin' Otto

Atta Boy Otto!
Atta Boy Otto!
Atta Boy Otto!
He's in!

How do you spell it guys?   O-T-T-O

Atta Boy Otto
Atta Boy Otto
Atta Boy Otto

Yes, ladies and gentlemen
This song is about my special friend!
Why don't you come over to the house and see him sometime?

Additional Musicians:  
Bob Regan- Bass (left in photo w fretless Rick)
Robert LeBourdais- Drums, Triangle

The Wolves

Atta Boy, Otto!

Be The Ball

Late last summer I had some things go down
and I had to head back to my old hometown
where my high school friends went away to disappear
but it was 700 miles and it'd been 32 years
Well I walked into a sea of smiling faces
with backslaps and bro-hugs and long embraces
My best and oldest friends were in the room that night
but something didn't sit right
And I froze ‘cause I knew that my life had been misspent
I had hope in my youth, wonder where it went?
I should have been a bank president
A bank president president, rolling in the money and the love and respect that’s accorded a bank president

Well Greenie runs a hedge fund in the private sector
and Eddo is the chairman of the board of directors
They've got all-star kids in Ivy League schools
All summer they dance on their ocean-front pools
What I didn't know hadn't dawned on me yet
but I'd grown up with the silver spoon set
where their dads set the table and if they play their cards right
there'll be nothing but blue skies
And I froze 'cause I knew that their lives had been misspent
They had hope in their youth, I wonder where it went?
They all became bank presidents
Bank presidents
Rolling in the money and the love and respect that's accorded a bank president

And we're not who we want to be
and we're not where we need to be
and we're not what we hope to become
So with God as my witness, I'm going to make it my business
to see that something is done

I finally figured out it's not brains or ambition
They don't have to win the race, they just hold their position.
And I froze 'cause I knew that our lives have been misspent
We had hope in our youth but it's all been spent
We all became bank presidents
Raking in the money with no other intent except to remain a bank president
Just like dad was a bank president
and his dad was a bank president
All my friends became bank presidents
and their sons will be bank presidents

We can't all be bank presidents
Retire!

Additional Musicians:  
Scott Sartorius- Bass
 Robert LeBourdais- Drums

2019 Demos

Bank Presidents Demo Version

Late some Thursday night--when the stars are right
Here’s what I want you to do.
Book yourself an early flight--don’t you be afraid to try it
Please come to D.C. on a Friday afternoon.

We could see the sights about--or maybe just lie around
There’s so much that we could do
I promise you we’ll have some fun--I won’t tell anyone
if you come to D.C. on a Friday afternoon.

Don’t grow old with your love sittin’ on the shelf
It’s right here but it won’t happen by itself
We both wanna be together--we ain’t gonna live forever
Please come to D.C. on a Friday afternoon.

We can’t let our whole lives pass us by
Without revisiting the love we felt that night
I ain’t gonna live forever--so if you wanna be together
Please come to D.C. on a Friday afternoon. 
Kiss me in D.C. on a Friday afternoon.


Additional musicians:  
Robert "Cougin" Brannigan- Drums

D.C. on a Friday Afternoon Demo Version

Madison came from far away
Rolled into town on a sleepy Sunday
but Madison's just like the interstate in that he's all backed up
He drove all the way from Carolina
Got here just in the nick of time
Because someone had to stop that pizza guy from hacking more kids up
He didn't want to be a horrible guy
it was a hero move he had to try
But he knows now he shouldn't have come
and he shouldn't have gone down to the Comet Ping Pong

Madison's a loving family man
He goes to work and church.  He does the best that he can.
That's why it's so hard to understand how he got so mixed up
From Reddit to the cat lady's Facebook lie
Right wing disinformation amplified
Just look what this can do to a simple guy who gets all jacked up
He didn’t plan to work up such a fuss
There was a pedo ring he had to bust
But he knows now he shouldn’t have come
‘cause he doesn’t belong down at the Comet Ping Pong

Something’s wrong down at the Comet Ping Pong

But he would never hurt anyone
It's so sad what he let himself become
When you don't know who to believe you'll believe anyone
Down at the Comet Ping Pong

Additional Musicians:
Robert "Cougin" Brannigan- Drums

Comet Ping Pong Demo Version

All of our lives and most of the time
We wish we could feel more connected
Everyone tries but everyone lies
We spend our lives so misdirected
All of our lives we try to find the things that truly make us happy 
but when we fail
We survive somehow, Like birds in a cage, or rats in a maze
Rarely reminded of the love we seldom find within our hearts

All of my life I've wasted my time sitting watching television
All street talk and smiles but all of the while
I rarely made the risky decisions
I won't be the man my mom envisioned
All of our lives we try to figure out if anything is important
After all, too much time's gone by and how have we grown?
and what have we shown the future generation?
Sorrow, pain and desperation in this world

All of our lives we spend alone inside agreeing with ourselves
but in the corners of our mind we can shine

Additional Musicians:  
David O'Brien- Harmony Vocals, Piano(2nd from left in photo)
Brandon Estrin- Guitar (wearing sunglasses in photo)
Scott Sartorius- Bass (at left in photo)
Robert LeBourdais- Drums

All of Our Lives

Any beer now gonna make my plans, gonna take a stand, gonna be a man
Any beer now gonna feel the power, gonna sieze the hour, gonna take a shower
But tonight I’ll give my all for ya
Tonight I’m standing tall for ya
Tonight I’ll do my homework tonight and it will be all right 

Any beer now gonna fix my car, gonna golf on par, gonna be a star
Any beer now gonna pay my loan, pull a sword from stone, gonna beat my bone 
But tonight I’ll knock ‘em down for ya
Tonight I’ll buy a round for ya
Tonight We’re pounding rocksteady tonight
Tonight we’re bravin’ stormy weather
Tonight we’ll hit the town together
Tonight We’re rocking popsloppy tonight, All right

So I look okay, and I feel okay just like Marlon Brando

Any beer now start to kiss the night, start to feel allright , gonna pick a fight
Any beer now gonna rock and roll, gonna do the stroll, gonna lose control
But tonight we’ll knock ‘em down together
Tonight We’ll pound the brown together
Tonight We’re rockin’ popsloppy tonight
Tonight we’ll drink ‘til dawn together
Tonight We’ll sing this song forever
Tonight We’ll rock the whole world tonight

I’ll put down my guitar and I’ll see you at the bar

Additional Musicians:
David O'Brien- Harmony Vocals, Piano (far left in photo)
Brandon Estrin- Rhythm Guitar, Backing Vocals (2nd from left in photo)
Scott Sartorius- Bass, Backing Vocals
Kurt Snyder- Drums, Backing Vocals (far right in photo)
John Hord- Backing Vocals

Any Beer Now

We all have a girl that we just can't forget
I left mine at home to tour the world instead
and I 've had to live with that huge regret
But that's all behind me now
'cause she came back somehow
If my old friends could see me now
They'd see that live begins again at fifty four

Everyone says that you can't go back
But if I never left, I'm not really going back
then he drops dead from a heart attack
and she comes back to me
It's like I've won the lottery
I feel like I'm twenty three
and life begins again at fifty four

At fifty four you feel like you've washed ashore
You've taken all those hits and can't take no more
But you never know what God has in store
So believe me when I say that good things come to those who wait
and the future is a great big place

All along I hoped my time would come
but as the years ticked off, I thought I was probably done
then one day my phone pings
and her she comes!

She came back to me 
It's how life oughta be
I feel like I'm twenty three 
when she's lying next to me
and life begins again
Life begins once more at fifty four



Additional musicians;  MIDI drums

Demos 2020

Fifty Four - Demo Version

When you drive up River Road---In those billion dollar homes 
		you’ll find Third World Dictators
Behind those huge iron gates--you’ll find decrepit heads of state
		including Third World Dictators
They buy these giant houses in our neighborhood serene
We’re the land of the free, home of the green
We live with Third World Dictators--We live with Third World Dictators      

It’s just a palace to flop when the wife’s in town to shop
		Her man’s a Third World Dictator
Their kids go to our schools where they follow most of the rules
		Their dad’s a Third World Dictator
In this richest, whitest suburb everybody knows the score
Potomac, Maryland—20854
The land of Third World Dictators---We live with Third World Dictators

It’s United Nations Week—when they come over to meet
		with other Third World Dictators
‘Cause there’s money to be laundered 
from the riches that they’ve plundered
		‘Cause they’re Third World Dictators
The marketers, the P.R. firms and bankers gather ‘round
Like pigs eating bacon when dictators come to town
They love their Third World Dictators---We live with Third World Dictators

		Who let them in?
		Why are they here and how soon can they be gone?
		Why let them stay?.................................

		Let’s kick “em out!
		We’ll all feel better ‘cause we’ve all had enough
		But first let’s impound and --- sieze all their stuff

And when the time comes and they need a place to run
		Like all third World Dictators
What better place to flee than to Washington, D.C
		Like other Third World Dictators
Here in America—you’d think there’d be a law
A moral code—we don’t wanna build a wall 
to keep out Third World Dictators---
In my country every acre’s sacred ground
If Hitler moved to D.C. would we let him buy a house?

We live with Third World Dictators---We live with Third World Dictators
We live with Third World Dictators---We live with Third World Dictators!

additional musicians: MIDI drums, MIDI horns

Sean Rozsics

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