Альбом Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers

Hello love, hello fear
Hello loneliness, join us all here
Hello funeral and ice-cold beer
Hello new day!

Hello baby teeth, hello grey hair
We try to grow grass now there's weeds everywhere
Hello whale, hello bum, hello just and unfair
Hello new day!

Well I feel lucky, I feel cool
What can I say?
Every time I give away a dollar or two
I find three more on the way
Now for better or worse, the whole Universe
Is singing along with every song I play
Hello new day!

Hello raindrop, hello sea
Hello jungle, leaf on the tree
I thought I was a bigger man, now look at me!
Hello new day!

Hello revolution, hello Che
Hello execution, hello CIA
Hello solution, it's our turn to play
Hello new day!

Hello friends, hello foes
Wounded Knees, Super Bowls
Hello highs, hello lows
Custers and Geronimos!

Hello blessing, hello curse
Hello cradle, hello hearse
Could there be any stranger Universe?
Hello new day!

Did I slip… did I trip?
Did I somehow fall and lose my grip?
Can it truly be our song is lost at sea?
Marooned…?
Weren't we?
There were guitars and stars and you and me…
Was our melody misplaced?
Or was our memory erased? (I recall…)

In the glowing rumor of a moon
Our melodies made mermaids swoon
And we, by chance, glanced Neptune sway
Till he stole it all away
To the bottom of the bay

There was you, there was me
Happily cast away by some mutiny
We rum'd and strummed and drummed up our own treasure
And every note he heard…did Poseidon pilfer every word?!
We have lost the key; can find no rest, no rhythm, rhyme nor measure…(I recall…)

Did I slip…did I trip?
Did I somehow fall and lose my grip?
"To bring back the song to light of day…
To strum to sing, to hum, to play…
To hear the call," the Sirens scream,
"Plunge back into the briny dream!"

Where in the glowing rumor of the moon
Our melodies made mermaids swoon
And we by chance glanced Neptune sway

In the glowing rumor of the moon
Our melodies made mermaids swoon
And we by chance glanced Neptune sway
Till they stole it all away to the bottom of the bay

All our might can't change it at all
Speed of light is slowing down to a crawl
And now we find that we'll take flight only when we fall
Maybe we should fall in Love

The verse and the chorus
The birds and the bees
May smite or ignore us despite our pleas
What is this terrible thing brings us towering to our knees?
Maybe we should fall in Love

No you
No me
Baby only we
Melt like sugar
Into black coffee
Our race is run
Our chase is done
No longer may we flee
Maybe we should fall in Love

So it's official now
There's nothing we can do
Now you're a part of me and I'm a part of you
And we can see how one and one makes more than two
Maybe we should fall in Love

Anything you want, that you don't need
La cocaina, las armas, or the weed
Como Villa, como Zapata, como Guevara, como yo
I am Capitan of my own ship!
Soy un pangero!

I provide a little seen, little known, ma & pa, homegrown service to society
I got your spice at a very fine price, now…
Choose your variety

No radar, no runnin' lights, no radio
The torches blinking on the shore tell when to come and where to go
And I don't believe in the satellite, computer, GPS
My faith is the horizon…
My compass, my best guess

You name the time, you name the place, you name the contraband
I will be there dark of night or light of day
I guarantee delivery by air, by sea or land
That's how I make a lot of easy money, baby…
The hard way…

Despite the bribes I pay, my trade receives official censure
"But it's not just a job," as the gringos say, no "It's an adventure!"

For every night I have run, I prefer the moon to the sun
For every fight I have won, I prefer the knife to the gun
And any bridge I never burned, I never crossed
And every fight I never picked, I never lost
We got a wild blue yonder, wild frontier
Ain't we got the makings of a fine, fine career!

Shore to shore the sea I run 200 kilometers wide
Keep your eyes peeled, head down, hand steady; throttle ready to run…nowhere to hide
The machete, the silence and the darkness are my friends
Yeah I know I gotta a date with Fate, I know not where or when…

Too little true, too many lie
Not enough laugh, too many cry
Too many low, not enough high
Who let the goon squad in?

Too many stare, not enough see
Not enough stand, too many flee
Too many slave, not enough free
Who let the goon squad in?

Whoa!!
Why you tryin' to kick in an open door?
Whoa!!
Do we have to see it again now, we've seen it before
We turn the other cheek
and take it on the chin now
Who let the goon squad in?

So many riches, too many poor
Too many generals stabbin' flags in a foreign shore
New season, new reason, same ol' war …now
Who let the goon squad in?

Whoa!!
Why you tryin' to kick in an open door?
Whoa!!
Do we have to see it again now, we've seen it before
We turn the other cheek
and take it on the chin now
Who let the goon squad in?
There is no more beautiful World...

Don't take flight, they can't give chase, nor
I'll not run in your master race
Too much crude, not enough grace
Who let the goon squad in?
Yeah who let the good squad in?

Whoa!!
Why you tryin' to kick in an open door?
Whoa!!
Do we have to see it again now, we've seen it before
We turn the other cheek
and take it on the chin now...

Who let the goon squad in?

There is no more beautiful World...

Well there were covert conditions surrounding our mission when we were called to go
And the powers that be summoned you and me to help prove what they think they know
Estamos borracheros y cancioneros, verified and tried and true
So Special Ops issued us flip flops, a guitar and a week or two

We found a place that's not a where
A time that's not a when
Where there is not a why in sight at all
And the speed of light is the pace of the sun's rise and fall
And in this place that's not a where,
This time that's not a when,
Where there is not a why in sight at all
We'd like to extend our stay…cancel our wake up call

The insertion point was a lively little joint where operations would begin
So we filled our cups so as to loosen up and to blend right in
We told HQ, "We'll contact you, should we need you anymore"
"We'll send official word, yeah fly you the bird!"
"That's the homing pigeon!!!!"
"Or by semaphore…right!"

We found a place that's not a where
A time that's not a when
Where there is not a why in sight at all
And the speed of light is the pace of the sun's rise and fall
And in this place that's not a where,
This time that's not a when,
Where there is not a why in sight at all
We'd like to extend our stay…cancel our wake up call

The good guys and the bad guys, they never work past noon 'round here
We made our mark upon the map but the ink just disappeared

Well our final report, in code, five-letters-short was written out by hand
it was truthful, subversive, on purpose, in cursive, scribbled seaside in the sand
Well we made quite clear we volunteer to stay right where we are
Belay the extraction, we're missing in action, and F*U*B*A*R!

We found a place that's not a where
A time that's not a when
And there is not a why in sight at all
The speed of the light is the pace of the sun's rise and fall
And in this place that's not a where,
this time that's not a when,
where there is not a why in sight at all
We'd like to extend our stay
Got dreamin' to do today
Just doin' our job anyway… now cancel our wake up call

Turn your lights down low
Take your skeletons out of the closet
We can dance to Life with the Dead
And answer every little voice in your head
Let me give my heart away
With a little bit of luck it'll break every day
Share me your pains so I may relieve them
Tell me your visions and I will believe them

I am a candle burning on the dark side of the moon
I am an anvil borne aloft your helium balloon
We're a crooked little bloom
Full of moon perfume
Ambrosia in a cup of clay
The World ain't gone crazy baby
It was born that way

She will offer no defense
Her embrace is a casual indifference
From a seed to a stem to a bloom
We're a warm little light in a cold dark room
Let me give my heart away
With a little bit of luck it'll break every day
Give me a smile, shed me a tear
We have everything to lose and nothing to fear

Oh, yes!
I guess it's true, I must confess
That somewhere not so deep inside
The gods and the devils run a roller coaster ride
Where the wrongs and the rights and the darks and the lights
All collide and coalesce
I don't need an answer
I don't care to guess

I'm sailing the seas of red wine
I'm strummin' this nonsense tune
Adding my voice to a rebel serenade
Echoing off a waxin' moon

And I have crumpled our paper captain
Now who will lead this swarthy crew?
Tear the teeth off the gears, keep 'em as souvenirs boys!
The world needs a few good mutineers now

Sometimes I slumber on a bed of roses
Sometimes I crash in the weeds
One day a bowl full of cherries
One night I'm suckin' on lemons and spittin' out the seeds

I am the fat native, skinny-dippin, semi-professional tourist…
a gold watch at the bottom of the sea
Tis time I depose of those petty tyrants
One on the throne, One inside me

Bring on the change
Let's keep it simple now
Don't confuse your wants with your needs
Believe in Love, forsake your greed
And give away what you want to receive

"what you say?!"

Give away what you want to receive

"what you say?!"

Shepherd says to sleep tonight
He will watch us sheep tonight
My big brother in the satellite
Will keep us safe from harm

The watchdogs all are dozin' now
The polygraphs are frozen now
Hush your voice of reason, sleep deeply in their arms

I got…
Toys in the attic
Monsters under the bed
Ghosts in the cupboard
I got curtains made 'o lead
Bats in the belfry
Goblins out in the shed…
Well I was cryin' for a vision, I got static instead
Boy, oh boy, I got a noisy head

The emperor in his new clothes
Is playin' with his dominoes
He's got puppet strings from head to toes
And an army of Pinocchios

I got the radio on, all I'm receivin'
Is a web of little lies that they keep weavin'
If you wanna babble on and on deceivin'
Try to tell a lie that's worth believin'

I'm hearing whispers from our history books
The kings, queens, bishops, knights and rooks
And the blood they spilled, the gold they took
Was always first the pawn's

Hoist your black flag, your raven's wing
You're brimmin' poetry, spill it and sing it
Your sword is sharp, sugar, pull it and swing it now
Ándale!

You can wear that gag if that's your choice
But your thoughts want wings, now give 'em a voice
Making your peace means making some noise now
Ándale!

Every crooked man, every crooked mile
Every crooked back of the rank and file
Same flood force
Same blood course
Same muddy source
As the crooked waters of the crooked Nile
And we come to plunder the day
We give all our takings away
Pulling off the veil the grass is pushing through the clay
Ándale!

There in the wake of our daily grind
Beware the black ship creeping up from behind
Let's have a nice trip 'cause you know she's gonna find us
Ándale!

Something there is doesn't love a wall
Heavy thing, that cannonball
Choose to rise, don't wait for the fall
Ándale!

For every rusty bell that rings
For calloused hands and tattered wings
The butcher, baker, candlestick maker
Of thee I sing…
Ándale!

Well there's plenty competition amongst the prophets today
They're sayin' "doom, doom, doom!"
They got another apocalypse comin' our way!
Sayin' "gloom, gloom, gloom!"
Yeah, there're plenty on the dock sayin' "my ship comin' in now
Soon soon soon"
There's plenty throwin' elbows and steppin' on toes
They yellin' "room room room"

And nothing drive people crazy like people drive people crazy…

We got
Plenty to get over
Plenty to get around
Plenty to get through

Private property or community?
What do you choose?
Scarcity or infinity?
Choose, choose, choose
We got the tools, the toys, the medicine, and poison
What do you brew?
Got to brew that potion carefully
Brew, brew, brew

And nothing drive people crazy like people drive people crazy…

Modulation or stagnation, is ours to choose
Choose, choose, choose
Play along with the drama-rama-tragi-comic cosmic tune
Do be do
Rhythm be I, melody be you
You, you, you
One we cry
One we croon
Croon

And nothing drive people crazy like people drive…
(and we're already crazy..)

We got plenty to go over…plenty to go around, plenty to go through

Well there may be some truth to the rumor
But if you need more proof
Why I am a late bloomer
And you need to know how I'm keepin' up with the Jonses
Come and find me under the shade tree and smellin' the roses

Well I'm a dark horse chompin' at the bit
I'm the underdog never been taught to sit
I spent a long time learnin' how not to crawl
And honey, I'm ready to fly
Believe the buzz about me, baby
I'm a Junebug in July

Oh, so many road signs we ignored
So many sermons we deplored
We got obnoxious, lazy, unruly and crazy
Just to keep from gettin' bored
You know the Rebel Soul is its own reward

The pistol fires and the race is begun
We got a hammock pilot versus formula one
I'll stand my ground and I'll see you when
You're comin' back around the track again…

Roses should be standing here
Brown eyes shouldn't cry
Hearts be made unbreakable
Blue eyes shouldn't lie

The sun is dyin' to see you
The clouds are begging to part
Spring is waiting on you
Is it still Winter in your heart?

Bottles should be deeper
The hourglass should lie
Candles let burn longer still
Bullets shouldn't fly

Is it still Winter in your heart?
Do you refuse another season's start?
The birds have all flown from my trees
They've gone away with all my yesterdays and used-to-bes
Is it still Winter in your heart?
Let flood the light
Let the curtains part

Roses should be standing here
Blue eyes shouldn't cry
Hearts be made unbreakable
Brown eyes shouldn't lie

Momentito, why don't you stay
Bright little bird don't fly away so fast
Turn the hourglass over

I ask not for a century
No eon or immortality
Turn the hourglass over…

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
When will this current find the ocean?
Where will this river meet the sea?
And I don't know why we float
But I like this buoyancy
Each moment lent, I already spent now
My favorite currency

Turn the hourglass over
Turn the hourglass over again

Sand is rushing through the glass
So busy turning now into the past so fast
Turn the hourglass over

As I step out upon the plain
Why must the horses run away again
Turn the hourglass over

Turn the hourglass over
Turn the hourglass over again

As darkness whispers in our ear
Let we loiter in the light a little longer here
Turn the hourglass over